<?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-5732419670719827808</id><updated>2011-12-11T16:21:35.003-08:00</updated><category term='Journey'/><title type='text'>Inspiration Today</title><subtitle type='html'>Inspirational Words For Living</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-4699716941006573031</id><published>2011-12-11T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T16:21:35.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An inspirational affordable Christmas gift is just a click away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bqt49k1klJ8/TuVIzu517GI/AAAAAAAAAs8/R9LubBAXKpE/s1600/iPad_as_e-reader_610x355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 116px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bqt49k1klJ8/TuVIzu517GI/AAAAAAAAAs8/R9LubBAXKpE/s200/iPad_as_e-reader_610x355.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685030158226287714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_tJMFwyijUg/TuVImnHGmzI/AAAAAAAAAsw/1o2clyxQqdM/s1600/1674405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_tJMFwyijUg/TuVImnHGmzI/AAAAAAAAAsw/1o2clyxQqdM/s200/1674405.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685029932796123954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X3e9O2TzEWo/TuVIdzat2HI/AAAAAAAAAsk/by3nZ4k0LYY/s1600/christmas_boxes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X3e9O2TzEWo/TuVIdzat2HI/AAAAAAAAAsk/by3nZ4k0LYY/s200/christmas_boxes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685029781480790130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        E-BOOKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An inspirational affordable Christmas gift is just a click away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Inspirational Saga Nazareth Heights and Spiritual Eyes are now available on Kindle, Nook, Sony, and most e-reader apps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ebook is a book in electronic format, and downloaded to a computer, PC, Mac, laptop, PDA or any other kind of computer. E-books can have numbered pages, table of contents, pictures and graphics, exactly like a printed book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-books are very simple and easy to purchase and can be download through the Internet. After download you don't have to be connected to the Internet in order to read the ebook. You can stay offline. If you wish to have it printed, it is very easy. Just click on the print button in the ebook, to print it with your home printer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-books are the new and exciting way to continue to enjoy a wonderful read at your convenience in the 21st century! Just click on the links below and experience the inspirational series "Nazareth Heights"  and "Spiritual Eyes" within an instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spiritual Eyes" http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/90036&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nazareth Heights Book 1" http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/89979&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nazareth Heights Book 2" http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/90010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-4699716941006573031?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/4699716941006573031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=4699716941006573031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/4699716941006573031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/4699716941006573031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2011/12/inspirational-affordable-christmas-gift.html' title='An inspirational affordable Christmas gift is just a click away!'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bqt49k1klJ8/TuVIzu517GI/AAAAAAAAAs8/R9LubBAXKpE/s72-c/iPad_as_e-reader_610x355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-451996550045065888</id><published>2011-06-22T13:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T16:49:59.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dynamic Story of Teen Fiction Author Sarah Anne Sumpolec</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SeZ7SnddWGM/TgJQxAQyU8I/AAAAAAAAArc/0_cb-Z2p5tI/s1600/Picture-3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SeZ7SnddWGM/TgJQxAQyU8I/AAAAAAAAArc/0_cb-Z2p5tI/s320/Picture-3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621144087726019522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5brQr_VRJrU/TgJQnazRQWI/AAAAAAAAArU/z383zj67oQM/s1600/SarahSumpolec-199x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5brQr_VRJrU/TgJQnazRQWI/AAAAAAAAArU/z383zj67oQM/s320/SarahSumpolec-199x300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621143923051282786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Anne Sumpolec is the author of a compelling and popular teen series entitled Becoming Beka. The Five-book series details the life of 16 year old Beka through her Junior and Senior year; a very troubling time period for many young women to experience. During this time a teenage girl is just at the door step of woman- hood, and yet still a young girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah’s amazing testimony of her own personal life’s transformation of becoming a teen witch to accepting the gift of salvation and becoming a Christian, is enthralling and inspirational; and has been featured on the 700 Club and the Tyra Banks Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah’s greatest passion is her writing, and speaking to teens about her own traumatic experiences as a confused teenage girl. Sarah was raised in a home where her father believed in everything paranormal, Ouija boards, and books about witchcraft. She eagerly followed her father’s teachings, and in her eyes he became her hero. Until one day through her father’s drug addiction he pointed a gun to her head at the tender age of fourteen. During this confusing time, trying to desperately grasp her father’s drug addiction, she felt powerless and desperate to find strength; she turned to the occult for power, strength, and answers.&lt;br /&gt;She began to practice witch craft in High school, became consumed in the New Age Philosophy, and celebrated and practiced Wiccan rituals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During her senior year she entered a very dark place during her life’s journey, and began to accept the idea that death was her only option to have a new life, so she embraced the idea of suicide as her only option for the ultimate healing for her deep emotional pain. When Sarah finally attempted suicide, she did not succeed. Instead she found herself lying lifeless on the floor, alone, empty, and once again full of despair and hopelessness. At this point in her life she felt her only option was to go away to college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in college Sarah had two roommates that happened to be Baptist. The Baptist roommates were very odd to Sarah, and initially hard to relate to. She was not pleased with her living arrangements however, she observed them carefully. She watched and listened to how they behaved. She reluctantly accepted an invitation to Inter Varsity, a campus ministry. During the campus ministry Sarah heard a sermon that pricked her heart, soul, and spirit. The sermon made perfect sense to her and gave her all the answers she was desperately seeking for her life. For all of Sarah’s life she felt lost, but at that moment she found a part of her that had died long ago as a child. The journey to accepting her Heavenly Father into her heart and life was not a smooth transition, but Sarah knew that she had finally arrived at the truth, and key to true peace and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme for Sarah’s fiction whether she writes for the screen or books is “naked truth”. When we come before our Heavenly father we can come without any preconditions, façade, and strip ourselves of our mask and just “keep it real “with God. This is what He desires from us, He doesn’t want our fake selves he wants all of us, and He reaches down and loves all of us uniquely, because we are all different with various needs. Before God we have the liberty to be vulnerable, transparent, and completely authentic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how Sarah found her healing and complete transformation, and is revealed in her writing and through speaking to teens. For many years she felt ashamed of her past and hid her story but actually began to find healing through writing and telling her personal and traumatic story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can purchase Sarah Anne Sumpolec’s books on Amazon, or any book retailer and also visit her website http://becomingministries.org/ .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-451996550045065888?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/451996550045065888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=451996550045065888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/451996550045065888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/451996550045065888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2011/06/dynamic-story-of-teen-fiction-author.html' title='The Dynamic Story of Teen Fiction Author Sarah Anne Sumpolec'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SeZ7SnddWGM/TgJQxAQyU8I/AAAAAAAAArc/0_cb-Z2p5tI/s72-c/Picture-3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-43386796917289522</id><published>2011-05-10T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T14:36:14.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Ray of Hope in the Face of Adversity: The War on Cancer Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HtDEK4p2VDk/TcmqovKYpUI/AAAAAAAAAp4/ztqLTxMK6mM/s1600/4114freedom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HtDEK4p2VDk/TcmqovKYpUI/AAAAAAAAAp4/ztqLTxMK6mM/s320/4114freedom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605198828070806850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Ray of Hope in the Face of Adversity: The War on Cancer Part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if a doctor gave you hope of being able to take a mass of cancer away through surgery; proceeded to conduct the surgery, and when you woke up from the surgery found the doctor hovering over your hospital bed, staring at you with a look of sorrow in his eyes, only to tell you, "I'm sorry I thought I could remove the mass but when I actually operated on your lung I could see that the type of tumor you have could not be surgically removed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What, really? You could not remove my mass doctor? But...you told me...aren't you a doctor? did you not take x-rays and scans? could you not see before hand that my mass could not be removed? Isn't that why you spent 15 years in school? Aren't you supposed to know these things? what do you mean you can't remove the cancer? This horrible thing on my lungs that is making me so sick, this thing that is threatening my life before my time!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if a doctor who is treating you called you up. Called you on the phone, did not even have the decency or compassion to call you in for an appointment, and have a talk in his office, but called you on the phone and delivered the news and told you that you were going to die. "There is no use in you having chemo, or radiation, your cancer is incurable and you will surely die." And then proceeded the horrible news with "When can we schedule hospice to come to your house?" Hospice is basically saying that we want to make you as comfortable as we can before you die. Would you lose hope in light of all of this tragic news about your health, your being, your very existence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot speak for my beautiful aunt but I have to say, after hearing the news about the doctor's failed attempt of removing the mass from her lungs, I had a dim moment. Why did I have a dim moment? it is only because I put all of my faith in what a doctor said he could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God. But God...this phrase echoed in my mind over and over again..But...God. Hope began to spring in my spirit once again "Yes!" I exclaimed, "but God! man does not hold life and death in his hands. A doctor does not have the right to tell you when you are going to die!" Another Bible verse echoed in my mind.."By his stripes we are healed." Isaiah 53:5 So this is it..This is the defining moment of my faith. This faith that compels me to go to church every week. This faith that I talk about and learn about. I can either choose to believe or I can accept death for my aunt. I chose to believe with every fiber in my body. I believed without a shadow of a doubt. Not even a fraction of a doubt filled my soul. And I was rejoicing to know that all of my family members who love and have supported my aunt felt the same way. We were truly on one accord, and we began to pray. Something amazing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within that week a childhood friend of my aunt, who is a famous doctor in the Washington D.C. area heard of what happened to my aunt. This Doctor happens to specialize in treating terminally ill cancer patients, and has had great success in seeing his patients cured of this monstrous disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He practices traditional medicine, but he has also devoted years of study to holistic medicine. He incorporates the traditional medicines along with the holistic approach to healing. He recommended juicing and drinking natural juices throughout the day, he promotes going on a juice fast, detoxing the body, a strict vegan diet, ( my aunt has been a strict vegetarian for over 25 years) sunshine, walking, laughing out loud , embracing a healthy life style, and mentally and spiritually accepting life not death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a booklet of an entire holistic cancer fighting protocol. My aunt has followed the protocol and you can see a remarkable difference. She had a doctors visit this past week; the same doctor who told her that she was going to die. When he saw her walk into his office, his eyes stretched and he exclaimed, "This cannot be the same woman, what are you doing? you look amazing! tell me... what are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still on the journey and battle but I must say that my aunt is on the winning side.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-43386796917289522?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/43386796917289522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=43386796917289522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/43386796917289522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/43386796917289522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2011/05/ray-of-hope-in-face-of-adversity-war-on.html' title='A Ray of Hope in the Face of Adversity: The War on Cancer Part 2'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HtDEK4p2VDk/TcmqovKYpUI/AAAAAAAAAp4/ztqLTxMK6mM/s72-c/4114freedom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-5785511546202178980</id><published>2011-03-25T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T10:10:49.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The War On Cancer-Part One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M8gzawRsUr4/TYzMXEMofVI/AAAAAAAAAmU/acEnRXQmvwU/s1600/iraq-war1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M8gzawRsUr4/TYzMXEMofVI/AAAAAAAAAmU/acEnRXQmvwU/s320/iraq-war1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588065934295727442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;strong&gt;The War On Cancer-Part One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was unexpectedly struck by lung cancer. The cancer did not strike my body, but my dear aunt's lungs. My aunt is like a second mother to me. She is one of the most beautiful people on this earth. She is truly an angel, her skin is smooth and cocoa brown, and she's sweet, short and round. She glows because of the joy that permeates from her soul and spirit. She lights up a dull room just by her presence. Her beautiful deep dimples emerge on her cheeks every time she smiles. She's a vegetarian, never smoked or drank a day in her life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard the news of her cancer, it was as if someone gave me a swift punch to my stomach. I was knocked off my feet, I could barely breathe. I began weeping and asking How? Why? "She did everything right! WHY.. Why..How and why? I began to question my mortality my mothers, my sons. "Are my days numbered?" I went through an array of emotions. Then I had an inspirational moment, I do believe in a higher power than myself, I go to church I have heard the inspirational testimonies of when cancer survivors tell their stories of how they were healed. I believe in the power of medical intervention, radiation , and chemo. So I began to hope, and have faith once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my world has been changed for ever, because I too have been struck by this nasty, unfair disease called cancer. Its an ugly beast that devours the innocent, the good, young, old it does not care who it strikes it just attacks whoever and seeks to kill whenever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my writing career I have ceased writing. I just cannot at this time. Before this I was able to compose a book per year but this will not be the case in 2011. So I ask that you join me as I write a series on the "War on Cancer" take the journey with my aunt and I as we cloak ourselves with faith, and proceed on our fierce battle with lung cancer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-5785511546202178980?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/5785511546202178980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=5785511546202178980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/5785511546202178980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/5785511546202178980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2011/03/war-on-cancer-part-one.html' title='The War On Cancer-Part One'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M8gzawRsUr4/TYzMXEMofVI/AAAAAAAAAmU/acEnRXQmvwU/s72-c/iraq-war1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-31840013717992938</id><published>2010-12-04T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T05:52:24.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Holiday Gift: Deitrick &amp; Damita Haddon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/TPuWi71gBrI/AAAAAAAAAj0/sADNOTV96lA/s1600/deitrickanddamita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/TPuWi71gBrI/AAAAAAAAAj0/sADNOTV96lA/s320/deitrickanddamita.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547192892958705330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday Season typically represents festivities, family, and an abundance of wonderful foods, sweet treats, and gifts. However, to many people the Holiday Season is a time that is laden with sorrow and heartache. Many suffer from the loss of a loved one,unemployment, a torn and dysfunctional family unit, battles with depression, physical disease, or just the loss of hope and faith in one’s life. When one loses sight of their purpose on this earth, and loses hope and faith, this is the beginning of an emotional death.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives here on this earth are a part of a much larger purpose. We each have a unique and divine purpose here on this earth. We have been blessed with gifts that are meant to be shared with others. What is your gift? Your gift is something that comes easily to you and hard for others, and something that you enjoy immensely. Some people have the gift of listening, kindness, hospitality, cooking, sewing, music, writing, cleaning, organizing, or taking the time to discover your divine purpose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding your divine purpose is a process and requires you to make a lifestyle change. This lifestyle change may require you to let go of some of the negative people within your life who refuse to encourage you, or believe in your dreams. This Holiday Season my gift to you is simply reminding you that you are fearfully and wonderfully made. You were created for a purpose and a divine plan. This new year may I encourage you to take the time to discover who your creator is, and find your unique gift that your heavenly Father has so graciously given to you. Take the time and enjoy the You Tube clips below, songs that are sung by the dynamic husband and wife team Deitrick &amp; Damita Haddon, reminding us all that our life’s journey is a part of a broader design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings &lt;br /&gt;Until next Year,&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HHjO89tqG2I?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LFOSrrxI5Ys?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-31840013717992938?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/31840013717992938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=31840013717992938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/31840013717992938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/31840013717992938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2010/12/holiday-gift-deitrick-damita-haddon.html' title='A Holiday Gift: Deitrick &amp; Damita Haddon'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/TPuWi71gBrI/AAAAAAAAAj0/sADNOTV96lA/s72-c/deitrickanddamita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-6746330624951023852</id><published>2010-11-30T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T09:11:27.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cafe Chat with Stellar Award Nominee Marjane'</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A4XuLDhMYNE/SpwkzJCE-zI/AAAAAAAAATg/eALcG2xX01s/s400/Marjane+photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376212516190092082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Marjane'&lt;br /&gt;2009- London's Mp3 Music Award Nominee&lt;br /&gt;2009- Gospel Music Workshop of America-Gospel Artist Showcase&lt;br /&gt;2008-2009 Stellar Award Nominee for Best New Artist of the Year &lt;br /&gt;2008 featured artist for Karen Clark Sheard, 2008 Grammy Foundation 10th Annual Project &lt;br /&gt;2008 Lilly Mack Series, 2008 JFJ Live Radio Featured Artist, Gospel Avenue 2007, Living Truth Broadcast 2007&lt;br /&gt;West Coast Praze 2007 Featured Artist &lt;br /&gt;2007 African Market Place Featured Artist &lt;br /&gt;2007 Semi Finalist BET'S SUNDAY BEST &lt;br /&gt;2007 BB KINGS featured Artist &lt;br /&gt;2006 Urban Idol Finalist at the Black Business Expo, Gospel Play "Is that Man Your Husband" &lt;br /&gt;Supporting Lead Actress &amp; Singer 2006, Background Vocals for Gospel Artist Rochelle Lowe 2006 &lt;br /&gt;Oratorical Celebration for Dr Martin Luther King 2006 &lt;br /&gt;Background Vocals for Gospel Artist Keyo 2005, Celebrate Life Cancer Ministries 2005, Faith Sanctuary Church 2005 &lt;br /&gt;Steve Harvey Talent Search (El Rey Theatre) 2nd place Winner 2004, Winner of Sounds for Soul Gospel Talent Search 2004 &lt;br /&gt;Winner of Talent Search Club 110 2004, Christian Talent Search (CATS) Charlotte North Carolina Runner-up 2004-2005 season &lt;br /&gt;Women Arise Ministries 2004, Heritage Christian Center Choir Album Praise Him All Ye People 2003, and Toast and Roast for Star Trek actress Nichelle Nichols (Uhura) 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.marjanemusic.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Camille Kleidysz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Welcome to Nazareth Heights Café!  I had the opportunity to listen to some of your latest Cd, and I have to say that I was completely blown away and moved. You have had some amazing things happen to you lately.  Stellar Award nominee for best new artist of the year, your music is taking off here in the States as well as internationally in London. There is truly something special about your voice and songs. What inspired you to come up with the title of your album?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Marjane’&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The title of the album was inspired through my personal relationship with God. When I think of all the things he has done for me it brings joy to my heart. I know I will never let go of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Camille:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Do you have any advice for singers who are trying to break into the business?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Marjane’&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My advice for other singers would be to follow the leading of the Lord in all you do. Allow God to take the driver seat in your ministry. Stay focused and in communion with the Lord. There you will find everything you need. Through that special time with God the spirit of God takes reign in you and the Holy Spirit will be present in everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Camille:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What do you like to do when you’re not singing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Marjane’&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When I am not singing I love to go to the movies and dinner.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Camille&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;In your opinion what makes a great song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Marjane'&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The anointing is what makes a great song. Anyone can sing but it's the power of God behind it that can change someone’s life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Camille&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What was going through your mind when you first found out that you were nominated for the Stellar Awards as best new artist of the year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Marjane'&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I was so excited to make the ballot for the Stellar Award. All I could do was thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Camille&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What was it like to be one of BET’s Sunday Best semi finalists? And how did you balance your ministry while participating in a competition?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Marjane'&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My experience at BET's Sunday Best was awesome !!!! It was great for exposure. I currently do not participate in competitions anymore because personally it does not make sense. How can the anointing of God compete against itself? We all have been gifted by God and it's up to us to let him make that platform. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Camille&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tell us your latest news?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Marjane&lt;/span&gt;’:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My latest news: I am a Nominee for a 2009 London MP3 Music Award.I have also had the chance this month to do the artist showcase for the Gospel music Workshop of America in Cincinnati!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I would like to thank Marjane’ for sharing with us today, and congratulate her on her recent nomination for the London MP3 Awards!  Make sure you stop by her website to hear some of her latest project and purchase her CD. www.marjanemusic.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-6746330624951023852?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/6746330624951023852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=6746330624951023852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/6746330624951023852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/6746330624951023852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2010/11/cafe-chat-with-stellar-award-nominee.html' title='Cafe Chat with Stellar Award Nominee Marjane&apos;'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A4XuLDhMYNE/SpwkzJCE-zI/AAAAAAAAATg/eALcG2xX01s/s72-c/Marjane+photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-9129270960252298885</id><published>2010-10-04T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T06:47:48.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Author's Chat: Inspirational Author Camille Kleidysz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jsGFV3k_fws/TXjkaPLIizI/AAAAAAAAAl0/rsftjnr654M/s1600/5435644468_ccdc938888slim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jsGFV3k_fws/TXjkaPLIizI/AAAAAAAAAl0/rsftjnr654M/s320/5435644468_ccdc938888slim.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582462877526690610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/TKntLVMQgXI/AAAAAAAAAgM/tudzE8jo9w0/s1600/Banner_2-421x426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/TKntLVMQgXI/AAAAAAAAAgM/tudzE8jo9w0/s320/Banner_2-421x426.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524207196869525874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ella: Where are you from? How did you start your writing journey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz: I was born and raised in California. I moved to New York City to attend college, and that is where my writing journey began. New York City is truly my muse. The different layers and textures of the city are truly inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ella: Who are your two main characters and what do you like most about them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille: My two main characters in the Nazareth Heights series are Lacey Santiago and Adrianna Williamson. They are two best friends who named themselves the L.A. sisters in the third grade. At an early age they both loss their fathers. Lacey Santiago’s father was murdered in the Bronx when she was a young girl and Adrianna Williamson’s father was a drug addict and abandoned her when she was only eighteen months old. Through their tragic circumstances at a very young age they discovered a strong bound when they where just little girls and they became like sisters. Their loyalty to each other is beyond impressive. And beyond their friendship they are both very flawed characters, even though they are Christians, they are really confused about so many issues in their life. They are having a hard time grasping their true identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ella: Ultimately, what do you want readers to gain from your book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille: The main message that I am trying to convey to my reading audience is that it is not where you live, but it is how you live. The four teenagers in my book are from a very impoverished area in the inner city called Nazareth Heights. Statistics basically had already written their life’s story and it always begins like this, “inner city kids are more likely to”…. and unfortunately the word “succeed” does not follow. What follows is usually something very negative. The Faithful Four decided to take control of their destiny and set a goal for themselves to overcome their negative environment. I also would like my readers to know that there are times when you will have no one to encourage you, and that is the time when you have to encourage yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ella: What advice would you give a new writer? Would you change anything about your journey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille:The advice I would give to new writers is to really have a strong creative identity. Find your unique voice. Do not look to the left or the right when you are creating. Everything that you compose should be authentic and come from your heart and soul, do not become concerned about what other authors are writing, or what is going to be popular and sell. God gave you unique stories to write. Do not be ashamed to share them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would not change anything about my literary journey, and it is truly a journey and a process. I have enjoyed the process because I have learned so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ella: Share with us your latest news, events or upcoming book releases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille: I am set to release the second installment of my inspirational novella series entitled Spiritual Eyes. I have received a great response from people that have read the novella. I’ve always wanted to write a novella, and the people that have read it loved the fact that the book is fairly short. They also fell in love with the main characters of the story Kai and Roman, and requested that I continue their relationship. So “Spiritual Eyes” is actually going to become my first Christian Fiction romance series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have also created an Inspirational Devotional Blog: called Guiding Light Devotionals. I love devotional books and sometimes when you're at work you cannot always crack open a book and read while your working, so I wanted to create a place where people could just click on their computer and read a quick devotional thought for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-9129270960252298885?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/9129270960252298885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=9129270960252298885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/9129270960252298885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/9129270960252298885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2010/10/authors-chat-inspirational-author.html' title='Author&apos;s Chat: Inspirational Author Camille Kleidysz'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jsGFV3k_fws/TXjkaPLIizI/AAAAAAAAAl0/rsftjnr654M/s72-c/5435644468_ccdc938888slim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-3240366820439776984</id><published>2010-09-01T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T08:58:07.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Of The Kingdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/TH50OFXibNI/AAAAAAAAAf8/6CID27lGAig/s1600/Princess+of+the+Kingdombook+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/TH50OFXibNI/AAAAAAAAAf8/6CID27lGAig/s320/Princess+of+the+Kingdombook+cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511970779255958738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statistics reveal that self-confidence and a positive body image begins to wane in preadolescent girls; unlike their male counterparts whose self-confidence begins to peek and flourish during preadolescence.  Throughout the fragile adolescence stage, a girl’s identity begins to deteriorate, and her self-worth revolves around her peers, appearance, and fleeting material items.  A low self- esteem can become a devastating distraction to a young woman’s life, and can result in poor performance in the class room and lack of confidence that will eventually affect her social interactions.  A teenage girl who possesses a distorted self- worth, can become vulnerable to negative peer pressure, substance abuse, suicide, and sexual promiscuity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Of The Kingdom is a book designed to inspire young women to become smart, poised, and confident; encouraging young ladies to place their value and identity in their Creator, character building, academic career, individual gifts, and strengths. And fortifying   young women to advocate for themselves by using their voices, body language, prayer, scriptures, and resources to promote change and positive results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topics will include self-esteem building, self-presentation, communication, etiquette essentials, and how to become confident in the market place by turning their passions into profit. Young women will gain knowledge of one of the most valuable and helpful life lessons while embarking on their life’s journey; God has a purpose and plan for his daughter’s lives and they are indeed a princess of His kingdom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          Princess of the Kingdom: Coming Soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-3240366820439776984?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/3240366820439776984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=3240366820439776984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/3240366820439776984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/3240366820439776984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2010/09/princess-of-kingdom.html' title='Princess Of The Kingdom'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/TH50OFXibNI/AAAAAAAAAf8/6CID27lGAig/s72-c/Princess+of+the+Kingdombook+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-3821633174679221741</id><published>2010-06-21T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T07:54:24.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nazareth Heights Book 2 Now Available On Amazon: A Note From The Author</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4XuLDhMYNE/S_wuobfUpSI/AAAAAAAAAWo/iG-zPkE_KLc/s1600/FotoFlexer_Photo..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4XuLDhMYNE/S_wuobfUpSI/AAAAAAAAAWo/iG-zPkE_KLc/s400/FotoFlexer_Photo..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475302519084459298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AUTHOR'S NOTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am extremely excited to introduce my summer release Nazareth Heights Book 2, now available on amazon, and available for purchase during the 2010 General Conference session located in downtown Atlanta,Georgia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have read Nazareth Heights Book 1, you are familiar with the Nazareth Heights community and have been introduced to the main characters of the Nazareth Heights series.If you are new to the Nazareth Heights series, I strongly recommend that you read the first installment of Nazareth Heights, and become acquainted with the back story and origin of the Faithful Four’s unique journey. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Composing Nazareth Heights Book 2 has become a different and an amazing experience. I’ve had mixed emotions while writing Nazareth Heights Book 2. The characters have matured, and like a mother who longs to protect her children from pain and danger, I found myself becoming extremely protective of the Faithful Four. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;I have made an assertive effort to shield the dynamic group of teenagers from the dangers within the Nazareth Heights community. However, within the inner city youth are often faced with many obstacles and dangerous challenges. There are concrete decisions that one must make for safety and survival.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;In this narrative, the Faithful Four have matured, and I have allowed the main characters to blossom and face adversity. The Faithful Four had to endure painful and perplexing trials in Book 2. Throughout their complex life's journey; the Faithful Four remain determined to honor their childhood vow.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;It is my sincere hope that you will enjoy reading this story as much as I loved composing Nazareth Heights Book 2. May God continue to bless and keep you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-3821633174679221741?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/3821633174679221741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=3821633174679221741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/3821633174679221741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/3821633174679221741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2010/06/nazareth-heights-book-2-now-available.html' title='Nazareth Heights Book 2 Now Available On Amazon: A Note From The Author'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4XuLDhMYNE/S_wuobfUpSI/AAAAAAAAAWo/iG-zPkE_KLc/s72-c/FotoFlexer_Photo..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-1523404581261272967</id><published>2010-05-24T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T21:46:17.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown To The Summer Release Of Nazareth Heights Book 2: AN INSPIRATIONAL SAGA ABOUT UPLIFTING AND EMPOWERING OUR GIRLS</title><content type='html'> &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Adrianna Williamson maintain her childhood vow amid heartbreak, bitter rivalries, betrayal, and an unexpected love? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long summer of separation the Faithful Four finally reunite at their “Dare to be a Daniel” ceremony. The dynamics of the group have taken a drastic change, and it becomes visible as tensions rise on one of the most important nights of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four friends feel betrayed when Adrianna made the decision to suddenly break away from the group and  attend Langford Girl’s Academy; a prestigious prep school in Manhattan. Adrianna’s unexpected decision fractures the Faithful Four and the loyal friends scramble to maintain their childhood vow. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Adrianna's world is shaken when her perfectly planned life becomes consumed by an ominous illness. Adrianna Williamson must rediscover her faith, find strength, and continue to stand through a turbulent, emotional storm.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4XuLDhMYNE/Sa8lWEzgEiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ROuxgnPSRfc/s1600-h/j0423027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4XuLDhMYNE/Sa8lWEzgEiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ROuxgnPSRfc/s200/j0423027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309503546870207010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrance Francis: Born In New York City of Trinidadian parentage. Moved to Nazareth Heights when his father Dr. Claude Francis began his practice and opened a community clinic in the heart of Nazareth Heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A4XuLDhMYNE/Sa8nuQ0wkeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/q1T-f1hHNPk/s1600-h/j0227450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A4XuLDhMYNE/Sa8nuQ0wkeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/q1T-f1hHNPk/s200/j0227450.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309506161436824034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breeana Cruz:Born to her Cuban father and Trinidadian mother in Spanish Harlem. Moved to a bigger apartment in Nazareth Heights when she was four years old.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A4XuLDhMYNE/Sa80l1y2jnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/AGinhL2hTEg/s1600-h/j0411708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A4XuLDhMYNE/Sa80l1y2jnI/AAAAAAAAAGg/AGinhL2hTEg/s200/j0411708.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309520310393278066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lacey Santiago: Born in Puerto Rico and raised in Nazareth Heights since the age of four. Her father was murdered in the Bronx when Lacey was seven.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4XuLDhMYNE/SdhJoh2rGTI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4_maZq_vv4o/s1600-h/j0439458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4XuLDhMYNE/SdhJoh2rGTI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4_maZq_vv4o/s200/j0439458.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321083920369522994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adrianna Williamson: Born and raised in the most impoverished area of Nazareth Heights. Her father became addicted to drugs and abandoned her when she was only eighteen months old.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-1523404581261272967?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/1523404581261272967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=1523404581261272967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/1523404581261272967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/1523404581261272967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2010/05/countdown-to-summer-release-of-nazareth.html' title='Countdown To The Summer Release Of Nazareth Heights Book 2: AN INSPIRATIONAL SAGA ABOUT UPLIFTING AND EMPOWERING OUR GIRLS'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4XuLDhMYNE/Sa8lWEzgEiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ROuxgnPSRfc/s72-c/j0423027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-5103555844056081210</id><published>2009-11-15T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:40:35.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exclusive Sneak Peak:Nazareth Heights Book2:"Summer In The Heights" Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SwCRVITLAVI/AAAAAAAAAZc/fukRf4Beejc/s1600-h/BookCoverPreview2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SwCRVITLAVI/AAAAAAAAAZc/fukRf4Beejc/s320/BookCoverPreview2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404479345035772242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dark, angry clouds slowly swallowed the tottering plane. The airplane began to rock, and dip against the turbulent winds. Heavy rain drops violently slammed against the windows. Adrianna’s moist cold hand quivered, and slowly slid down gripping the sides of her seat. Her eyes clasped tight, and her mouth became dry and stuck together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She attempted to pray, but was unable to articulate a coherent prayer. Adrianna noticed the flight attendants quickly fastening their seat belts, and nervously darting their eyes.Adrianna clinched her fist and desperately searched for words to pray. She could only whisper. “Jesus…Jesus.” The searing emotions of fear and uncertainty gripped Adrianna Williamson’s mind and soul. Her thoughts immediately flooded with the terror of never reuniting with her father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She often heard stories from her grandmother of how her father once held and sang to her as an infant. However, her memory was vacant of his touch, his expressions, and his voice. Adrianna immediately felt anger and resentment. “What kind of man are you? How could you go this long without seeing me? I’ll be sixteen soon! And…I’m a good student…I even got accepted into Langford!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane immediately dropped in the air, jolting Adrianna in her seat. She was beyond frightened. Adrianna’s anger toward her father suddenly transformed into an undying and unconditional love for a man that she longed to meet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The turbulent landing into Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport set the tenor for Adrianna’s first summer in Atlanta. It was the summer of complete change. The summer Adrianna had hoped to meet her estranged father. The man who abandoned her when she was eighteen months; the man she yearned to meet throughout her entire life. The man whom she still failed to meet despite her summer vacation with her father’s parents on Cascade Road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Samuel Williamson shattered his daughter’s heart and hopes when he failed to show up at his parent’s home to reunite with the baby he left so long ago. &lt;br /&gt;Cascade Road was in complete contrast to the chaotic street life of Nazareth Heights. Her grandparents’ neighborhood was serene and pleasant. Sprawling oak trees hung over the sidewalks and front porches, shading the residents from the relentless Atlanta sun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bundles of colorful flowers spilled over large clay pots, and sat in the front of each porch. The elderly residents of the neighborhood would spend their lazy, hazy afternoons sitting on their porches; talking and laughing, while observing the passing cars and pedestrians. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The neighbors were always polite and took the time to make eye contact; always saying hello, while giving wide toothy grins. The families that knew the Williamson family never failed to stop Adrianna and shout, “Adrianna is that you girl? I remember you when you were just a little bitty thing. Girl… if you don’t look just like your daddy! he must of spit you right out. Your mama didn’t have nothin to do with that!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrianna thought it was comforting to be surrounded by people who knew her father; but during the course of the summer the comments about her appearance, became irritating and annoying, like a virus that would not go away. Adrianna learned to smile politely, but her thoughts contradicted the pleasant expression on her face: “Don’t they have anything better to say? Don’t they realize that I’ve never even met the man? What about asking me about my grades? or where I‘m from? I’m a straight A student! I’m more than my so called father!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon Adrianna’s arrival in Atlanta she never failed to e-mail Lacey and Bree, eagerly detailing every aspect of her trip. After contacting her Faithful Four Sisters, Adrianna could not wait to send an email to Terrance Francis. Terrance failed to return any of her emails. To avoid feeling hurt by Terrance’s rejection she would tell herself that all of her e-mails were delivered to his spam file. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the month of August, Bree and Lacey stopped receiving emails from Adrianna. Adrianna Williamson had become completely silent. And no one knew why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED............Copyright © November (2009) Camille Kleidysz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-5103555844056081210?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/5103555844056081210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=5103555844056081210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/5103555844056081210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/5103555844056081210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2009/11/exclusive-sneak-peaknazareth-heights.html' title='Exclusive Sneak Peak:Nazareth Heights Book2:&quot;Summer In The Heights&quot; Part 1'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SwCRVITLAVI/AAAAAAAAAZc/fukRf4Beejc/s72-c/BookCoverPreview2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-2818486972124013576</id><published>2009-10-01T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T06:08:47.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Author's Chat with Stephanie Elzy author of “The Sweetness of a Bitter Cup: Journey of a Pastor’s Wife”</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SsSowqyS5-I/AAAAAAAAAX8/zUvrGGu-Ass/s1600-h/New+Imagestephy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SsSowqyS5-I/AAAAAAAAAX8/zUvrGGu-Ass/s400/New+Imagestephy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387616608314386402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The daughter of Jonas and the late Delores Whitley, she is an Augusta native who is passionate about sharing the love of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’ve spent any time with her then you probably know that she is married to Roderick L. Elzy, Sr. and has two children- Whitley and Roderick, Jr.  You may know that she graduated from the Medical College of Georgia in 1992 and has been a dental hygienist for 17 years.  You might know that she helped serve the SDA church alongside her husband in pastoral ministries for nearly 10 years and is now a member of the Marietta Adventist Church in Marietta, Georgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are a few things you may not know about her.  She is the author of a book entitled “The Sweetness of A Bitter Cup,” which tells about the personal life crisis that transformed her life, and is the founder and director of Love. Life, and Living Ministries, an online ministry that seeks to help lead 21st Century women into personal relationships with Christ and to encourage and support their choice for Christian Living in an age where distractions are all around them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also hosts an online community forum called Former Pastors’ Wives, to help women who, for reasons of divorce, death, or vocational change, are no longer pastors’ wives anonymously connect with and support one another. She and her ministries have been highlighted in articles in Time Magazine (2007) and more recently in Called Magazine, (2009), a magazine created for female clergy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is presently pursuing a Masters of Divinity degree from Regent University with aspirations to one day earn a doctorate degree in Theological Anthropology.  She recently completed a pastoral internship at the Marietta church and a Clinical Pastoral Education-Chaplaincy Internship at Children’s Healthcare of Atlanta- Scottish Rite in Atlanta, Georgia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Stephanie Elzy.  No stranger to trials and challenges she longs to share the hope of God’s sustaining hand. Her life’s mission is to live a life of love, service, and fellowship as she awaits the coming of her blessed Savior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Welcome to Inspiration Today! I am honored and thrilled to have the opportunity to interview you. You are my friend and mentor and truly a woman of God; this is evident from your sweet, peaceful spirit. You are also a mother, wife, author, singer, counselor, and pastor. God has truly blessed you with many gifts and talents. The title of your book is “The Sweetness of a Bitter Cup: Journey of a Pastor’s Wife”, what an intriguing title. Stephanie…what inspired you to write this book?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stephanie Elzy: A traumatic life experience that I’d just come through and what I learned in that experience inspired me to write this book.  The book is based on a very personal experience during a very difficult time in my life.  But it was during those times that I found something that changed my life forever.  And, I believed so strongly in what I learned, that it was so powerful and liberating, that I just had to testify and share it with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Give us a brief synopsis of “The Sweetness of a Bitter Cup”?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stephanie Elzy: The Sweetness of a Bitter Cup is a non-fiction book that recaps a part of my life-story during a difficult time as a pastor’s wife in order to share the message that you can have true happiness in the midst of your bitter situations. As a pastor’s wife that had lost just about everything she believed in and had made her what she was, including her identity, I share the secret that turned my life around, the one that can do the same for others too. The story is filled with themes of love, rejection, resentment, and restoration and shares how to use those things to find a happier you.  In it readers will find excerpts from my personal journal that helps tell the story and then blank journal pages for them to write out their own thoughts as they read the book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I chose the title “The Sweetness of a Bitter Cup,” because I wanted to testify of the truth that God can and will give beauty for ashes.  I wanted to encourage others that are going through devastating times by showing them that often times their greatest blessing lies in their most trying times and that if they’ll just reach out for it instead of running away from it they can have the greatest joy and security they’ve ever known.  In fact, I think the subtitle says it best:  “Find Everything Your Heart Desires in the Very things it Doesn’t Want.” Often what you’re searching for can be found in situations you don’t want to be in.  You just have to seek it out.  This book not only tells you that you can find sweetness in bitter situations, but also gives you steps on how to do that.  I pray others will find it to be a blessing in their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A lot of people do not understand that being a pastor’s wife is a calling and a ministry within itself. It takes a special character to manage the different dynamics that take place within a church congregation. In your book do you give advice to only pastor’s wives? Or can your book apply to anyone who may be going through a personal storm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stephanie Elzy: This book can be applied to the life of ANYONE.  I only tell the story from the point of view of a pastor’s wife because that was my point of view.  In the writing of the book I debated as to whether or not I should add “Journey of a Pastor’s Wife,” to the title, but I chose to for two reasons.  One, because I wanted other pastors’ wives (PWs) to know that they were not alone, that there was somebody else out there who understood not only the joys that come along with being a PW, but also the pain and frustration they often times experience.  Often times books written for PWs are flowery and idealistic, which, understand me, there is nothing wrong with that.  I appreciate that. We need those kinds of books.  But, I wanted to publish a book from a PW’s point of view that was written in first person and would be candid so that those PWs who found themselves in my situation could really relate and not feel alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The second reason I added that phrase to the title was because I wanted to, in some way, express the fact that PWs are real people with real struggles and real pain.  Often others look at PWs and say “oh what a perfect life they must have,” because of our roles, our spouses’ role, our outward appearance, and what we represent [- that being the life-giving gospel].  And thus, being a PW, in the eyes of some, becomes a “prestigious” position on which only rose petals and sugar plums fall, when really, when it comes down to living life and experiencing pain, we’re no different than anybody else.  So I wanted to, in my own way normalize the “pastor’s wife” to others, because what happens in the book happens to women across the board, from all walks of life, not just to some in one category and not others of another category. Pain has no categorical boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This book is for anyone who has, is, or will experience heartache…no special position, title, or role required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It is rare to read a book that is written from a pastor’s wife’s point of view. Stephanie, you should be commended on your willingness to become completely transparent in order to minister to others. As authors we have a responsibility to be authentic and transparent, but as Christian authors we also have a responsibility to ministry. As a Christian author do you find it difficult to balance authenticity with ministry? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stephanie Elzy: That is a very good question.  It is a good question because I think it is an issue that is quietly overlooked, but should be addressed.  Yes, I have found it to be somewhat challenging to balance authenticity with ministry.  Authenticity, being real, is right up my alley.  It’s how I prefer to do ministry.  We’re all sinners saved by God’s grace and I can learn from you as well as you can learn from me.  But if we’re all “perfect,” that is, pretending to be “perfect,” because we’re definitely not, then how can we grow?  Iron sharpeneth iron, so you can learn from what I go through so you don’t have to pass that way and vice versa.  But if we all live as though we are perfect then we are left stagnate in a false glorification of ourselves that prohibits our growth into Christ-likeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; However, the problem I’ve found with this is that when one takes a risk, becomes vulnerable in transparency, others, even within the body of Christ, point fingers, starts rumors, or even ostracize the one trying to be transparent, saying “ooh, I knew she was a sinner,” or “I knew he wasn’t any good.” And instead of praising God for His restorative power, they chalk him/her up as unworthy to be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There’s also the struggle of, at least for me, how much to share and how candid to be?  Because I do believe that there are some things that might be better off left within the confines of one’s inner circle of trusted family and friends. Sad, but true, there are some you can’t trust your deepest personal truths with.  So wisdom is definitely needed.  For me, in writing this book, I definitely struggled and had to pray about it because it is so transparent.  I felt it needed to be in order to help others more fully grasp the power of God.  But it was not only my vulnerability I was risking, it was mine and my family’s as well, and I had to be very careful about that.  During the writing process we had conversations about this, especially with my husband, and they too had to find a place of comfort within themselves for me to be able to share our story.  I commend them for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I can stay up on this soapbox forever, but I won’t.  I’ll just say, yes, I believe that as ministers we have the responsibility of authenticity, yet we must be wise and prudent in the doing of it because we live in an imperfect world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Thank you for sharing with us today, tell us where we can purchase “The Sweetness of a Bitter Cup"?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stephanie Elzy: There are two ways you can purchase the book:&lt;br /&gt;www.Amazon.com (and once you’ve read it, I’d love to hear your feedback, so leave your feedback there on my Amazon book page.)&lt;br /&gt;Contact me via shellzy34@yahoo.com requesting a copy of the book and I’ll send an autographed copy at the price of $10.&lt;br /&gt;My website is under construction and should be going up any day now.  But in the meantime, if you contact me via email, I can get the book shipped out to you right away.  And for anyone who allows me permission to contact him/her via email in return, I would love to send out an e-announcement once the site is launched. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I may say one other thing, presently I do host a social site for Former Pastor’s Wives.  It’s a place of encouragement and fellowship for those who find themselves no longer a “pastor’s wife.”  Whether it is due to the death of a pastoral spouse, divorce, or change of a pastoral spouse’s vocation, this site is for you. It can be found at http://lllministries.proboards.com/index.cgi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Complete this sentence I am blessed because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stephanie Elzy: God loves me unconditionally, and because of that He has given me a wonderful family who loves and supports me, He continually provides my every need, and He’s always there, no matter what I’m going through.  I am blessed because I’m God’s child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Once again I would like to thank author Stephanie Elzy for this compelling interview. “The Sweetness of a Bitter Cup: A Journey of a Pastor’s Wife” Is a must read. It is an authentic and amazing account of the demonstration of our Heavenly Father’s amazing grace and love throughout one’s life’s journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-2818486972124013576?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/2818486972124013576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=2818486972124013576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/2818486972124013576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/2818486972124013576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2009/10/authors-chat-with-stephanie-elzy-author.html' title='Author&apos;s Chat with Stephanie Elzy author of “The Sweetness of a Bitter Cup: Journey of a Pastor’s Wife”'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SsSowqyS5-I/AAAAAAAAAX8/zUvrGGu-Ass/s72-c/New+Imagestephy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-943818411983585945</id><published>2009-08-02T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T08:51:08.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Author's Chat with Author Gina Conroy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SnYTthIEnGI/AAAAAAAAAWE/RWjUGs_7PWA/s1600-h/primaryGina+Conroy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SnYTthIEnGI/AAAAAAAAAWE/RWjUGs_7PWA/s400/primaryGina+Conroy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365497678765792354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gina Conroy is an ordinary mom, serving an extraordinary God. She is learning and growing in her faith, parenting, and writing (among other things) while she home schools two out of four high-spirited children. She is the founder of Writer...Interrupted , the Writer...Interrupted Community, and she blogs about her triumphs and failures at balancing life at Portrait of a Writer...Interrupted.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;em&gt;Welcome to Inspiration Today where are you from?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gina Conroy:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Thank you for having me. I grew up in New York, but moved to the Midwest for college, got married and stayed. It's hard to believe I've been here over 20 years now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camille:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;I have to tell you that I absolutely love the title of your book, “Anytime Prayers for Everyday Moms”. I truly believe in having a connection with our Heavenly Father throughout the entire day. But… how does a mother who has a plethora of responsibilities even attempt to stay prayerful throughout the day?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gina Conroy: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you. I was glad to be a part of the project. I wish I had an easy answer. For me, long devotion times were never something that worked in my life. Even when I managed to get up really early in the morning (on those rare occasions) my mind could only focus so much before the day's responsibilities crept in to crowd my thoughts. But what does work for me is little snippets of prayer throughout the day. Before I'm even fully awake, I thank God for my family and life and whatever comes to my mind. Sometimes I read a short devotion, or write one. Then throughout the day I try to pray. It's nothing formal, and sometimes it's a prayer of desperation or gratitude to God, but it's still prayer. Many of them like the ones found in my book.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camille: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Why is prayer so essential to a mother’s life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gina Conroy:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Prayer helps put my life and my mothering back in focus and helps me react in a positive way toward my children. When everything around me is spinning out of control and I feel myself "losing it," prayer helps me do and say the right thing to my children. I wish prayer was my first reaction to things, but that's not always the case. Thankfully, though as I get older and I'm more experienced in this mothering thing, I'm able to ask God for guidance throughout the day instead of relying on my own parenting skills or lack of parenting skills! &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camille:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Are experiences in your book based on someone you know, or events in your own life?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gina Conroy:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"Anytime Prayers for Everyday Moms" was a work for hire project which means I was asked to write about thirty prayers in the book (pages 74-134.) The most amazing thing about the prayers I was given is that almost all of them were things I was already dealing with in my own parenting. The prayers were so easy to write because they came straight from the heart. God truly blessed me by giving me such an easy assignment and I think the prayers are able to touch others because they were so authentic in my own life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camille:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;What are your current projects?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gina Conroy:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Currently I'm working on my fiction career. I've finished two inspirational mysteries and my agent, who signed me last year, is shopping them around. I'm truly blessed to have someone who really believes in me and my writing and is working hard to get my stories published.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camille: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gina Conroy:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Balancing life...Mothering, homeschooling, and this fall I'll be teaching two writing classes, is the hardest part of writing. It's taken me about five years to finally get to the place where I think my priorities are almost in order. It's not an easy task writing with kids, but I know it's possible. I started a group blog several years ago at http://writerinterrupted.com to try and figure out how so many writing moms are successful at writing and raising kids. I've learned so much over the years and it's been a great source of encouragement. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camille:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Do you have any advice for writers? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gina Conroy:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Find others writers who understand why you write. Encourage one another and never give up. Writing is a lonely profession. It's much more fun when journeyed with friends! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camile: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Thank you for sharing with us today, tell us where we can purchase “Anytime Prayers for Everyday Moms"?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gina Conroy:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You can buy my book on Amazon.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.amazon.com/Anytime-Prayers-Everyday-Moms-Author/dp/0446579351/ref=sr_11_1/102-5715084-2210561)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camille:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt; Complete this sentence I am blessed because….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gina Conroy:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;God's love for me is unconditional and even if I mess up as a mom, God can still grab a hold of my children's hearts and clean up the mess I made! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camille:&lt;/strong&gt; I would like to thank author Gina Conroy for sharing with us today. Mothers who desire to have a harmonious, Christian home should utilize "Anytime Prayers for Everyday Moms". The prayers featured in the book will encourage and give mother's a guideline on how to remain prayerful throughout the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the next Author's Chat...Peace and Blessings Camille Kleidysz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-943818411983585945?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/943818411983585945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=943818411983585945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/943818411983585945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/943818411983585945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2009/08/authors-chat-with-author-gina-conroy.html' title='Author&apos;s Chat with Author Gina Conroy'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SnYTthIEnGI/AAAAAAAAAWE/RWjUGs_7PWA/s72-c/primaryGina+Conroy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-8042394857637996186</id><published>2009-07-05T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T14:01:24.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiritual Eyes: LIfe Odyssey Series Volume I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SlF3np8-GcI/AAAAAAAAARA/TFe604zo-dw/s1600-h/new2%5B2%5D+trailer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SlF3np8-GcI/AAAAAAAAARA/TFe604zo-dw/s320/new2%5B2%5D+trailer.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355192955080415682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spiritual Eyes: Life Odyssey Series Volume I is the first installment of inspirational novellas exploring the spiritual core of the human condition.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Throughout &lt;/strong&gt;our lives journey we come in contact with different people. And based on the way they look or their actions, it becomes easy to pass judgments. At times, the assumptions we make about others can be justified based on they way they have treated people. However, there are people who are genuinely hurting and are desperately seeking internal peace. Behind all the ugliness one may portray; there is always a reason why a person finds themselves in an unfortunate life circumstance. Everyone has a story. And at the appointed time, there comes a moment when it is appropriate to cease the opportunity, to stop and listen to someone’s personal story. This is the dynamic that takes place between Kai and Roman; the main characters in Spiritual Eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spiritual&lt;/strong&gt; Eyes is a captivating tale about an accomplished ballerina living in the bustling metropolis of New York City. Kai suddenly finds her self in the face of adversity when she has a life altering encounter with a man whom she despises on the happiest day of her life. Kai Valentine's chance meeting with Roman, an infamous neighborhood gangster, forces her to implement the Biblical principal of “love thy neighbor” and challenges her faith and perception of the frail human condition. Will Kai Valentine’s life ever be the same after her unexpected encounter with Roman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Excerpt From Spiritual Eyes Volume I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The air was thick and chilly with a bitter wind that slapped against Kai’s face. She scurried down the subway stairs, thankful to finally escape the cutting gust of winds. &lt;br /&gt;The thick crowds of the underground disappeared, leaving the subway station distinctly desolate. An awkward silence clung to her in the depths of the chilly underground. &lt;br /&gt;Kai could only hear the vibrant rhythm of her heeled boots beating against the cold pavement. &lt;br /&gt;She finally spotted a lone commuter standing at the end of the platform, wearing a black beret and a smooth, velvet pea coat. Kai rushed to stand next to the chic passenger, but her efforts to join the woman were quickly intercepted when the Uptown train soared into the station, thrusting an icy breeze against her cheeks. &lt;br /&gt;Kai slowly boarded the train and immediately felt uncomfortable. She was surrounded by vacant seat and longed to hear the comforting buzz of conversation. &lt;br /&gt;Kai gently leaned her head against the window and began nodding in and out of sleep until she reached the 125th Street station. A cluster of people pushed their way through the subway doors. Kai began to feel at ease and relieved to see a small crowd of people board the train. &lt;br /&gt;She slowly closed her eyes once again, when suddenly, a turbulent noise forced her sluggish eyelids to pop open. Kai immediately straightened her back and directed her gaze towards the jolting sound. &lt;br /&gt;A tall and compelling man violently thrust his arm through the doors, forcing the subway doors to suddenly snatch open. &lt;br /&gt;His dark leather coat draped freely over his statuesque frame, and a brown leather hat shaded his piercing eyes. &lt;br /&gt;He broke the unspoken rule of the city and proceeded to make eye contact with Kai. &lt;br /&gt;She immediately felt violated and strange. Kai quickly turned her head towards the window and stared intensely into the glass. &lt;br /&gt;Without looking into his eyes, she continued to feel the man’s penetrating glare; his essence felt familiar as if she once knew him. &lt;br /&gt;The train finally rolled into the 145th Street station. When Kai finally emerged from the underground, fierce winds greeted her once again, stinging her cheeks and ears. &lt;br /&gt;She continued to walk along the slushy sidewalk until she reached the corner of Amsterdam Street. &lt;br /&gt;Kai began to hear the sound of heavy footsteps following her, and she immediately began to pray. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dear God, please…please protect me…place Your hedge around me…You have always walked with me in this big city continue to walk with me now.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Miss!” The man shouted with a husky tone. Kai Valentine hastened her pace and continued to walk without turning around. Her walk suddenly turned into a slow jog. &lt;br /&gt;“Miss…please…wait, I’m not going to hurt you!” The man’s sluggish steps became rapid, and she could clearly hear him running directly behind her. Kai’s heart began leaping within her chest; she struggled to breathe. As she continued running down the sidewalk, the icy air felt as if it were choking her with each step. The man wearing the leather coat and hat finally reached Kai. &lt;br /&gt;“Excuse me, miss…I’m sorry…I’m not trying to hurt you… I promise…but don’t you know Roman?” Kai’s steps became frozen, and her heart continued to beat frantically. She felt excited to hear the mention of Roman’s name, yet scared to admit that she knew of Roman. This man was a stranger to Kai, and she knew that if she revealed anything about Roman to the wrong person, her carelessness could lead to severe consequences. Kai remained silent. &lt;br /&gt;“He wants you to have this.” The cryptic man shoved a thin, sealed envelope in Kai’s hand and immediately slipped away into the darkness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © May (2009) Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spiritual Eyes: Life Odyssey Series Available on Amazon July 2009!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-8042394857637996186?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/8042394857637996186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=8042394857637996186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/8042394857637996186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/8042394857637996186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2009/07/spiriutal-eyes-life-odyssey-series.html' title='Spiritual Eyes: LIfe Odyssey Series Volume I'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SlF3np8-GcI/AAAAAAAAARA/TFe604zo-dw/s72-c/new2%5B2%5D+trailer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-8252319627405695649</id><published>2009-06-11T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T06:15:28.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Genocide of the 21st Century</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SjEDVNhZgEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/tBn7waqYN2I/s1600-h/j0402579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SjEDVNhZgEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/tBn7waqYN2I/s320/j0402579.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346057895607369794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please join me in prayer to stop to the first genocide of the 21st century. The UN does not have an exact estimation on how many people have been slain; however, they estimate that 450,000 innocent lives have been slaughtered by the Arab Janjaweed- a Sudanese militia group, simply because their skin is dark. The Sudanese people are our brothers and sisters. Their bloodshed is no less than ours. Do not allow your prayer time to neglect our brothers and sisters in Darfur, Sudan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-8252319627405695649?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/8252319627405695649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=8252319627405695649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/8252319627405695649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/8252319627405695649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-genocide-of-21st-century.html' title='The First Genocide of the 21st Century'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SjEDVNhZgEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/tBn7waqYN2I/s72-c/j0402579.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-6494672628056000515</id><published>2009-05-03T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T15:27:12.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear Not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/Sf6DGABgjCI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bEhkFNUGUA0/s1600-h/j0178787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/Sf6DGABgjCI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bEhkFNUGUA0/s320/j0178787.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331843147962027042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swine&lt;/strong&gt; Flu, natural disasters, the economy, wars, and unemployment. Stop! I want to get off this turbulent ride called life. The never ending battle of our existence seems unbearable at times. And those of us who are seeking a higher power other than ourselves become perplexed and ask the question. "Where is God in all of this?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There&lt;/strong&gt; was another person in the Bible who asked the very same question we ask today. It was a man that God himself called a "man after his own heart" (Acts 13:22).&lt;br /&gt;How could a person who God proclaimed a man after his own heart question God's presence in his life? Because David experienced various trials in his life like most of us undergo today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During &lt;/strong&gt;King David's rule over Israel He experienced battles against his kingdom, a dysfunctional family, adultery, murder, and rejection. And it was through the lonely moments of affliction when David began to question. God I love you. I serve you. Why are you allowing this to happen to me? Are you still listening and seeing the suffering that is taking place here on this earth? (Psalms 10:1-11).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This&lt;/strong&gt; is why Psalms is my favorite book of the Bible. The Book of Psalms is the poetic display of the human condition. In life we experience peeks and valleys. When we encounter trials in our lives, and are unable to find glimmers of hope, we begin to question God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Throughout&lt;/strong&gt; Psalms David's poetic prayers to God openly express his love for God, his joy, disappointments, fears, and his deep emotional pain. But throughout his life's journey David knew that his protection and strength always came from his Heavenly King regardless of what was unfolding around him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During&lt;/strong&gt; these times of fear and uncertainty there are two passages in the book of Psalms that should become embedded in your spirit and soul. The following passages I am going to share with you are words of healing and encouragement to a troubled mind and soul. And when these passages are repeated they will give you hope, strength, and encouragement to persevere through your life's journey. The following scriptures apply to those who acknowledge God and call on His name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 23rd Psalms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want.&lt;br /&gt;He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:&lt;br /&gt;He leadeth me beside the still waters.&lt;br /&gt;He restoreth my soul:&lt;br /&gt;He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name' sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,&lt;br /&gt;I will fear no evil: For thou art with me;&lt;br /&gt;Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies;&lt;br /&gt;Thou annointest my head with oil; My cup runneth over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life,&lt;br /&gt;and I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalms 91&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High&lt;br /&gt;will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;2 I will say [1] to the Lord, “My refuge and my fortress,&lt;br /&gt;my God, in whom I trust.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 For he will deliver you from the snare of the fowler&lt;br /&gt;and from the deadly pestilence.&lt;br /&gt;4 He will cover you with his pinions,&lt;br /&gt;and under his wings you will find refuge;&lt;br /&gt;his faithfulness is a shield and buckler.&lt;br /&gt;5 You will not fear the terror of the night,&lt;br /&gt;nor the arrow that flies by day,&lt;br /&gt;6 nor the pestilence that stalks in darkness,&lt;br /&gt;nor the destruction that wastes at noonday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 A thousand may fall at your side,&lt;br /&gt;ten thousand at your right hand,&lt;br /&gt;but it will not come near you.&lt;br /&gt;8 You will only look with your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and see the recompense of the wicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Because you have made the Lord your dwelling place—&lt;br /&gt;the Most High, who is my refuge [2]—&lt;br /&gt;10 no evil shall be allowed to befall you,&lt;br /&gt;no plague come near your tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 For he will command his angels concerning you&lt;br /&gt;to guard you in all your ways.&lt;br /&gt;12 On their hands they will bear you up,&lt;br /&gt;lest you strike your foot against a stone.&lt;br /&gt;13 You will tread on the lion and the adder;&lt;br /&gt;the young lion and the serpent you will trample underfoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 “Because he holds fast to me in love, I will deliver him;&lt;br /&gt;I will protect him, because he knows my name.&lt;br /&gt;15 When he calls to me, I will answer him;&lt;br /&gt;I will be with him in trouble;&lt;br /&gt;I will rescue him and honor him.&lt;br /&gt;16 With long life I will satisfy him&lt;br /&gt;and show him my salvation.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-6494672628056000515?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/6494672628056000515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=6494672628056000515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/6494672628056000515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/6494672628056000515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2009/05/fear-not.html' title='Fear Not'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/Sf6DGABgjCI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bEhkFNUGUA0/s72-c/j0178787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-2537893554994522991</id><published>2009-04-26T13:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:13:50.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;OBJECT classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/get/flashplayer/current/swflash.cab" id="Player_befb97a2-5aa4-43ec-b03a-9df4dbdcfb53"  WIDTH="600px" HEIGHT="200px"&gt; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SfTBI0zuOkI/AAAAAAAAAOg/aRh9pRoeI8Y/s320/j0400952.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329096616444836418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God’s Holding Pattern&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Several&lt;/strong&gt; years ago I was on a flight to my favorite city in the world, New York City. I was really craving the electric energy of that great metropolis. As the plane was almost set to land the pilot announced that we would have to continue to circle in the air because apparently it was not safe to land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; was upset! The pilot was messing with my plans I have people waiting for me! There’s no turbulence I just see some clouds what’s the problem.” So I slumped in the seat like a spoiled child. Not giving complete thought to the danger of landing within my timetable. Instead I became very shallow thinking of getting off the plane to see my friends, return to my favorite shops, and not to mention taste my favorite foods that you could only get in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At&lt;/strong&gt; times our lives appear to be in a holding pattern. We’ve made plans and goals for ourselves and our families that just seem to become stagnant. It seems that what ever we try to do our plans do not progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waiting&lt;/strong&gt; is not easy. Recently I have had two of my plans come into fruition. The dreams that finally sprung to life; I had been waiting on for quite some time. And my goals manifested themselves in such a way that I am in total awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking&lt;/strong&gt; back in retrospect I understand now that if my plans had come to my life sooner it would have disrupted my life in a way that would have been a complete disaster. However, at the time I was unable to see the possible negative outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be &lt;/strong&gt;careful not to begrudge your Heavenly Father for ordering your steps to your goals and dreams at His appointed time. His timing is always best. He’s able to see the future when we cannot. His divine timeline keeps us from falling into the unnecessary traps of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s &lt;/strong&gt;okay to wait with Him, because He longs to give us the desires of our hearts. And always remember that He also believes in your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 27:13, 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still confident of this: I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-2793217454579441555?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/2793217454579441555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=2793217454579441555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/2793217454579441555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/2793217454579441555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2009/04/gods-holding-pattern.html' title='God&apos;s Holding Pattern'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SfTBI0zuOkI/AAAAAAAAAOg/aRh9pRoeI8Y/s72-c/j0400952.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-869525721684829769</id><published>2009-03-08T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:15:01.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;OBJECT classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/get/flashplayer/current/swflash.cab" id="Player_befb97a2-5aa4-43ec-b03a-9df4dbdcfb53"  WIDTH="600px" HEIGHT="200px"&gt; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SbQmiC-_CYI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8oW7dJCQnuw/s320/j0400256.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310912226935114114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encouragement is essential to our very existence. I’m sure we can recall the popular childhood saying. "Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me."I couldn't disagree with this statement more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words are extremely powerful. A stinging blow to your skin will leave a bruise that last for days. But venomous words that are lodged into your soul and spirit can last for a life time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poisonous words that were hissed and screamed to us as children from our parents or peers; reverberate throughout our psyche during our life’s journey. The words that were so freely hurled at us begin to create a great void within our souls that helps nurture the ugly wounds of insecurity. Leaving many to question what is my purpose and true destiny on this earth? Am I really good enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quest to seek our authentic selves begins with many of us grasping in the darkness for something authentic and tangible to direct us to our true identity. Many of us stumble along the way trying to find solace in items that only place a band aid on our external.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosmetic surgery, a new car, new wardrobe, a fancy condo, a mcmansion, wild sexual escapades, the latest technical gadget, drugs, or alcohol cannot repair a marred soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A disfigured soul and spirit can only mend through the divine reunion with our Creator and Heavenly Father. And He will meet you right where you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His presence he can begin to dispel the lies and negative words that have been spoken over many of us throughout our life time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would open your heart and mind you can begin to allow God to repair your heart, soul, and spirit. And He will bestow a new identity and divine destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fearfully and wonderfully made. Your Creator had a plan for you on this earth while you were still in your mother’s womb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I discovered this great truth; I immediately became excited about my life. I have a purpose and a divine destiny that is designed just for me. And I’m careful to encourage those who are around me because they too, have a majestic plan designed especially for their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can choose to use words that can shred a person apart, or you can purpose in your heart to use words to uplift and build one to their divine potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 3:13&lt;br /&gt;But encourage one another daily, as long as it is called Today, so that none of you may be hardened by sins deceitfulness. &lt;br /&gt;Posted by Camille Kleidysz at 8:10 PM 0 comments &lt;br /&gt;Newer Posts Older Posts Home &lt;br /&gt;Subscribe to: Posts (Atom) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-5325589601889883765?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/5325589601889883765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=5325589601889883765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/5325589601889883765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/5325589601889883765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2009/03/art-of-encouragement.html' title='The Art of Encouragement'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SbQmiC-_CYI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8oW7dJCQnuw/s72-c/j0400256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-8742815893953487223</id><published>2009-02-22T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T16:11:03.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Know Your Value</title><content type='html'>&lt;OBJECT classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/get/flashplayer/current/swflash.cab" id="Player_1cbccf84-663e-4284-8242-e0b332045885"  WIDTH="600px" HEIGHT="200px"&gt; &lt;PARAM NAME="movie" VALUE="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?ServiceVersion=20070822&amp;MarketPlace=US&amp;ID=V20070822%2FUS%2Fnazheicaf-20%2F8010%2F1cbccf84-663e-4284-8242-e0b332045885&amp;Operation=GetDisplayTemplate"&gt;&lt;PARAM NAME="quality" VALUE="high"&gt;&lt;PARAM NAME="bgcolor" VALUE="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;PARAM NAME="allowscriptaccess" VALUE="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?ServiceVersion=20070822&amp;MarketPlace=US&amp;ID=V20070822%2FUS%2Fnazheicaf-20%2F8010%2F1cbccf84-663e-4284-8242-e0b332045885&amp;Operation=GetDisplayTemplate" id="Player_1cbccf84-663e-4284-8242-e0b332045885" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="Player_1cbccf84-663e-4284-8242-e0b332045885" allowscriptaccess="always"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" height="200px" width="600px"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/OBJECT&gt; &lt;NOSCRIPT&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?ServiceVersion=20070822&amp;MarketPlace=US&amp;ID=V20070822%2FUS%2Fnazheicaf-20%2F8010%2F1cbccf84-663e-4284-8242-e0b332045885&amp;Operation=NoScript"&gt;Amazon.com Widgets&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/NOSCRIPT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SaHAZUCeiMI/AAAAAAAAAOA/DGSOabcPmdM/s1600-h/j0414100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SaHAZUCeiMI/AAAAAAAAAOA/DGSOabcPmdM/s400/j0414100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305733377127516354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Understanding that we are all invaluable in our own unique way, is a personal concept that becomes a part of an introspective process and can be discovered during our personal life's journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who we surround ourselves with can mean the difference between success and failure. Make it your priority to invest your time with people who encourage and nourish your individual gifts and talents. If you are around individuals who constantly speak negativity into your life and dreams, this is a clear sign that it is time to find a new support system. Your support system should consist of people who inspire you to greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guarding your heart and mind is also your key to opening the door to success and your divine destiny. Do not allow yourself to be used, abused, discounted, and disregarded. Become vigilant when guarding your personal environment. This will protect you against those who seek to rob you of your self-confidence and vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you know your value, you understand that your time is precious. It cannot be wasted because each minute that passes away reveals the path and plan that your Heavenly Father has uniquely designed for your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing your value means that you have learned priceless life lessons from your mistakes of the past. Although, you may bare the scars from your past, you now have a certainty that you may be bruised but you are not broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day you spend with your Heavenly King you will begin to know and understand just how valuable you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord says, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will guide you along the best pathway for your life. I will advise you and watch over you."&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 32:8 NLT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-8742815893953487223?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/8742815893953487223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=8742815893953487223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/8742815893953487223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/8742815893953487223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2009/02/know-your-value.html' title='Know Your Value'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SaHAZUCeiMI/AAAAAAAAAOA/DGSOabcPmdM/s72-c/j0414100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-7982218691037660631</id><published>2009-02-01T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:32:10.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Seek Or To Be Sought?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SYXSG8Tj-qI/AAAAAAAAANI/fhv_KwOB714/s1600-h/j0438592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SYXSG8Tj-qI/AAAAAAAAANI/fhv_KwOB714/s400/j0438592.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297871553380481698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Seek or to be sought? Ahh...this is the question that plagues the minds of many women who are searching for a suitable mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In contemporary society women and men have definitely veered from their traditional roles from the past. For men, there was a time when a man's physical strength meant his very survival. He depended on his physical strength to work for his family,  build shelter and provide food and other necessities for his family. And a woman recognized this quality in a man and found it to be a great asset to her lively hood and marriage. There was a time when women could not survive without being married because she did not have individual social rights or access to financial independence in order to support herself and her children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those days are long gone, and now a man's physical strength has little to do with his survival in this world, nor does it have an effect on women when it becomes her time to choose a mate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now women, well, lets just all proclaim that "Sisters are doing it for themselves." women now have more financial and social freedom, and power than they have ever had in history. Women no longer need a man for their survival, and are proudly proclaiming "I Don't Need A Man" and taking a more aggressive role in "choosing" who they think should be in their lives. So I pose the question once again, in this modern society what is our role now as a women? Should we seek? or wait to be sought? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have several friends who absolutely check out on paper. They have it going on! They are beautiful, highly educated, and their bank accounts are quite plush. I have observed them and their dating trends. Some of them have recently married, some have chose to stay single because they are having the time of their lives, and the others are still waiting for Mr. Right. There is a common theme that I noticed with the ones who have recently been married. They all have said, "I didn't see it coming." "I wasn't even looking for anything like that right now" or "I didn't even have any makeup on, I wasn't even dressed the way I wanted to." And before I knew it my friends had fallen in love and I'm sitting at a wedding reception with tears of joy streaming down my face watching them take their first dance with their grooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friends that are now married, also were women who had a strong identity and a purpose for their lives. They were busy working on their careers, as well as their individual passions. Some of them had different passions for charities and foundations, church ministries, children, some just simply focused on their simple hobbies and favorite past time. And before they knew it a man came out of no where and found them, when they were busy doing the things that made them feel the most happy and fulfilled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other friends who were seeking mates constructed their identity through the eyes of a man. They allowed the different men who came into their lives to define them. They also gave the man sole possession of their time. They neglected their divine purpose and gifts to spend their time trying to keep the man in their lives for fear of loneliness. They were unaware of their self worth and their unique beauty that all women have. Whether a woman is short, chubby , tall, or slender. When a woman has an authentic, unique personal style, and confidence. Watch out! She immediately becomes fabulous and no one can take away her unique allure, regardless of what society dictates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As women it is ultimately your choice whether you choose to seek or to be sought. But realize that when it comes to a man's desires they really are not as complex as we want to believe. A man either wants you or he doesn't. There is no gray area when it comes to a man's pursuit of a woman. A man knows what he wants and he'll do anything to conquer his desire. Ladies when a man loves a woman you will know it. There is nothing that will stop him from gaining your affection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Seek Or To Be Sought? Throughout time and experiences only you will truly know the answer to this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author- Camille Kleidysz&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 30:18-19 &lt;br /&gt;There are three things that amaze me— &lt;br /&gt;no, four things that I don’t understand: &lt;br /&gt;how an eagle glides through the sky, &lt;br /&gt;how a snake slithers on a rock, &lt;br /&gt;how a ship navigates the ocean, &lt;br /&gt;how a man loves a woman. (NLT)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-7982218691037660631?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/7982218691037660631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=7982218691037660631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/7982218691037660631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/7982218691037660631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-seek-or-to-be-sought.html' title='To Seek Or To Be Sought?'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SYXSG8Tj-qI/AAAAAAAAANI/fhv_KwOB714/s72-c/j0438592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-7688053815437190893</id><published>2009-01-06T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T17:46:17.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SWQJFqz68BI/AAAAAAAAAM4/tR5E27Ggnig/s1600-h/j0289904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SWQJFqz68BI/AAAAAAAAAM4/tR5E27Ggnig/s400/j0289904.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288361855435862034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Year’s Resolutions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; didn’t make a New Year’s resolution this year. I recalled all of the resolutions I would proudly proclaim on December 31st, only to be broken within three weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;This &lt;/strong&gt;year instead of talking about what I’m going to do I decided to put my words into action. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;In &lt;/strong&gt;2008 I failed to complete my third book. The second installment for the Nazareth Heights series is still in progress.  Instead of proclaiming a lofty goal for my third book I just began to write. I did not set a particular time frame for my writing schedule; some days I may write for ten minutes and other days my writing schedule could last for two hours and beyond. If I remain consistent with my personal goal for 2009 I am guaranteed to see a successful end result in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many&lt;/strong&gt; have set personal agendas for 2009. Our objectives may result in us taking just short, baby steps toward completely our annual task. If we just begin with the first step, 2010 will surely reveal the fruits of our labor in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 14:23&lt;br /&gt;All hard work brings a profit, but mere talk leads only to poverty.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-7688053815437190893?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/7688053815437190893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=7688053815437190893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/7688053815437190893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/7688053815437190893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-resolutions.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolutions'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SWQJFqz68BI/AAAAAAAAAM4/tR5E27Ggnig/s72-c/j0289904.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-7767580555436304135</id><published>2009-01-06T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:42:01.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Makeover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SWP5d9w5zxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MNz0HAv-L7Y/s1600-h/j0430872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SWP5d9w5zxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MNz0HAv-L7Y/s400/j0430872.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288344680654294802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW YEAR’S MAKEOVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In &lt;/strong&gt;2009 I felt that I was in need of a serious makeover. But not the typical makeover of the external, (of course there’s always room for improvement in that area). But a makeover and refreshing of the internal man. My mind, heart, and soul are in need of a bit of a nip and tuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When&lt;/strong&gt; we look through the beauty magazines external beauty is in display in abundance. Beauty magazines offer us advice and products to guide us towards making us the most beautiful person we can possibly become. However, if our soul, mind, and body are not properly aligned with our Creator, we become just another pretty face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have &lt;/strong&gt;you ever had the opportunity to be in the presence of someone who has a solid divine identity? Everything about them radiates and shines, and it seems as if they are illuminating the entire room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This&lt;/strong&gt; person is certain of their Heavenly gifts, purpose, and their unique position in the universe. They are not concerned about the trends of this world, because they know that worldly trends are frail and finite, and they understand who they are and whom they belong to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They&lt;/strong&gt; may or may not be what society deems as “beautiful” and, yet, being around them is captivating because they radiate a divine glow that makes them absolutely stunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This&lt;/strong&gt; type of beauty is the Heavenly peace and blessings that only comes from God. There is no cosmetic company in the world that can bottle this special formula for genuine beauty of the mind, heart, soul, and spirit. This type of allure is easily achieved by having a daily walk and relationship with your Heavenly Father. This is a divine beauty that does not fade throughout time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 31:30 (New International Version) Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-7767580555436304135?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/7767580555436304135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=7767580555436304135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/7767580555436304135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/7767580555436304135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-makeover.html' title='New Year&apos;s Makeover'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SWP5d9w5zxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MNz0HAv-L7Y/s72-c/j0430872.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-9083290946136456011</id><published>2008-12-07T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T14:11:04.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ti's The Season To be Jolly?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/STxD_lRPLSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/NnZskADoVvU/s1600-h/j0408996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277167622986607906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/STxD_lRPLSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/NnZskADoVvU/s400/j0408996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ti's &lt;/strong&gt;The Season To Be Jolly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ti's&lt;/strong&gt; the season to be seemingly jolly. It is true, the Christmas season is supposed to be one of the happiest times of the year right? At least that is what all the television and radio commercials are telling us every ten minutes. And let's not forget all the cheerful Christmas music ringing throughout the mega stores, and stuffed Santa Clauses and reindeer that seem to plague us at every turn throughout the entire holiday season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But &lt;/strong&gt;underneath all the layers of mistletoe, candy canes, eggnog, and yards of colorful and animated gift wrap, unfortunately, Christmas can be the most painful time of the year. The Christmas season is at times a harrowing reminder of losing a loved one to death, divorce, incarceration, or many other tragic circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Others&lt;/strong&gt; may experience severe loneliness or depression from lack of family or feeling a disconnect from society. Let us begin to put aside all the fluffy mandates of what the Christmas season is "supposed" to mean and explore the true meaning of Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas&lt;/strong&gt; is not about receiving, it is about giving. And giving does not constitute something material. Giving means to serve others. Servitude can be demonstrated in various ways; but it is primarily sharing your God given gifts with others. We all have these Heavenly gifts within us, we just have to take time to discover what they truly are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our &lt;/strong&gt;Heavenly Father gave us the first gift of Christmas, by giving His only son in form of a beautiful baby to save a dying world. Why would God sacrifice His only son to save a dark and dying world? Because you are special, and you are loved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If &lt;/strong&gt;you have not learned a single tangible lesson in 2008, understand and know that you are unique and God has designed a purpose just for you! And no one can take this Heavenly gift away from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If &lt;/strong&gt;your Christmas looks bleak at this moment, because you are comparing your holiday expectations to society's seasonal dictations. Shake it off, and begin to celebrate your unique gifts. Share and begin to serve others; and the authentic meaning of your life and internal beauty will begin to shine forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Until Next Year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Peace and Blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acts &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.generousgiving.org/page.asp?sec=9&amp;amp;page=619#Acts20"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20:35b&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; — “The Lord Jesus himself said: ‘It is more blessed to give than to receive.’ ”&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-9083290946136456011?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/9083290946136456011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=9083290946136456011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/9083290946136456011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/9083290946136456011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/12/tis-season-to-be-jolly.html' title='Ti&apos;s The Season To be Jolly?'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/STxD_lRPLSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/NnZskADoVvU/s72-c/j0408996.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-3489565025831292632</id><published>2008-12-07T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T12:29:47.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gift That Keeps On Giving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/STwx4PXzKjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/P-6eiY6kLt8/s1600-h/j0430557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277147705640167986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/STwx4PXzKjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/P-6eiY6kLt8/s400/j0430557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Gift That Keeps On Giving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's&lt;/strong&gt; Christmas time , and many people are frantically whipping out their plastic to buy gifts for people that they may or may not even like. Some may even feel persuaded to buy their children guilt gifts; because their work schedules tear them away from the family. And many believe that gifts will make up for lost time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stop &lt;/strong&gt;what you are doing, take a deep breath, slowly exhale, and take a moment to reassess the true meaning of Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The &lt;/strong&gt;reality is that there is no gift that can replace quality time and holiday memories. A smile, hugs, baked cookies, a hot homemade meal, and your undivided attention towards your family, is truly priceless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Begin&lt;/strong&gt; to bestow the invaluable gifts to those around you, like the Fruits of The Spirit: Love, Joy, Peace, Patience,Kindness, Faithfulness, Gentleness, and Self-Control. &lt;em&gt;(Galations 5:223)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;These attributes, demonstrated through your character are the gifts that keep on giving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Until Next Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Peace and Blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;John 3:16 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;16"For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/5732419670719827808-3489565025831292632?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/3489565025831292632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=3489565025831292632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/3489565025831292632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/3489565025831292632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/12/gift-that-keeps-on-giving.html' title='The Gift That Keeps On Giving'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/STwx4PXzKjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/P-6eiY6kLt8/s72-c/j0430557.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-6117353951050929244</id><published>2008-11-16T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:42:27.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping It Real</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SSCZ-6f27QI/AAAAAAAAALo/dHsvn00eKws/s1600-h/j0438733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269380870157298946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SSCZ-6f27QI/AAAAAAAAALo/dHsvn00eKws/s320/j0438733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SSCZ-l8Rf4I/AAAAAAAAALg/9BAEHv47whU/s1600-h/j0427683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269380864639336322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SSCZ-l8Rf4I/AAAAAAAAALg/9BAEHv47whU/s320/j0427683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keeping It Real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finding&lt;/strong&gt; your authentic self can often take a lifetime; but when you can finally grasp who you truly are, it enhances your internal beauty and you begin to shine.&lt;br /&gt;Some may feel frustrated by the ideals or paradigm they feel must be followed. Years ago I felt like I was trapped and suffocating. I began to feel and act like a "cookie cutter Christian". Everyone around me was taught to project an ideal image, think the same, and pursue the same dreams and careers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; found myself withdrawing because I did not checkout on the proverbial "perfect Christian list." I was falling short and I desperately needed to spend some quality time away. Far away from all of the crowds and lofty expectations, to simply ask God "what do You want and need from me?" Do you really want me to loose what makes me different to be accepted by You?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;was amazed and relieved to discover through my life's journey that all my Heavenly Father required of me was my heart, and for me to dedicate my gifts, and talents to Him. Contrary to popular belief He does not hold us on a string from the heavens and control us like puppets. He gives us each a choice, different personalities, with unique gifts and talents that He wants us to fulfill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every&lt;/strong&gt; since the day I discovered that God does not seek to strip me of my identity, and truly sees our hearts, and deals with all of us specifically according to our needs; my spiritual journey has been liberating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Peace and Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jeremiah 29:11 "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://christianity.about.com/od/faqhelpdesk/p/newinternationa.htm"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/5732419670719827808-6117353951050929244?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/6117353951050929244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=6117353951050929244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/6117353951050929244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/6117353951050929244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/11/keeping-it-real.html' title='Keeping It Real'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SSCZ-6f27QI/AAAAAAAAALo/dHsvn00eKws/s72-c/j0438733.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-4743350870424315776</id><published>2008-11-16T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:36:59.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Choice To Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SSBoVj-NF-I/AAAAAAAAALI/ow-x24dVsSo/s1600-h/j0402638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269326283666167778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SSBoVj-NF-I/AAAAAAAAALI/ow-x24dVsSo/s320/j0402638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Choice To Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; is not a feeling; overtime it becomes a choice. I am aware that this statement destroys the whole romantic notions of what love is "supposed" to be, and to all of the die hard romantics, I do apologize for bursting your whimsical and enchanting bubble, but allow me to share the truth about authentic love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here&lt;/strong&gt; is a secret that most married couples are not brave enough to share, because they feel the need to present a facade of perfection. But the truth people.....Are you ready???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; will not always feel like loving. There I said it.....But in spite of your feelings, you will continue to love. How? Through the beautiful example of love that are Heavenly Father has shared with us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Check out this amazing scripture in 1 Corinthians 13:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wow........this is the real deal! This is what love is all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So even throughout our daily, mundane moments of life there will be moments of romance. And those moments are so very sweet and precious; but do not allow those fleeting cherished moments to become the sole reason for loving a person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Seek a spiritual connection with your spouse. A kinship that goes beyond the flesh and earthly desires, and your bond will become infallible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Peace and Blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song of Solomon 8:7&lt;/strong&gt; Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot wash it away. If one were to give all the wealth of his house for love, it would be utterly scorned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://christianity.about.com/od/faqhelpdesk/p/newinternationa.htm"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/5732419670719827808-4743350870424315776?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/4743350870424315776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=4743350870424315776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/4743350870424315776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/4743350870424315776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/11/choice-to-love.html' title='The Choice To Love'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SSBoVj-NF-I/AAAAAAAAALI/ow-x24dVsSo/s72-c/j0402638.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-2455143795028137105</id><published>2008-10-16T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:39:36.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Okay Ask Him!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SPgP4Vn7aiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/9_CbCwiOdME/s1600-h/j0430489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257970025506761250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SPgP4Vn7aiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/9_CbCwiOdME/s320/j0430489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some&lt;/strong&gt; of us may be unclear about the extraordinary power of prayer. Prayers are your direct line to the heavens, and the designated time when you can become completely transparent before your Heavenly King; without the fear of rejection or judgement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Within&lt;/strong&gt; this designated time of communication with your Heavenly Father, you are able to present the desires of your heart, concerns, needs, confessions and praises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lately&lt;/strong&gt;, I have had the opportunity to listen to other people's perception of prayer time. Some may feel hesitant to take their every need to God in prayer. Some believers still feel too unworthy to ask God for their deepest desires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's&lt;/strong&gt; okay to ask and share even the most simple need. He really does care about the missing button that fell off your garment, when you desperately need to find it (I'm a witness!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My Heavenly Father has truly stepped in and helped me with my chaotic life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He &lt;/strong&gt;searches your mind and heart. He knows and understands. God is just waiting for us to present our request to Him. So remember, don't be ashamed, it's okay to ask Him. Your Heavenly Father is waiting and listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Peace and Blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus" (Philippians 4:6-7). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5732419670719827808-2455143795028137105?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/2455143795028137105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=2455143795028137105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/2455143795028137105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/2455143795028137105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-okay-ask-him.html' title='It&apos;s Okay Ask Him!'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SPgP4Vn7aiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/9_CbCwiOdME/s72-c/j0430489.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-444810764999310555</id><published>2008-10-01T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:41:19.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Your Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOO0ryDGqiI/AAAAAAAAAH0/jfuNyTe2teY/s1600-h/j0409766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252240254706297378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOO0ryDGqiI/AAAAAAAAAH0/jfuNyTe2teY/s320/j0409766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOO0sBcLO6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/0ir5d_A1iM4/s1600-h/j0409692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252240258837986210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOO0sBcLO6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/0ir5d_A1iM4/s320/j0409692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Count Your Blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes&lt;/strong&gt;...I know. We have all heard of the trite cliche' called "counting your blessings." Only it's not just a trite cliche'. It is a phrase that offers tangible, sound advice that has become relevant to our present day struggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I t&lt;/strong&gt; becomes very easy to compare ourselves to those who are seemingly higher on the success ladder than ourselves. When we fall into the trap of insecurity; we immediately develop feelings of inadequacy and failure. Most of us fail to see the many blessings within our own lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Discovering&lt;/strong&gt; our blessings can be easily accomplished when we take our eyes off of ourselves, and begin to serve those who are less fortunate than us. And only at the place of servitude, can we clearly see the array of blessings that our Heavenly Father has bestowed in each of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take&lt;/strong&gt; the time to listen to someone less fortunate than yourself. You will find that everyone has a compelling life story. You will become richly blessed and inspired by a person's personal testimony of how they have prevailed through the heartache and tragedy that once plagued their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ask &lt;/strong&gt;God to be the lifter of your head, and to give you His peace and happiness, because you are truly blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isaiah 58:9b-11a (TEV) If you put an end to oppression, to every gesture of contempt, and to every evil word; if you give food to the hungry and satisfy those who are in need, then the darkness around you will turn to the brightness of noon. And I will always guide you and satisfy you with good things. I will keep you strong and well. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5732419670719827808-444810764999310555?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/444810764999310555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=444810764999310555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/444810764999310555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/444810764999310555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/10/count-your-blessings.html' title='Count Your Blessings'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOO0ryDGqiI/AAAAAAAAAH0/jfuNyTe2teY/s72-c/j0409766.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-5385488312452421304</id><published>2008-09-17T14:43:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:44:46.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiritual Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SNGsM41BuRI/AAAAAAAAACg/irDVY6_iHVA/s1600-h/bookcover%5B2%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247164378276542738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SNGsM41BuRI/AAAAAAAAACg/irDVY6_iHVA/s200/bookcover%5B2%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; am thrilled to introduce the first installment, of a series of inspirational novellas entitled “Spiritual Eyes”. The inspirational novellas are narratives that explore the spiritual core of the human condition. There is a time, in all of our lives when we come face to face with our “spiritual man.” At this stage in our journey we begin to ask the poignant questions about our existence. Like… who am I? Why am here? What is my purpose or divine destiny? These are the questions that have been the inspiration for the plot and themes of the inspirational novella series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Spiritual Eyes”&lt;/strong&gt; took three years to write, compared to my debut novel, Nazareth Heights; which only took one year and six months to complete. And I must say, my heavenly Father would not allow me to release this story until I understood the complexity, and full meaning of this simple, yet intense tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So&lt;/strong&gt;, at last, the book that was stuck in my computer for three long years has finally sprung to life. And I am thankful, yet again, to my creative director, my heavenly Father, for the privilege for allowing me to become the author of one of His stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Synopsis for “Spiritual Eyes”:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spiritual Eyes&lt;/strong&gt; is a captivating tale about an accomplished ballerina living in the bustling metropolis of New York City. Kai suddenly finds her self in the face of adversity when she has a life altering encounter with a man whom she despises on the happiest day of her life. Kai Valentine's chance meeting with Roman, an infamous neighborhood gangster, forces her to implement the Biblical principal of “love thy neighbor” and challenges her faith and perception of the frail human condition. Will Kai Valentine’s life ever be the same after her unexpected encounter with Roman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Author’s Notes from “Spiritual Eyes”:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spiritual Eyes&lt;/strong&gt; is the first narrative in a series of inspirational novellas exploring the spiritual core of the human condition.As contemporary Christians it can become quite challenging to reside in a society that perpetually contradicts the principles of Jesus Christ. And apply His message to our daily lives; while sharing His love with those within our surroundings.Jesus did not limit His message to the confines of the synagogue. He revealed His beautiful gift of love and redemption to the masses.While ministering in various unconventional settings, Jesus received harsh criticism for associating with the dubious characters of society. And yet, he continued to graciously bestow healing to those who were possessed by evil spirits, the crippled and maimed, the broken in spirit, and those laden with disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With &lt;/strong&gt;great authenticity and sincerity Jesus revealed His plan for eternal life and refuge from a world filled with darkness and despair. As a result, Jesus’ message became tangible and relevant to the daily lives of His followers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The &lt;/strong&gt;main character in Spiritual Eyes is suddenly confronted with the unexpected challenge of applying the Biblical principal of “Love thy neighbor” with someone she despises.Many of us are presented with similar dilemmas within our own life’s journey.Our neighbor may be the annoying tenant in our apartment building, our colleagues, classmates, a member in our church congregation, or someone within our own family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our &lt;/strong&gt;Heavenly Father has described us as the salt and light of the world. (Matthew 5:13, 14)We must remember why Jesus Christ came to this dying world, and embrace the perfect demonstration of love He shared with those who had been forgotten.As God’s children He has placed a special, heavenly gift within us to share with this world. Let us keep His commission in our hearts and minds as we continue to persevere through our daily existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peace and Blessings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;“Spiritual Eyes” Available November 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-5385488312452421304?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/5385488312452421304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=5385488312452421304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/5385488312452421304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/5385488312452421304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/09/spritual-eyes_17.html' title='Spiritual Eyes'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SNGsM41BuRI/AAAAAAAAACg/irDVY6_iHVA/s72-c/bookcover%5B2%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-1401663988043949266</id><published>2008-09-07T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:46:57.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOPEu-SKtbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TGBZh4iNwmI/s1600-h/j0439452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252257901716354482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOPEu-SKtbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TGBZh4iNwmI/s320/j0439452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His Wisdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If &lt;/strong&gt;someone came to you and asked, “what is the desire of your heart?” What would you request? Would your request be to travel the world? Win the lottery? A new car? Perfect health or plastic surgery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;King&lt;/strong&gt; Solomon was asked this very question; when God appeared to him in a dream. Solomon’s answer could have been more wealth, protection from his adversaries, or an abundance of new territory. Instead, King Solomon asked God for wisdom; a “discerning heart”, so he could rule effectively over his kingdom. And have the knowledge to govern his people; with the judgment to recognize a sound decision; versus a bad decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How&lt;/strong&gt; many of us seek wisdom and discernment? And if we did, what type of impact would it have on our relationships between our spouses, friends, colleagues, neighbors, and even our enemies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The &lt;/strong&gt;success of our life’s journey depends on our ability to incorporate God’s wisdom into the fabric of our very existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Kings 4:29-34 (New American Standard Bible&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;29Now (&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="See cross-reference A" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1Kings%204:29-34&amp;amp;version=49;#cen-NASB-8874A#cen-NASB-8874A"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;)God gave Solomon wisdom and very great discernment and breadth of mind, (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="See cross-reference B" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1Kings%204:29-34&amp;amp;version=49;#cen-NASB-8874B#cen-NASB-8874B"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;)like the sand that is on the seashore.&lt;br /&gt;30Solomon's wisdom surpassed the wisdom of all (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="See cross-reference C" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1Kings%204:29-34&amp;amp;version=49;#cen-NASB-8875C#cen-NASB-8875C"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;)the sons of the east and (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="See cross-reference D" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1Kings%204:29-34&amp;amp;version=49;#cen-NASB-8875D#cen-NASB-8875D"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;)all the wisdom of Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;31For (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="See cross-reference E" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1Kings%204:29-34&amp;amp;version=49;#cen-NASB-8876E#cen-NASB-8876E"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;)he was wiser than all men, than (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="See cross-reference F" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1Kings%204:29-34&amp;amp;version=49;#cen-NASB-8876F#cen-NASB-8876F"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;)Ethan the Ezrahite, Heman, (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="See cross-reference G" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1Kings%204:29-34&amp;amp;version=49;#cen-NASB-8876G#cen-NASB-8876G"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;)Calcol and Darda, the sons of Mahol; and his fame was known in all the surrounding nations.&lt;br /&gt;32(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="See cross-reference H" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1Kings%204:29-34&amp;amp;version=49;#cen-NASB-8877H#cen-NASB-8877H"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;)He also spoke 3,000 proverbs, and his songs were 1,005.&lt;br /&gt;33He spoke of trees, from the cedar that is in Lebanon even to the hyssop that grows on the wall; he spoke also of animals and birds and creeping things and fish.&lt;br /&gt;34Men (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="See cross-reference I" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1Kings%204:29-34&amp;amp;version=49;#cen-NASB-8879I#cen-NASB-8879I"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;)came from all peoples to hear the wisdom of Solomon, from all the kings of the earth who had heard of his wisdom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-1401663988043949266?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/1401663988043949266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=1401663988043949266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/1401663988043949266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/1401663988043949266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/09/his-wisdom.html' title='His Wisdom'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOPEu-SKtbI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TGBZh4iNwmI/s72-c/j0439452.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-4879876381260350398</id><published>2008-08-12T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:47:20.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Extraordinary Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOPydy2YztI/AAAAAAAAAIM/grZzGu8HB4Q/s1600-h/j0438603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252308184124149458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOPydy2YztI/AAAAAAAAAIM/grZzGu8HB4Q/s320/j0438603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have&lt;/strong&gt; you ever observed a couple who are seemingly an odd match, but are extremely in love. You may ask yourself; what can he possibly see in her? Or what can she possibly see in him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; is a peculiar and powerful emotion. True love can actually blind, and veils a person’s flaws. Love enables the heart, mind, and soul of a person to shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Genuine&lt;/strong&gt; love trumps the concept of physical perfection that continues to pervade our modern society. True love understands that when the outer wanes all that remains is the heart, mind, and soul of the person that we fell in love with so long ago. And if the heart and soul of a person is murky and soiled, there is very little to cling onto. Hence the disconnect between many couples today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then &lt;/strong&gt;there is the experience of a heavenly love. This precious love can only be received from our Heavenly Father; who is the author of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As&lt;/strong&gt; humans we can only grasp a fraction of the way in which our Heavenly King adores us. It is truly beyond our finite humanness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His&lt;/strong&gt; love is not blind; He sees are flaws and our frail human condition. And still yearns to be our savior, comforter, and healer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what the apostle Paul writes about God’s love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“While we were yet sinners Christ died for us.” (Romans 5:6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I don’t know about you; but I’m not going to die for a murderer or a child molester. I don’t possess this type of boundless, heavenly love. But our savior, Jesus Christ died for this world while it was still in its filthy, sinful state. This is truly an extraordinary love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Psalms 139:23-24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search me, O God, and know my heart, test me and know my anxious thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-4879876381260350398?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/4879876381260350398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=4879876381260350398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/4879876381260350398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/4879876381260350398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/08/extraordinary-love.html' title='An Extraordinary Love'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOPydy2YztI/AAAAAAAAAIM/grZzGu8HB4Q/s72-c/j0438603.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-2727095270712937126</id><published>2008-07-17T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:44:18.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transforming Your Ordinary into the Extraordinary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOP9OYtmvzI/AAAAAAAAAIU/5-pd4qNWkDM/s1600-h/j0431739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252320014037860146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOP9OYtmvzI/AAAAAAAAAIU/5-pd4qNWkDM/s320/j0431739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Transforming Your Ordinary into the Extraordinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;often heard the elderly members of my family mutter the all too familiar phrase, “God’s ways aren’t our ways.” When I was a child I was unable to grasp the full meaning of this simple yet profound statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In&lt;/strong&gt; our contemporary culture we have become obsessed with perfection. The movie stars and celebrities of our day have become the new paradigm for how we should supposedly look and conduct our lives. Many of us have become infatuated with the ideal of pseudo perfection that society has thrust upon us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In &lt;/strong&gt;God’s written word there are a plethora of examples, displaying how our Heavenly Father is drawn toward the imperfect and ordinary. The flawed and forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After&lt;/strong&gt; all, why would God choose Moses; a person who lacked in communication skills to become the chief advocate to plead the case for the Israelite slaves before a cruel and stubborn Egyptian Pharaoh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And&lt;/strong&gt; God chose Gideon; an average guy with a serious self-confidence issue, to lead the Israelites into battle against the Midianites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; called Paul, a mass murderer of the early Christians. He later became converted by the power of the Holy Spirit, and was responsible for introducing Christianity to Europe and now throughout the entire world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello&lt;/strong&gt;……do you see the pattern?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The &lt;/strong&gt;elders of my family are absolutely correct. “God’s ways are not our ways.” He takes the ordinary, flawed Joe and allows His extraordinary glory to manifest in their lives so His plans can be carried forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our &lt;/strong&gt;Heavenly Father can give us His unyielding strength when we feel weak, unconfident, anxious, inadequate, and scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When&lt;/strong&gt; Gideon expressed his doubts about the horrific battle, God replied, “Go in the strength you have….Am I not sending you?” (Judges 6:14)&lt;br /&gt;And God proceeded to promise, “I will be with you.” (Judges 6:16).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We&lt;/strong&gt; all face challenges and grim circumstances that present themselves during our life’s journey. These obstacles allow us to ask the question, “Do I have the strength to manage this?” The answer will always be, “Go in the strength you have….I will be with you.”&lt;br /&gt;Judges 6 :14-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joshua 1:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-2727095270712937126?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/2727095270712937126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=2727095270712937126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/2727095270712937126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/2727095270712937126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/07/transforming-your-ordinary-into.html' title='Transforming Your Ordinary into the Extraordinary'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOP9OYtmvzI/AAAAAAAAAIU/5-pd4qNWkDM/s72-c/j0431739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-7709635098864247072</id><published>2008-07-17T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T16:19:28.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His Patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOQFWimCMnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/k8LSPcT3FAA/s1600-h/j0321203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252328950222434930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOQFWimCMnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/k8LSPcT3FAA/s320/j0321203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His Patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m&lt;/strong&gt; rendered speechless when I ponder on the depth of God’s patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God &lt;/strong&gt;was habitually rejected and tossed aside by the Israelites for lifeless, stony idols. And in return He accepted His wayward children with open arms back into His rich and abundant inheritance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our &lt;/strong&gt;Heavenly Father gives an extraordinary example of patience and long suffering. When we fail, and disappoint our Creator, His mercy and grace continues to endure. He longs for us to return to Him and have an intimate relationship with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We&lt;/strong&gt; must learn how to extend the same kind of mercy to our spouse, children, family members, and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If&lt;/strong&gt; the King of the universe can extend His mercy and love towards us, we should learn how to cultivate a patience that is not typical of the frantic and chaotic tenor of our society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So&lt;/strong&gt; let’s all exhale and begin to learn about His patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Timothy 1:15-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus came into the world to save sinners….and I am the worst of them. But I received mercy because of this, so that in me, the worst of them, Christ Jesus might demonstrate the utmost patience as an example to those who would believe in Him for eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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/5732419670719827808-7709635098864247072?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/7709635098864247072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=7709635098864247072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/7709635098864247072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/7709635098864247072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/07/his-patience.html' title='His Patience'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOQFWimCMnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/k8LSPcT3FAA/s72-c/j0321203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-4571501640349620225</id><published>2008-07-10T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T16:26:41.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing It His Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOQHHOGYYUI/AAAAAAAAAI0/I8mlDt70hjk/s1600-h/j0422532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252330886046179650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOQHHOGYYUI/AAAAAAAAAI0/I8mlDt70hjk/s320/j0422532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOQHHWbFoZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vR4rmfhmnu0/s1600-h/j0426551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252330888280514962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOQHHWbFoZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/vR4rmfhmnu0/s320/j0426551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doing It His Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contemporary&lt;/strong&gt; society places a strong emphasis on the cultural value of individualism and self-reliance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just&lt;/strong&gt; walk through the self-help section at your local bookstore. And scan through the array of “love me” books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This &lt;/strong&gt;notion of self-love is extremely important. After all you cannot love or give to another person unless you love your self. However, many of us fail to recognize the beauty of servitude and the blessing of sharing our rich and abundant lives with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some&lt;/strong&gt; may say, “well I don’t have a rich life I have financial problems I’m suffering my self…what can I possibly give?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;encourage you to express your disgust with your life with a homeless person, or a person who is terminally ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Servitude&lt;/strong&gt; was the nucleus of Jesus Christ’s ministry. While on earth Jesus served His disciples, the sick and destitute, and the rich and poor. Jesus did not seek materialism or self-promotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We&lt;/strong&gt; must remember that our lives are not meant to be lived for our own convenience. Each day holds a special meaning that is beyond our personal agendas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When&lt;/strong&gt; you begin to serve someone other than yourself; your various trials and angst immediately become replaced with contentment, peace, and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The &lt;/strong&gt;pursuit for temporary happiness can be traded for the sheer joy of serving and giving of yourself. And in return, your soul and spirit become refreshed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Philippians 2:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do nothing from selfishness or empty conceit, but with humility of mind regard one another as more important than yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-4571501640349620225?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/4571501640349620225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=4571501640349620225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/4571501640349620225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/4571501640349620225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/07/doing-it-his-way.html' title='Doing It His Way'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOQHHOGYYUI/AAAAAAAAAI0/I8mlDt70hjk/s72-c/j0422532.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-5526468647631200590</id><published>2008-07-10T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T16:30:02.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOQH8RECY1I/AAAAAAAAAJE/u3JxvwuLNSc/s1600-h/j0439424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252331797374722898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOQH8RECY1I/AAAAAAAAAJE/u3JxvwuLNSc/s320/j0439424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meaningful Connections&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creating&lt;/strong&gt; meaningful connections can be an intimidating and scary experience. This is especially true if your ear is tuned into the daily news. The national crime rate is staggering. It appears that our society is slowly descending into complete anarchy. We are conscious not to become too close to our neighbors and fearful to leave our comfortable and safe environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As&lt;/strong&gt; Christians God has instructed us to be as wise as serpents and as harmless as a dove. Matthew 10:16&lt;br /&gt;We must remain vigilant in a society that is at odds with our natural instinct to create meaningful connections. And yet remain true to God’s plan for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God’s &lt;/strong&gt;instructions to his children were for us to become the salt of the earth. And faithfully share His love and peace with those around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sharing&lt;/strong&gt; God’s love is easier than most of us think. A simple smile can make a significant difference in someone’s life. We can speak words of encouragement to someone who is distraught at our work place; mentoring a child who is in need of our wisdom, cooking a warm meal, visiting a homeless shelter and nursing home. These kind gestures can make a positive shift in someone’s life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When&lt;/strong&gt; you are truly abiding with your Creator, there is an automatic glow that is apart of your countenance. As a result people will become attracted to your heavenly essence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do&lt;/strong&gt; not be afraid to share the source of your divine glow. Continue to share and shine in this darkened world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hebrews 13:1-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep on loving each other as brothers. Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some people have entertained angels without knowing it. Remember those in prison as if you were their fellow prisoners, and those who are mistreated as if you yourselves were suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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/5732419670719827808-5526468647631200590?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/5526468647631200590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=5526468647631200590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/5526468647631200590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/5526468647631200590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/07/meaningful-connections-creating.html' title=''/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOQH8RECY1I/AAAAAAAAAJE/u3JxvwuLNSc/s72-c/j0439424.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-101106065653899109</id><published>2008-07-01T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T16:33:53.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trusting In the Darkness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOQIzGPHZjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/1L6sSZp6ZH0/s1600-h/j0439524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252332739361203762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOQIzGPHZjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/1L6sSZp6ZH0/s320/j0439524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trusting In the Darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m&lt;/strong&gt; sure we can all relate to the experiences of us literally walking in darkness. Like when we awake in the depths of the night. And your house is completely dark and still. You begin to walk slowly as your finger tips slowly glide and grip the walls for security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Within &lt;/strong&gt;the complete darkness you continue to walk slowly and steadily towards your destination because you’re confident of the promise that the light switch is waiting for you at the end of the hall. Once you turn on the light your path immediately becomes illuminated; and your strides become strong and assured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In &lt;/strong&gt;our life’s journey for some it may seem that they often walk in perpetual darkness. Many of us remain apprehensive and insecure about our destination. It may seem like everyone has deserted us; including God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God &lt;/strong&gt;ask of us to trust Him whether things are going well or going against us. God tells us “without faith it’s impossible to please Him.” &lt;strong&gt;Hebrews 11:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In&lt;/strong&gt; the darkness He wants us to cling to Him, and onto the strong wall of hope and faith. Even in the darkness we must continue to carefully place one foot in front of the other; and allow Him to lead us to our appointed destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We &lt;/strong&gt;have to remain vigilant in the darkness; like when Jacob wrestled through the night with the angel and proclaimed, “I won’t let go until you bless me.” &lt;strong&gt;Genesis 32:26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While&lt;/strong&gt; in the darkness trust Him to guide you to your divine light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalms 25 1-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To You, O Lord, I lift up my soul; in You I trust, O my God.&lt;br /&gt;Do not let me be put to shame, nor let my enemies triumph over me.&lt;br /&gt;No one whose hope is in You will ever be put to shame, but they will be put to shame who are treacherous without excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-101106065653899109?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/101106065653899109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=101106065653899109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/101106065653899109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/101106065653899109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/07/trusting-in-darkness.html' title='Trusting In the Darkness'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOQIzGPHZjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/1L6sSZp6ZH0/s72-c/j0439524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-1692854509220279259</id><published>2008-07-01T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T16:37:33.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Wanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOQJtK3DULI/AAAAAAAAAJU/iaxeylbGOHM/s1600-h/j0433335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252333737034862770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOQJtK3DULI/AAAAAAAAAJU/iaxeylbGOHM/s320/j0433335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're Wanted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our&lt;/strong&gt; schedules have become riddled with various distractions that tear us away from the powerful, privilege of communing with our Heavenly Father. Our eyes are consistently drawn towards the idols of this world. We have become oblivious and often neglect our Creator, and the very fuel that activates our faith; consistent moments of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About&lt;/strong&gt; a year ago I scheduled a play date with one of my writing buddies who is a screenwriter and happens to be a Buddhist.&lt;br /&gt;As our children began to play , we relished the fact that we were actually going to have a stimulating conversation other than the usual topics of our day that consist of nap time, snacks, and play dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We&lt;/strong&gt; talked about the different projects we were working on and how stressed we were trying to finish them with little ones tugging on us every moment. She proceeded to share with me how thankful she was for her meditation time every morning. She stressed to me that she could not make it through a stressful day with four children without meditating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;immediately thought to myself, “when was the last time I heard a Christian become so adamant about their prayer life? And actually fight for prayer time like it was the very breath that they breathed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As &lt;/strong&gt;Christians prayer should become the source of our very existence. It is imperative that we make time to communicate with Him daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prayer&lt;/strong&gt; is the time when we can come before our loving Savior and be completely authentic and transparent without preconditions. He searches our minds and hearts, so why not “keep it real” when we’re in His presence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;believe that is why God said King David was a man after His own heart. David was a complete Renaissance man. King David was one of the greatest poets and writers that ever lived, a mighty warrior, and a superb musician. And yet with all his heavenly blessings he remained flawed (like all of us).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David&lt;/strong&gt; had to wrestle with complicated scandals that would have been the headlines of many gossip and entertainment magazines of today. But the difference with King David was his ability to own his mistakes. His transparency allowed him to manifest a contrite spirit. And through his authenticity he began the process of freely surrendering his heart, mind, and soul to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This&lt;/strong&gt; is what God requires us to do. We must come face to face with our ugliness. It is at our place of brokenness when the process of rehabilitating our souls begins; through the power of consistent prayers to our Redeemer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;encourage everyone to read Psalm 51; the prayer of David after his mishap with Bathsheba. We can all have a deeper understanding of what it means to have a contrite spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; are wanted and adored by God. The Bible cites that He is a jealous God. He wants to spend time with you. Don’t neglect your prayer life. It is as essential to your existence as water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deuteronomy 4:23-24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be careful not to forget the covenant of the Lord your God that He made with you; do not make for yourselves an idol in the form of anything the Lord your God has forbidden. For the Lord your God is a consuming fire, a jealous God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-1692854509220279259?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/1692854509220279259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=1692854509220279259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/1692854509220279259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/1692854509220279259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/07/youre-wanted.html' title='You&apos;re Wanted'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOQJtK3DULI/AAAAAAAAAJU/iaxeylbGOHM/s72-c/j0433335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-2159543041285832092</id><published>2008-06-23T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T19:23:53.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOglMSxnWuI/AAAAAAAAAJc/qnUAVdu5udo/s1600-h/j0430803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253489858456279778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOglMSxnWuI/AAAAAAAAAJc/qnUAVdu5udo/s320/j0430803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgiveness&lt;/strong&gt; is a great challenge for humanity, and unfortunately is not an innate part of the frail human condition. Forgiveness can become a long and arduous process for many of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The &lt;/strong&gt;first step to forgiveness begins when we relinquish the thoughts of seeking revenge from those who have wronged us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The &lt;/strong&gt;second step begins with us seeing the person who had hurt us in a different light. Your enemy through the process of forgiveness becomes a flawed human being who is a victim of their circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And &lt;/strong&gt;lastly the disdain and anger you carry for the person becomes transformed into feelings of empathy . You long for a positive transformation in that person’s life and wish only blessings for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For &lt;/strong&gt;human beings forgiveness is a timely process, and it requires spiritual maturity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;However&lt;/strong&gt;, our Heavenly Father can forgive within an instant. I must confess because of my human nature this is a hard concept for me to grasp. I know my flaws and weaknesses and they are so unattractive. How can the King of the universe forgive like the Bible states seventy times seventy or bury my sins and mistakes in the bottom of the sea? What type of God is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When &lt;/strong&gt;I studied literature at the university my studies required me to spend a great deal of time studying Greek mythology and their religious system of polytheism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gods of ancient Greek sought revenge on those they felt dishonored someone or deemed offensive. One bad mistake and Zeus’ thunderbolts would take you out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Judeo-Christian God states in the scriptures if you confess your sins and have a contrite spirit; having a contrite spirit means that you truly acknowledge your mistakes and make every effort to turn away from the ugliness of your sinful habit. And then His grace….grace…His grace! Will cover you and He is willing to forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and Forget! Forgive and forget this is what is so beautiful and sweet. You see, I can forgive but I cannot forget. But my Heavenly Father says that He can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To become spiritually, mentally, and emotionally whole; we must learn how to forgive. Our Heavenly Father has given us a wonderful example on how to begin the process. He has forgiven us, so surely we can forgive others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 12:18-21&lt;br /&gt;If it is possible, as far as it depends on you live at peace with everyone. Do not take revenge, my friends but leave room for God’s wrath, for it is written. It is mine to avenge; I will repay.” Says the Lord. On the contrary: “If your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink. In doing this, you will heap burning coals on his head.” Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good. &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/5732419670719827808-2159543041285832092?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/2159543041285832092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=2159543041285832092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/2159543041285832092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/2159543041285832092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/06/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOglMSxnWuI/AAAAAAAAAJc/qnUAVdu5udo/s72-c/j0430803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-1679151264480089842</id><published>2008-06-23T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T19:40:18.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Encouragement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgpA40GJtI/AAAAAAAAAJk/k6NzLfVouRE/s1600-h/j0309143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253494060555314898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgpA40GJtI/AAAAAAAAAJk/k6NzLfVouRE/s320/j0309143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgpBI_WI3I/AAAAAAAAAJs/rzJ3m1wrRyA/s1600-h/j0400256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253494064897467250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgpBI_WI3I/AAAAAAAAAJs/rzJ3m1wrRyA/s320/j0400256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Art of Encouragement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Encouragement&lt;/strong&gt; is essential to our very existence. I’m sure we can recall the popular childhood saying. "Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me."&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t disagree with this statement more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Words &lt;/strong&gt;are extremely powerful. A stinging blow to your skin will leave a bruise that last for days. But venomous words that are lodged into your soul and spirit can last for a life time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poisonous&lt;/strong&gt; words that were hissed and screamed to us as children from our parents or peers; reverberate throughout our psyche during our life’s journey. The words that were so freely hurled at us begin to create a great void within our souls that helps nurture the ugly wounds of insecurity. Leaving many to question what is my purpose and true destiny on this earth? Am I really good enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The&lt;/strong&gt; quest to seek our authentic selves begins with many of us grasping in the darkness for something authentic and tangible to direct us to our true identity. Many of us stumble along the way trying to find solace in items that only place a band aid on our external.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cosmetic&lt;/strong&gt; surgery, a new car, new wardrobe, a fancy condo, a mcmansion, wild sexual escapades, the latest technical gadget, drugs, or alcohol cannot repair a marred soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A &lt;/strong&gt;disfigured soul and spirit can only mend through the divine reunion with our Creator and Heavenly Father. And He will meet you right where you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In &lt;/strong&gt;His presence he can begin to dispel the lies and negative words that have been spoken over many of us throughout our life time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If &lt;/strong&gt;you would open your heart and mind you can begin to allow God to repair your heart, soul, and spirit. And He will bestow a new identity and divine destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; are fearfully and wonderfully made. Your Creator had a plan for you on this earth while you were still in your mother’s womb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When &lt;/strong&gt;I discovered this great truth; I immediately became excited about my life. I have a purpose and a divine destiny that is designed just for me. And I’m careful to encourage those who are around me because they too, have a majestic plan designed especially for their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You &lt;/strong&gt;can choose to use words that can shred a person apart, or you can purpose in your heart to use words to uplift and build one to their divine potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hebrews 3:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But encourage one another daily, as long as it is called Today, so that none of you may be hardened by sins deceitfulness. &lt;/em&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/5732419670719827808-1679151264480089842?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/1679151264480089842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=1679151264480089842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/1679151264480089842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/1679151264480089842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/06/art-of-encouragement.html' title='The Art of Encouragement'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgpA40GJtI/AAAAAAAAAJk/k6NzLfVouRE/s72-c/j0309143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-5467638441544306169</id><published>2008-06-16T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T19:43:37.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Holding Pattern</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgpz8ug88I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/SSjHTeQpPZs/s1600-h/j0400952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253494937778975682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgpz8ug88I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/SSjHTeQpPZs/s320/j0400952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God’s Holding Pattern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Several &lt;/strong&gt;years ago I was on a flight to my favorite city in the world, New York City. I was really craving the electric energy of that great metropolis. As the plane was almost set to land the pilot announced that we would have to continue to circle in the air because apparently it was not safe to land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;was upset! The pilot was messing with my plans I have people waiting for me! There’s no turbulence I just see some clouds what’s the problem.” So I slumped in the seat like a spoiled child. Not giving complete thought to the danger of landing within my timetable. Instead I became very shallow thinking of getting off the plane to see my friends, return to my favorite shops, and not to mention taste my favorite foods that you could only get in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At &lt;/strong&gt;times our lives appear to be in a holding pattern. We’ve made plans and goals for ourselves and our families that just seem to become stagnant. It seems that what ever we try to do our plans do not progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waiting&lt;/strong&gt; is not easy. Recently I have had two of my plans come into fruition. The dreams that finally sprung to life; I had been waiting on for quite some time. And my goals manifested themselves in such a way that I am in total awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking&lt;/strong&gt; back in retrospect I understand now that if my plans had come to my life sooner it would have disrupted my life in a way that would have been a complete disaster. However, at the time I was unable to see the possible negative outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be &lt;/strong&gt;careful not to begrudge your Heavenly Father for ordering your steps to your goals and dreams at His appointed time. His timing is always best. He’s able to see the future when we cannot. His divine timeline keeps us from falling into the unnecessary traps of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s &lt;/strong&gt;okay to wait with Him, because He longs to give us the desires of our hearts. And always remember that He also believes in your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalms 27:13, 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am still confident of this: I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-5467638441544306169?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/5467638441544306169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=5467638441544306169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/5467638441544306169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/5467638441544306169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/06/gods-holding-pattern.html' title='God&apos;s Holding Pattern'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgpz8ug88I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/SSjHTeQpPZs/s72-c/j0400952.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-4882171662548534574</id><published>2008-06-16T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T19:46:02.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Chill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgqY1eeizI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/UmtN01XHhds/s1600-h/j0430869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253495571487820594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgqY1eeizI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/UmtN01XHhds/s320/j0430869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST CHILL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We&lt;/strong&gt; live in a society that requires us to stay in a perpetual rat race. Some of us constantly strive for the so called American dream. We long for the perfect house, car, white picket fence, 2.5 kids, and the prosperous career. We all want to check out on paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recently&lt;/strong&gt; I took a hike with my son on the Kennesaw Mountain in Georgia. I was alone with nature. Anyone who really knows me understands that being alone with nature is not exactly my style. But my son loves the outdoors. And I have to say the experience humbled me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;actually took the time to rest and enjoy my primitive surroundings. I looked up into the sky, and noticed the brilliance of the clear blue sky draping over us. I observed the delicate design of the fluffy clouds. Nothing but thick, lush forest surrounded us. I carefully surveyed the intricate cut of the leaves and watched them gently quiver in the soft, warm wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When&lt;/strong&gt; I became tired I sat on a rock and watched my son leap, and run freely while he giggled. The smile on his face and gleam in his eyes was priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;began to think to myself, “Where are my priorities?” I couldn't remember when I took the time to actually look up and observe the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve&lt;/strong&gt; become consumed with providing the material items for my son, and didn’t realize that spending time with my child in just a simple setting is more than money could ever buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As &lt;/strong&gt;I walked back I watched my son sprint ahead of me until he finally slowed down. He reached for my hand and said. “Mommy this was the best I loved it!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our &lt;/strong&gt;lives keep us in a constant “crisis mode” leaving us emotionally and spiritually bankrupt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take&lt;/strong&gt; the time today to reassess your priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 91:1-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He who dwells in the shelter of the most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;I will say of the Lord. “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-4882171662548534574?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/4882171662548534574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=4882171662548534574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/4882171662548534574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/4882171662548534574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-chill.html' title='Just Chill'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgqY1eeizI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/UmtN01XHhds/s72-c/j0430869.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-13472646381920704</id><published>2008-06-03T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T19:57:07.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgs9NH-D8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/d6nNDIqGP84/s1600-h/j0289496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253498395334414274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgs9NH-D8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/d6nNDIqGP84/s320/j0289496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Words of Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speaking&lt;/strong&gt; words of encouragement can have a profound effect on one’s life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Words &lt;/strong&gt;of affirmation show that you value a person. We often speak loving words to our spouse, children, and close friends. But the challenge presents itself when we have to speak words of encouragement to someone that we do not like or completely lack respect. Why should we put ourselves in a position to show kindness to our adversaries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 5:14-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your father in heaven.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As&lt;/strong&gt; Christians Jesus commissioned us to shine, and demonstrate His ways. Is this easy? By no means! (I can only speak for myself.) But I know when someone offends myself or my family my natural response is to swing the proverbial punch and try to take my adversaries out. However, I have learned that anger and resentment are a consuming fire, and snuffs out the internal light that God has given all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take&lt;/strong&gt; on the challenge to go against your natural feelings and begin to practice…..the operative word is practice what our Heavenly Father has commissioned us to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Begin &lt;/strong&gt;to look at people with spiritual eyes and practice loving the way our Creator intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It&lt;/strong&gt; is said that practice makes perfect.Let us practice speaking words of blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&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/5732419670719827808-13472646381920704?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/13472646381920704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=13472646381920704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/13472646381920704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/13472646381920704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/06/words-of-blessings.html' title='Words of Blessings'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgs9NH-D8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/d6nNDIqGP84/s72-c/j0289496.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-4301132925670563969</id><published>2008-06-03T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T20:05:15.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In His Presence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgu1xtKWNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8Vw4CMcRN8s/s1600-h/j0402579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253500466738387154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgu1xtKWNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8Vw4CMcRN8s/s320/j0402579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In His Presence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our&lt;/strong&gt; Heavenly Father needs to be a consistent presence in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;Making time for God within a contemporary society can be a challenge. The wild maze of life consumes; leaving us with emotions of depression, anxiety, anger, and frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How&lt;/strong&gt; can we combat these dissenting emotions as true believers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We&lt;/strong&gt; must begin to establish a habit of practicing being in God’s presence-a safe haven of rest. A place where just you and your Heavenly Father can communicate. Through prayers and meditation; He can begin to reveal Himself to you, and pour into you His infinite words of peace, wisdom, and adoration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His &lt;/strong&gt;loving Kindness astonishes me. I’m always amazed and humbled by the sweetness of the Holy Spirit. I only began to realize the goodness of the Holy Spirit when I became still; set aside my list of demanding prayers and began listening. I realized when I was unable to forgive myself; the Holy Spirit was there to encourage and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This &lt;/strong&gt;Heavenly love is still a concept that continues to confound me, but allows me to hunger for more. So I fight….I fight daily to make time to meet with my Heavenly Father. I would not be honest if I told you that it is easy. But it is something that I must do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As&lt;/strong&gt; modern day Christians are hearts and souls have to begin to ache to be in God’s presence. Everything within our society is designed to tear us away from our creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let&lt;/strong&gt; us continue to fight the good fight…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Chronicles 28:9&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And you, my son Solomon, acknowledge the God of your father, and serve him with wholehearted devotion and with a willing mind, for the Lord searches every heart and understands every motive behind the thoughts. If you seek him, he will be found by you; but if you forsake him, he will reject you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5732419670719827808-4301132925670563969?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/4301132925670563969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=4301132925670563969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/4301132925670563969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/4301132925670563969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-his-presence.html' title='In His Presence'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgu1xtKWNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8Vw4CMcRN8s/s72-c/j0402579.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-3669051310731405009</id><published>2008-05-29T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T20:08:02.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>SPIRITUAL JOURNEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgviNKzSlI/AAAAAAAAAKU/UIi1VsAXNUo/s1600-h/j0438811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253501230024706642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgviNKzSlI/AAAAAAAAAKU/UIi1VsAXNUo/s320/j0438811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPIRITUAL JOURNEY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abraham&lt;/strong&gt; and Noah were apart of the elect in the Bible who had the privilege and honor to walk with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Both&lt;/strong&gt; men demonstrated extraordinary faith by allowing God to direct them in a path and way that was completely unknown and foreign to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noah&lt;/strong&gt; spent years diligently building an ark for a tremendous flood that was to destroy the entire earth. Noah and his family were obedient to God’s instructions despite the constant ridicule from people, and the fact that he had never seen one drop of rain prior to his instructions from God to build an ark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abraham&lt;/strong&gt; left his homeland and family for a distant, promised land that he had yet to see. And was told by God that one day, he would possess a prosperous land and become the father of a mighty nation. At the time, when he was told he would become a father of a mighty nation, Abraham was yet to be a father of even one child. But Abraham still demonstrated great faith and trust in his God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As&lt;/strong&gt; believers we know that all of these events came to pass in Noah and Abraham's life. Yet, at the time when God asked them to utilize their faith and trust in Him, they were unable to clearly see God’s plan for their lives. However, they were still willing to trust and obey God without the clarity of their future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The&lt;/strong&gt; Bible states that the steps of a righteous man are ordered by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalms 23: The steps of a good man are ordered by the LORD: and he delighteth in his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; have a plethora of examples when I knew that my Heavenly Father walked beside me and held my hand in the most horrible situations. Making decisions without my God at the forefront has always yielded disastrous results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walking&lt;/strong&gt; with God simply means that your mind, body, soul, and spirit are completely aligned with your Creator. And this is when your steps naturally begin to follow His illuminated path that has been etched for each of us in this dark and entangled world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Begin&lt;/strong&gt; to walk with Him Today. You will enjoy your life’s journey knowing that He is by your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Camille Kleidysz&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/5732419670719827808-3669051310731405009?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/3669051310731405009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=3669051310731405009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/3669051310731405009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/3669051310731405009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/05/spiritual-journey.html' title='SPIRITUAL JOURNEY'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgviNKzSlI/AAAAAAAAAKU/UIi1VsAXNUo/s72-c/j0438811.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5732419670719827808.post-4542022730728323125</id><published>2008-05-21T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T20:10:34.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Golden Rule</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgwHRJJydI/AAAAAAAAAKc/SUgSQ0aqRyI/s1600-h/j0439573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253501866746694098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgwHRJJydI/AAAAAAAAAKc/SUgSQ0aqRyI/s320/j0439573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kindness is such a simple word, and an action that most of us think we instinctively display throughout our lives. I'm sure we all remember the basic principles of the "golden rule". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As a child, I can remember my Kindergarten teacher constantly repeating herself in class. I can actually hear her sweet, yet, stern voice. "Children....Children please remember to be polite respect one another, don't be mean." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our young ears would attentively listen to her detailed instructions and actually obey. We were careful not to push or hit one another, not to say mean things to our class mates, and always tried our best to be all inclusive during play time. We were careful not to leave a child out for fear of being sentenced to that dreadful, green chair in the corner for time out. As a little five year old girl, growing up in Northern California; I was unaware, at the time, that Miss Brown was echoing the ideal rules for a harmonious and fluid society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world we live in is not an ideal place. We face conflicts everyday in the grocery store, office, and within our own family unit. How can this change ? Is it even possible to diffuse some conflicts that we face throughout our daily existence? Our Heavenly Father says that we can; through the power of love and kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scriptures instruct us on how to be obedient, patient, loving, kind, and long suffering.&lt;br /&gt;Long suffering how many of us are long suffering? (Okay I have a confession).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a stay at home mom and I have recently received the responsibility of taking care of my 95 year old grandparents. And I initially thought, "okay I got this... I've been in the corporate world I can handle this, staying at home is going to be a piece of cake." Needless to say, that was not the case. I don't think anything could have prepared me for this tremendous and amazing experience of being a stay at home mom and a caretaker. So at the end of the day I could not even tell you what the word long suffering means. I just don't have that quality in me, especially in the evenings. My patients is completely depleted, and sometimes I'm cranky and short to my family. I just don't want to be bothered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I found myself wanting to just scream and run as far as I could. But instead, I ran away to my prayer closet and asked my Heavenly Father to teach me how to be long suffering, patient, and kind because I just don't know how to do it on my own. And He revealed something to me....He let me know that it's not always about how I felt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He allowed me to view some of the woman around the world in my spiritual imagination. He took the time and displayed the African woman walking for miles to gather water and food for her children, and the stay at home mother in the country side of east India who had the same task I had for the day. Cooking, cleaning, being the caretaker for her family members, and teaching her children. Only her daily task were not completed in an air conditioned home. Her daily task were completed on a dirt floor hut, in the hot sun, without air condition or the convenience of the local grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we have to put how we feel aside, to be effective in serving others. Being kind or giving a smile and a hug to someone when we don't feel like it. Stepping aside to let someone go first in a long line, even though you may be exhausted from a hard day of work. Answering the 100th question that your child has repeatedly asked you throughout the day, when you don't feel like it. This is the law of our Heavenly Father; this is what He expects of us. When you give kindness, it is a guarantee that the kindness will return to you in tenfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 6:31&lt;br /&gt;Do to others as you would have them do to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille Kleidysz&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/5732419670719827808-4542022730728323125?l=camillekleidysz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/feeds/4542022730728323125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5732419670719827808&amp;postID=4542022730728323125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/4542022730728323125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5732419670719827808/posts/default/4542022730728323125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camillekleidysz.blogspot.com/2008/05/golden-rule.html' title='The Golden Rule'/><author><name>Camille Kleidysz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463766927755244369</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SZBo1RdQyMI/AAAAAAAAANo/nfMQCKxdVwg/S220/p11586ta1003686_1_1_0001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8IeC9tQ8_Gw/SOgwHRJJydI/AAAAAAAAAKc/SUgSQ0aqRyI/s72-c/j0439573.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
