<?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-2517590764106337980</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:10:57.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More than enough</title><subtitle type='html'>Because He's all I need</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soladeogratia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517590764106337980/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soladeogratia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leigh Anne Manguiob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18438388543943671670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3RLJgEwDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/67mbcrDMQzQ/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517590764106337980.post-4072325350574966549</id><published>2009-03-03T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T17:24:59.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago 2009 =]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3X3rHZVxI/AAAAAAAAACA/88E3NsC-54I/s1600-h/IMG_2619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3X3rHZVxI/AAAAAAAAACA/88E3NsC-54I/s320/IMG_2619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309136887206205202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Hearts Banquet (Jr. and Sr. High) 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3X2yxNhxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E9LIPgSriTw/s1600-h/IMG_2639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3X2yxNhxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/E9LIPgSriTw/s320/IMG_2639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309136872080770834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best buddies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3X2E8REqI/AAAAAAAAABw/ji5Hyiu0FfU/s1600-h/IMG_2630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3X2E8REqI/AAAAAAAAABw/ji5Hyiu0FfU/s320/IMG_2630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309136859779109538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Rachel, Sarah (and Saj?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3XzuGeSLI/AAAAAAAAABo/qc599LpTalY/s1600-h/IMG_2625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3XzuGeSLI/AAAAAAAAABo/qc599LpTalY/s320/IMG_2625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309136819288164530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, Sarah, and Sandra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3XzCVAO-I/AAAAAAAAABg/e3KgQpXSrjg/s1600-h/IMG_2598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3XzCVAO-I/AAAAAAAAABg/e3KgQpXSrjg/s320/IMG_2598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309136807537949666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boys - Sam, Kuya, Dan, Josh, and Cory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3US5WW-_I/AAAAAAAAABY/21Kdvtiehy0/s1600-h/IMG_2744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3US5WW-_I/AAAAAAAAABY/21Kdvtiehy0/s320/IMG_2744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309132956837018610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Garfield Park Conservatory on my day off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3USd-OovI/AAAAAAAAABQ/jCQOU7gzri0/s1600-h/IMG_2697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3USd-OovI/AAAAAAAAABQ/jCQOU7gzri0/s320/IMG_2697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309132949488050930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of the Shedd Aquarium on Lake Michigan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3UR10E8eI/AAAAAAAAABI/Xp5I3NYNHMY/s1600-h/IMG_2519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3UR10E8eI/AAAAAAAAABI/Xp5I3NYNHMY/s320/IMG_2519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309132938708054498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Courtney, Mikhaela, Sandra (pk's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3URtLsMmI/AAAAAAAAABA/Wdf7usBLb0k/s1600-h/IMG_2495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3URtLsMmI/AAAAAAAAABA/Wdf7usBLb0k/s320/IMG_2495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309132936391176802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bean in Chicago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3S7Gv4b2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/y1o7NuzVDEI/s1600-h/IMG_2484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3S7Gv4b2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/y1o7NuzVDEI/s320/IMG_2484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309131448605241186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bean again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517590764106337980-4072325350574966549?l=soladeogratia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soladeogratia.blogspot.com/feeds/4072325350574966549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517590764106337980&amp;postID=4072325350574966549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517590764106337980/posts/default/4072325350574966549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517590764106337980/posts/default/4072325350574966549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soladeogratia.blogspot.com/2009/03/chicago-2009.html' title='Chicago 2009 =]'/><author><name>Leigh Anne Manguiob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18438388543943671670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3RLJgEwDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/67mbcrDMQzQ/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3X3rHZVxI/AAAAAAAAACA/88E3NsC-54I/s72-c/IMG_2619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517590764106337980.post-396129440223466535</id><published>2008-08-05T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T10:14:34.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving a Legacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, I was talking to a friend about how it feels leaving home and especially my home church. I'll sum it up in a song by Nichole Nordeman called "Legacy":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't mind if you've got something nice to say about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I enjoy an accolade like the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you can take my picture and hang it in a gallery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Of all the "who's who's" and so-and-so's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That used to be the best at such and such&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It wouldn't matter much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I won't lie, it feels alright to see your name in lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We all need an "atta boy" or "atta girl"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But in the end I'd like to hang my hat on more besides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The temporary trappings of this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I want to leave a legacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How will they remember me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Did I choose to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did I point to You enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;To make a mark on things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I want to leave an offering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A child of mercy and grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Who blessed Your name unapologetically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And leave that kind of legacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Not well-traveled, not well-read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Not well-to-do, or well-bred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I just want to hear instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well done, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;faithful&lt;/span&gt; one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lord, I know you have called me to Chicago because You have something better for me. It's always something for my good and I trust that You will take care of me as I teach and as I become a part of a new church family; but Lord, you know how my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heart aches&lt;/span&gt; for my brothers and sisters here. I wonder if I made an impact, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not for MY glory&lt;/span&gt;, but for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yours&lt;/span&gt;. I wonder if my brothers and sisters can say, "Leigh Anne always pointed me to Christ - through her words, attitude and actions." And honestly, Father, I'm pretty sure that not one of them can say that because I haven't always made the right choices. Only You know how hard I have tried to always express Your love. Sometimes I search for words of affirmation from people in church, hoping desperately that someone would notice my acts of service and say, "Well done" but that's my flesh speaking. Help me, as I go to Chicago, to only care about pleasing You; but oh Lord, I ask that You would not make my years of service in SICCC without effect. I pray that seeds of love and service were planted, and I hope to hear how much my brothers and sisters have grown not because of my doing, but because of Your grace. Thank You, Lord, for the opportunity and heart-growing-spirit-filling experience you blessed me with in SICCC. Great is Your faithfulness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2517590764106337980-396129440223466535?l=soladeogratia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soladeogratia.blogspot.com/feeds/396129440223466535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517590764106337980&amp;postID=396129440223466535' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517590764106337980/posts/default/396129440223466535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517590764106337980/posts/default/396129440223466535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soladeogratia.blogspot.com/2008/08/leaving-legacy.html' title='Leaving a Legacy'/><author><name>Leigh Anne Manguiob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18438388543943671670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3RLJgEwDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/67mbcrDMQzQ/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2517590764106337980.post-6469967113548954239</id><published>2008-07-13T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T22:22:55.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago - the Windy City - New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Kinda hard to write this without tearing up a little...Weird how I'm about to take that next step in life when it feels like I'm just about to enter high school. People ask: "Why Chicago?" and you may be wondering that same thing too. Well, here's the answer: "Because God said so." I can't explain it anymore than that. Wherever He leads is always the best and if there's no logical answer behind it, then it's okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt;. Being a teacher is a huugggeee responsibility. I have the power to mold and shape children's minds. (kinda powerful-sounding, huh) What if I screw up? What if I get a child that needs love and attention and I don't give enough? What if parents hate me and try to get me fired? haha I know what you're thinking: "Leigh Anne, that's not gonna happen!" What if you're wrong? So, get this: I can't do it on my own. I've come to realize that worrying does absolutely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTHING!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Worrying is like a rocking chair. It'll keep you occupied but get you nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;city&lt;/span&gt; itself - I'll be able to live with a lady from the church. She's Filipina and offered a room for me in her house that's, get this, only 5 minutes away from the school. It's a beautiful home and being Filipino, she already has everything set up for me. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;church&lt;/span&gt; - a dream. First time there, I was treated like a princess. Okay, slight exaggeration, but the people there were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; friendly and I felt at home. I absolutely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loveeee&lt;/span&gt; their worship team. They have a huge stage, complete with a percussionist, a drummer (yes, that makes 2 of them!) , a pianist, a keyboardist, a lefty-guitarist, an electric lead guitarist, a flutist, 4 back up singers (2 guys and 2 girls), and a worship leader who can sing and play the guitar! Wow! But the amazing thing is that when they worship there, it's worship.... and it's the pastors who are getting it on. I love a church that's not afraid to say Amen. They also have lots of Sunday Schools to choose from, women's Bible study, prayer meeting on Wednesdays, and fellowship on Tuesdays. Whether or not I'll be doing the same things that I'm doing in SICCC will be saved for another blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, looks like this is f'real. Leaving one ministry and headed for another. This is not like transferring from one school or even from one church to another. This really means stepping out of my comfort zone of NYC and completely stepping out in faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2517590764106337980-6469967113548954239?l=soladeogratia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soladeogratia.blogspot.com/feeds/6469967113548954239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2517590764106337980&amp;postID=6469967113548954239' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517590764106337980/posts/default/6469967113548954239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2517590764106337980/posts/default/6469967113548954239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soladeogratia.blogspot.com/2008/07/chicago-windy-city-new-beginnings.html' title='Chicago - the Windy City - New Beginnings'/><author><name>Leigh Anne Manguiob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18438388543943671670</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zaI5ZKQjfMQ/Sa3RLJgEwDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/67mbcrDMQzQ/S220/IMG_2471.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
