<?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-1134294916021465457</id><updated>2012-02-17T01:58:31.495+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Till I see Him...</title><subtitle type='html'>But those who trust in the Lord will find new strenght. They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not faint. Isaiah 40:31</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-7004232712020674776</id><published>2010-04-21T10:19:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T10:35:11.531+02:00</updated><title type='text'>last day on campus...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was our last day on campus for this school year. How sad. It was very relaxing day and encouraging. We spent some time with our students by praying and sharing and eating together. When we were together I realized that there is two more people there then last year, Monika and Ivana our new sisters in Christ. I am so happy for them and also very encouraged to see how is God using them in our ministry. Very encouraging is also that all of our students involved want to go to summer mission trip. There are few options that they can go to. Jakub is going to USA summer project, and girls are probably going to Macedonia summer project not for sure but we would love for them to go. It just really reminds me of how I was a student and how I was every summer going to some kind of project. So I thank God that they are wanting to go to projects and want to serve God in different parts of the world. It is like in Acts 1:8. How they are going into the whole world and spreading the Gospel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-7004232712020674776?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/7004232712020674776/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=7004232712020674776' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/7004232712020674776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/7004232712020674776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-day-on-campus.html' title='last day on campus...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-1888405572387344015</id><published>2010-04-01T12:09:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T12:15:24.475+02:00</updated><title type='text'>more then a carpenter..</title><content type='html'>I talked to one student this week (Kristina) and it was very encouraging to spend time with her. While ago I gave her few more then carpenter books, because she asked for them. So she was telling me how is God using those books in peoples lives. She had several friend that were not believers and she was praying for them and sharing Jesus with them. But they always had questions, so she decided to give them those books. I was surprised that they read them, but they did, and God showed them who He is thru those books. So we have some new sisters and brother in Christ. Praise God for that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-1888405572387344015?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/1888405572387344015/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=1888405572387344015' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/1888405572387344015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/1888405572387344015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2010/04/more-then-carpenter.html' title='more then a carpenter..'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-4960097854927963031</id><published>2010-03-29T09:23:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T09:31:15.692+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Women's weekend..</title><content type='html'>This weekend we went to a beautiful place Zdiar for womens weekend. I enjoyed it a lot and I am very thankful for everything that happened there. We had two talks there about identity in Christ and second one about Waiting. My favorite part was wellness night. Student girls prepared such a good time for us and we could just relax. And also place we went to was perfect for our time together. So thank God and thank to all the girls that came there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-4960097854927963031?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/4960097854927963031/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=4960097854927963031' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/4960097854927963031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/4960097854927963031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2010/03/womens-weekend.html' title='Women&apos;s weekend..'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-529204945056745632</id><published>2010-03-19T15:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T15:29:18.710+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It is not about me...</title><content type='html'>Ive got good lesson from God this week. He reminded me that I can not do anything without Him. And also that He does not need me or anybody else to make someone believe in Him. It really is a good reminder and eyes opening truth about God. It is just His big big mercy that He is choosing to use us for His purposes. I am so thankful that in such a big time of discouragement He is encouraging me with His truth and loving hand. I like this verse John 3: 27...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-529204945056745632?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/529204945056745632/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=529204945056745632' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/529204945056745632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/529204945056745632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-is-not-about-me.html' title='It is not about me...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-5647733410874203639</id><published>2010-03-19T15:05:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T15:19:11.072+01:00</updated><title type='text'>discipleship...</title><content type='html'>I am learning about discipleship a lot right now. I think it is hard for me to understand what it really is. So I think the best way how to find out what it is to look at examples of it in Bible. I found some passages  about it-  2Tim. 2:2, Fil. 4:9, Acts 13:44-52, Acts 14:19-28. When I looked at it closely I could see that all of those verses point to one important thing. And I thing it is pointing to Paul and how he was doing discipleship. He was not just meeting with his disciples once a week for a lecture, but he was taking them everywhere with him, and also just allowing them to live with him, so discipleship was for him a life style looks like. And I like it. I wish I can do that too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-5647733410874203639?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/5647733410874203639/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=5647733410874203639' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5647733410874203639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5647733410874203639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2010/03/discipleship.html' title='discipleship...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-3210972688497919680</id><published>2010-03-05T14:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T14:34:21.750+01:00</updated><title type='text'>again by bus..</title><content type='html'>This week after long time I took bus back to Kosice from campus. Usually we as team go to Presov and from Presov by car. But anyway. It was kind of a good time for me to take bus. It definitely reminded me of good old times :)). Ivana my friend of mine took bus with me, and we had such a good time. I had opportunity to talk to her and get to know her little better. I was happy that I got to spent that time with her, and we could just hang out. other than that I met some new girls this week. One of them is Alzbeta. Me and Biba went to meet with her. It was pretty hard meeting. We talked about God and Jesus and faith and such, but her responses were not very clear or she didnt look very excited to talk about such things. I asked her after one hour if she likes to talk about spiritual things, and she said NO it is too personal for me. So when she said that I was wondering in my head why didnt she stopped us on the beginning?? But I think it was a good lesson for me to be more sensitive to how students respond or not respond. Well good to learn new things every day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-3210972688497919680?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/3210972688497919680/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=3210972688497919680' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/3210972688497919680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/3210972688497919680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2010/03/again-by-bus.html' title='again by bus..'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-1160584798765115940</id><published>2010-02-26T13:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T14:02:57.084+01:00</updated><title type='text'>sharing her life...</title><content type='html'>This week I had first meeting one on one with Ivana (one girl I started to meet with and just helping her grow in her faith).  We were just talking about God and such things, and she said that she had this conversation about God with her friends. I was encouraged to hear that, because she is a christian not very long time, and I am very encouraged by her courage. Ivana said that she told her friends that faith is not about going to church, but about personal relationship with God, and little bit explained about how Jesus died on cross for our sin. But she told me that she didnt know how to continue and how to explain it well. So I told her that we are going to talk about it soon, so she can know how she can effectively share her faith. :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-1160584798765115940?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/1160584798765115940/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=1160584798765115940' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/1160584798765115940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/1160584798765115940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2010/02/sharing-her-life.html' title='sharing her life...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-8080062066764774825</id><published>2010-02-19T16:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T16:49:50.109+01:00</updated><title type='text'>back on campus..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/S36zFBlp-GI/AAAAAAAAAI8/kcHMY9O9npc/s1600-h/IMG_6578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/S36zFBlp-GI/AAAAAAAAAI8/kcHMY9O9npc/s320/IMG_6578.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439982298817230946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week back on campus we did a hot chocolate outreach :)). It was very challenging , because it is still very cold outside. But it is amazing to see that God can be glorified also when I am cold or not ready to do ministry. Many students came to us and wanted chocolate and so we had opportunity to talk to them. I think we have some girl that we would like to meet with them again, so I pray that it would happened. Wednesday was very encouraging for me, because one of "our" students Monika came to help us, and she did very good. It was so natural for her to do ministry. Praise the Lord for Monika.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-8080062066764774825?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/8080062066764774825/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=8080062066764774825' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/8080062066764774825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/8080062066764774825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2010/02/back-on-campus.html' title='back on campus..'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/S36zFBlp-GI/AAAAAAAAAI8/kcHMY9O9npc/s72-c/IMG_6578.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-2550133980544482576</id><published>2009-12-04T14:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T15:06:52.987+01:00</updated><title type='text'>caffe "Most" week...</title><content type='html'>Caffe Most is a christian caffe place in Presov. This week I spent almost all my time there. It is a good place to meet students one on one, because it is christian place- so no alcohol, cigarettes, and weird looks from people sitting around me :). On Monday I spent some time there with my friend Ivka to talk about Holly Spirit. It was good conversation. On tuesday we had prayer there, and wednesday I met Pauli there, and we talked and played a game " Europe" with Biba and Peta. It is very interesting game, you can definitely  find out how smart you are or also how not very smart you are :)). In this game you answer questions from different topics, such as culture, sport, history, geography and so on... I think I really like this game. haha. Ok have a nice weekend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-2550133980544482576?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/2550133980544482576/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=2550133980544482576' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/2550133980544482576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/2550133980544482576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/12/caffe-most-week.html' title='caffe &quot;Most&quot; week...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-8996105320529553315</id><published>2009-11-27T13:56:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T14:10:58.319+01:00</updated><title type='text'>how to become a Christian...</title><content type='html'>This past week was full of meetings with girls. And honestly on the end of our campus time on wednesday, I felt like " if somebody else comes to me and asks me how they can become a Christian, I would die". I really am tired and I feel like I need lots of rest and sleep, and rest and sleep. It does not mean that i am not thankful for the privilege that I have in my job to share my faith. I am just tired. But anyway I think that most interesting meetings I had on wednesday. I met one of my friends, we know each other for several years, and she is student. But I was thinking how can I find out if she gave her life to Christ. And so this wednesday I decided that I am going to ask her question " how can someone become a Christian?" And so her answer told me what I wanted to know and we find out that she didnt give her life to Christ several years ago. And so I shared with her about Christ again and on the end I asked her if she would like to give her life to Christ and she said "I can not, I dont have faith" . I was so sad and frustrated that  I can not do anything to make her believe. But what I have learned from this situation is that it is not my job to make her believe. I can share with her and answer her questions, but just God can open her heart and give her faith. So it was good lesson...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-8996105320529553315?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/8996105320529553315/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=8996105320529553315' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/8996105320529553315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/8996105320529553315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-to-become-christian.html' title='how to become a Christian...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-5256480823036917608</id><published>2009-11-12T18:01:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:23:09.819+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I do love my job...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SvxD8Zx5FSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/p7Ntw0AxEMU/s1600-h/IMG_2539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SvxD8Zx5FSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/p7Ntw0AxEMU/s320/IMG_2539.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403268357929112866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SvxDzZ3BsBI/AAAAAAAAAII/zPaAo-4iU6A/s1600-h/IMG_2538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SvxDzZ3BsBI/AAAAAAAAAII/zPaAo-4iU6A/s320/IMG_2538.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403268203331825682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I really do love my job, I am so thankful that God gave me such a perfect gift to do this job. I love talking about Him, and cant imagine to not do it as everyday job, haha. This past tuesday we invited students to come and hear talk about christianity and God and Christ. We wanted to have entertaining name for the talk, so we named it "Grill a Christian". Yes it can sound different ways for different people. So yes it did. In the dorms where we have our meeting there are some ladies that work there, and give us keys every week for the room we are in. So they said that they are strong believers, and so they do not agree to have such a name for some talk. But in Slovakia if somebody says that they are strong believer it usually means that they are traditional believer, and has nothing to do with personal relationship with God. And so we really wanted to have good relationship with them, so we tried to explain it to them, but it didnt really help. So we had the talk "Grill a Christian". One girl named Monika- who just trusted Christ with our Miska, and is new new believer came to that talk, and at one point she said in front of all the people that came there, that she would like to say something. So she did, and she shared her faith with all the students there :))). We were so amazed from what God can do thru such a young christian. Our speaker was Lubo Badiar, maybe you know him. It was such a good talk, and students had such a good questions, questions that didnt want to grill Lubo but questions that were really good and deep, and I was very thankful for that :)). So after talk we were leaving the dorm and we see Monika sharing her faith with one of the ladies that were against our talk, and the lady was crying. So yes miracles do happened, and I want to be able to see them and be encouraged by them. So thankful...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-5256480823036917608?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/5256480823036917608/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=5256480823036917608' title='2 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5256480823036917608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5256480823036917608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-do-love-my-job.html' title='I do love my job...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SvxD8Zx5FSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/p7Ntw0AxEMU/s72-c/IMG_2539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-611027575902186101</id><published>2009-11-04T22:31:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:37:57.965+01:00</updated><title type='text'>last week in BA..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SvHz7Sr3FSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/oBqusOXxpOY/s1600-h/IMG_0409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SvHz7Sr3FSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/oBqusOXxpOY/s320/IMG_0409.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400365628147569954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SvHzosntnCI/AAAAAAAAAH4/99Ki9o_TAYo/s1600-h/IMG_2481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SvHzosntnCI/AAAAAAAAAH4/99Ki9o_TAYo/s320/IMG_2481.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400365308691979298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent some time in Bratislava last week. Mostly with my family and my niece. it was very good time. My niece is so cute and just very cool. see on pictures how cute she is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-611027575902186101?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/611027575902186101/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=611027575902186101' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/611027575902186101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/611027575902186101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-week-in-ba.html' title='last week in BA..'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SvHz7Sr3FSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/oBqusOXxpOY/s72-c/IMG_0409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-2420523245446013275</id><published>2009-10-21T23:27:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T00:25:14.641+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing day....</title><content type='html'>This is funny last week I was complaining to God, that I feel on campus like in different country, because it looks like everybody is catholic there, and I dont understand them, mostly where they are coming from. I really was very discouraged, that I dont connect with students well, and cant really understand them. I totally believed that there is nobody who is not catholic at campus in Presov. And so complaining was growing and frustration too. But today I saw that God hears me even when I am not very nice to Him. He knows what I need, and knows how much I can go thru, even when I feel like it is to much and cant go any farther, He knows, He knows, He knows. I wish I can remember that every second of my life. I wish I dont complain so much and I wish I can trust Him more. Today I went to a meeting with Biba and Peta. We met a girl named Jozka, we did survey with her on the beginning of the semester, but she was not very spiritually interested and we just had very shallow conversation with her. But Peta contacted her and Jozka said that she wants to meet with us. I was like ok I will go meet with her, but in my head I go what am I going to talk to her about, i dont want to waist my time on campus just to talk about weather or something similar- such a selfish attitude. Gabika told me before meeting, well just think about why are you meeting with Jozka. Well I want to tell her about Jesus, just dont know how to start. So we went and I had that motivation in my head. On the beginning Jozka said, I dont have much time because I am going to work out to gym. In my head I go , well maybe no sharing Gospel today, but somehow I knew that she needs to hear about Jesus. Ten minutes latter her friend called her and canceled on her about going to work out. So Jozka didnt go work out, and could stay longer with us. For long time we just talked about different stuff. And it was hard to switch the conversation and talk about Jesus. I started thinking well if this conversation is going to be like this for few more minutes I am just gonna tell her " Jozka we wanted to meet with you to tell you about Jesus", I was not sure how she would react on this, but I was ready to do it. Probably it was not the best idea, and God did helped us to switch the conversation  to spiritual stuff. In conversation I asked her if she is a believer. She said loud and sure " No, I am atheist". I was so happy she said that, I know it sounds funny, but for me it was answer to my prayers to meet someone that is sure about their believes. I mean , I think that catholics many times tell me " yes I believe in God, I go to church every sunday", but they have no idea about God, they just think they do. It is so much worse to say that than just say no I dont believe.  I dont know if you get it, but I can not explain it better right now. Anyway when Jozka said she is atheist, I knew that I need to tell her my testimony, because I was atheist before and knew nothing about God. But there was a problem I was afraid to start sharing. i know funny. I knew the whole time that God wants me to tell her my testimony, but I was so scared. Funny thing is that Peta and Biba felt the same way and they knew that I need to tell Jozka my testimony. So we all knew somehow, but I was still wondering why Peta or Biba dont tell her their testimonies. I know funny. Finally God kicked my butt and I told her my story. She was listening very carefully, and her face was different. I can tell that she was in shock. I think that my face looked like her when I first time heard of Jesus. She didnt say anything the whole time, but just nod her head. I told her on the end that everybody has to decide if they want to accept Jesus or not. And I finished, and she said "Ok lets go". That was not something I wanted to hear from her. I thought she would say something, but maybe this was her reaction. Once I heard that every man has some reaction on Gospel, so I take it as her reaction was this. I think that she was in shock and probably never heard something like that before. I wish that she will think about it more, but I dont know what she will do. Maybe I will never see her again, but maybe she will make decision for Jesus. I dont know, but God knows, He knows. I believe that nothing is coincidence, and I believe that God was behind this meeting with Jozka. I needed encouragement and Jozka needed to hear about Jesus, because everybody needs to hear about Jesus. I pray that she will know God personally one day. Kind of long but I wanted to write it here....&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Arial CE', Arial, 'Helvetica CE', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;table class="p" style="font-family: 'Arial CE', Arial, 'Helvetica CE', Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;tbody style="font-family: 'Arial CE', Arial, 'Helvetica CE', Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: 'Arial CE', Arial, 'Helvetica CE', Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;td class="z" width="*" style="font-family: 'Arial CE', Arial, 'Helvetica CE', Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: top; width: 220px; text-align: left; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="sipka" style="font-family: 'Arial CE', Arial, 'Helvetica CE', Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: top; font-size: 14px; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 128, 0); "&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="do" width="100%" style="font-family: 'Arial CE', Arial, 'Helvetica CE', Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: top; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; color: rgb(0, 128, 0); font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/1134294916021465457-2420523245446013275?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/2420523245446013275/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=2420523245446013275' title='1 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/2420523245446013275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/2420523245446013275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/10/amazing-day.html' title='Amazing day....'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-3014346311061139899</id><published>2009-10-16T15:29:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:56:14.842+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Catholic Zuzka...</title><content type='html'>It was very sad for me to see how this girl is living in so many lies. Zuzka is a girl I met on monday in Presov doing Soularium-survey. She had a lot of time so we talked a lot during survey, and she was pretty open to talk about spiritual stuff, so it was good. But more and more we talked more and more I have seen that she is believing in so many lies. I really wished that I could understand what is she talking about. She is traditional catholic, and so maybe you can see what am I coming from. We talked about 2 hours and I really felt like I am in some different culture or something like that. I realized that this religion in Slovakia is so far away from me and from what I know about God. It was very hard to talk to her, because her eyes and heart were closed and she didnt hear anything that I was trying to tell her about God. I shared gospel with her, but I clearly saw that she is not getting it at all, just not getting it. Those lies she grew up in are so strong in her life that it is very hard for me to believe that she can ever know God personally. She said a lot of things, but there is one that I can still not understand. Maybe you can help me to understand it. She said that she believes in God, but she does not believe that God created her and this world. So in my head I was thinking well then what god do you believe in??? I mean who is your god??? She believes that we are from monkeys, so I told her " I dont think that I am from monkey, because I am human, and monkey is animal, animals dont have spirit and are not created on Gods image and cant have relationship with God" so I said I am definitely not a monkey, because I have relationship with God!!! And I can not climb the trees haha :)). Just kidding. So yes I told her gospel, but didnt work for her there, but I hope and pray that one day it will work for her and God will save her. Please pray for her too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-3014346311061139899?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/3014346311061139899/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=3014346311061139899' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/3014346311061139899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/3014346311061139899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/10/catholic-zuzka.html' title='Catholic Zuzka...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-7395095915423584420</id><published>2009-10-15T11:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T11:15:19.449+02:00</updated><title type='text'>jeeej...</title><content type='html'>I like this new things jeej new background... wwoooww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-7395095915423584420?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/7395095915423584420/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=7395095915423584420' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/7395095915423584420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/7395095915423584420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/10/jeeej.html' title='jeeej...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-3844139199779507227</id><published>2009-10-09T13:48:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T14:48:02.547+02:00</updated><title type='text'>searching week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/Ss8vlaR8ZzI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Xlj5KmkPU30/s1600-h/chataplesnivecm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/Ss8vlaR8ZzI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Xlj5KmkPU30/s320/chataplesnivecm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390579598742021938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for real!!! this week was for me a searching week. Searching is one of my biggest weaknesses. I really really dont like searching. This searching I had to do because it was searching for some good place for our women's weekend. It is going to happened on 24 and 25th of October, saturday and sunday. So that is why I was searching and searching. I really love women's times and I love doing stuff for women, so the whole week I had this motivation to help me keep searching. First I thought, that it will not be any problem to find a cute place for us for one night, but it is a problem. I started calling to different accommodation  places and everyone told me that they dont take people just for one night. So my frustration was growing and growing as week was going. Thank God I was not by my self in that frustration, because Peta was in it with me, and was helping me to find something. I was waking up and going to sleep with searching. I was seriously asking God why is it such a problem to find something, and I started thinking that we should probably not have women's weekend. But it didn't make any sense to me that God would not want such a good thing to happened.  So here we go friday came and I am very very tired.  AND yes I still think searching is tiring and it is still not my favorite thing to do,  but I am very happy that Gods answer to my question is yes. Yes He wants us to have women's weekend. So this week I have learned that I have to do everything I can and leave results to God. Good lesson for this week.  So we have accommodation in beautiful place in Tatry mountains, jeeej for that. Please bee praying for that weekend and for good number of girls to come. Thank you. On the picture you can see where we are going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-3844139199779507227?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/3844139199779507227/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=3844139199779507227' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/3844139199779507227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/3844139199779507227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/10/searching-week.html' title='searching week...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/Ss8vlaR8ZzI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Xlj5KmkPU30/s72-c/chataplesnivecm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-5576286541569849691</id><published>2009-10-02T15:17:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T15:47:51.096+02:00</updated><title type='text'>how the team works...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SsYEf9pGzvI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8RpXCmFwm0E/s1600-h/IMG_2190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SsYEf9pGzvI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8RpXCmFwm0E/s320/IMG_2190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387998951364808434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very stressful week for me, but also very blessed one for my team. In my biggest nightmare I would never expect that my week would look like the one I just had. So I have learned that I should not have expectation for every day to look like how I want it, but be ready for anything. Till wednesday it looked like normal week, but then 7.30 am on wednesday everything changed. As usual I woke up and wanted to get ready to take my doggie out. But I looked at him and he was laying on the ground and could not move at all. So I took him to vet and they could not figure out what it is. So they did what they could for him, and we went home. Next day he was still not moving, so we went back to vet. And they did more stuff with him and told us, that he probably needs special check up in Brno in Czech republic and that if dog has such problems that they dont give them big chances to survive. So I was crying for long time, because I cant imagine to put him to sleep because of that. He is only 5 years old, and so it is hard to accept that he might die.SO today in the morning we went again, and my doggie is doing better, he is moving more, and can stand up. So we decided with vet that we are going to wait till monday, if he gets better, or not. So please pray that he will!!! But in the same time I was going thru this, my whole team was in Presov doing ministry. I was supposed to have some meetings with girls, but could not go there. So I was very encouraged when I talked to my team on the phone that wednesday and they were telling me very encouraging things that were happening on campus that day. One girl named Mirka-very beautiful name :)) met with Biba and Peta, and they shared gospel with her and she said that she wants to accept Christ into her life by her self, so next monday they are going to meet with her and see if she did it. Jeeej for that. So after hearing that story I was so happy even my doggie is not doing good, I was happy that God is doing big things thru my team in Presov. So I am happy I can be in team, and see how God works....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-5576286541569849691?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/5576286541569849691/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=5576286541569849691' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5576286541569849691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5576286541569849691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-team-works.html' title='how the team works...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SsYEf9pGzvI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8RpXCmFwm0E/s72-c/IMG_2190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-5027568796598616520</id><published>2009-09-25T12:22:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T12:38:21.827+02:00</updated><title type='text'>busy week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SrydkyDwcAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zVDYhA2kcVE/s1600-h/IMG_5642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SrydkyDwcAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zVDYhA2kcVE/s320/IMG_5642.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385352509666652162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first week on campus was very busy. Monday till thursday we went to Presov on campus and did different activities. One of my favorites was " Parkovica" it means sausage party. We grilled many sausages in front of dorms and gave them to students for free. It was really fun evening. One of our students Zuzka, had opportunity to share her faith with one girl at the party. It was amazing for me to see her doing that, and stepping out boldly. On the picture you can see it happening. During the week I had opportunity to meet lots of girls, but I feel like two of them are very special and I definitely want to meet with them again. One of them is Milka, she is very spiritually interested, and is as she said thinking about her life and God. So I already sent her an email to see if she has time to meet next week, so we can talk about God more. So please pray that we will meet. Second girl is Miska, she came to our movie night on tuesday and I meet her in discussion group we had after movie. She is not believer, but she reminded me of myself when I was not believer. I asked her if she heard about Jesus before, and she gave me the same answer I gave years ago to someone who asked me that question. She said," no I never heard of him, nobody told me about Him." So pleeeeeaaas pray that I will be able to meet with her and explain to her what Jesus did for her. thank you for reading and praying. have a wonderful weekend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-5027568796598616520?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/5027568796598616520/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=5027568796598616520' title='1 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5027568796598616520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5027568796598616520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/09/busy-week.html' title='busy week...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SrydkyDwcAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zVDYhA2kcVE/s72-c/IMG_5642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-6531290245781358602</id><published>2009-09-13T19:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:05:23.285+02:00</updated><title type='text'>left home in summer and came back in fall...</title><content type='html'>Haha, I just have to share this. Today me and my mom went shopping. We left in the summer but got back in fall. Let me explain. When we were leaving from home it was very hot outside, like really summer weather, and the sky was just beautiful blue, no clouds. We were just running around Kosice and by the end of our shopping day we walked out of Optima- shopping mall, and the sky was just totally grey and some parts were also black kind of looking. Just in one little spot the sun was still trying to shine and saying "hey I am here, I am still here" haha. I was amazed by all that beauty, because watching the sun and sky from Optima parking lot is one of my favorite things to do specially in summer and fall. Well it was just beautiful as usual. In that moment I really didnt think that it is going to rain or whatever. So we went to one more store next to Optima, and when we were coming to cashier and closer to exit I said "mom, I hear really heavy rain" and she was like " no you are just dreaming", but I was pretty sure I hear rain. The sound was like the whole world is falling apart, haha. But it was just raining, no world falling apart haha. I think I never seen such a heavy rain. We got to the exit and we could not even see cars at parking lot and Optima we just saw water pouring down from sky. It was amazing, to see such a think, it just reminded me of the story of Noah when the flood covered the earth. So yes it was amazing to see what God can do with the rain, but I was thankful that God is not doing such a things today, and that He can look at us thru Jesus and His sacrifice. So the end of story, we were laughing with mom that we went shopping in summer but we got back in fall, haha. So we were shopping for the whole season, because it got colder after rain and it feels like fall outside. Ok, hope you all are doing well. Have to run to go watch Superstar... jeeeeejjj.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-6531290245781358602?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/6531290245781358602/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=6531290245781358602' title='1 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/6531290245781358602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/6531290245781358602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/09/left-home-in-summer-and-came-back-in.html' title='left home in summer and came back in fall...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-4070327555438751227</id><published>2009-09-11T13:38:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T14:12:24.625+02:00</updated><title type='text'>feelin brown and permission....</title><content type='html'>Just feelin like I wanna have my blog brown, lol. I change it all the time, just cant decide, well I think I am just being woman haha. But anyway, we as Kosice-Presov team got permission to do activities at student dorms in Presov. That means that we can be legal, no more sneaking in to the dorms and pretending like we are students. We were trying to get permission from school for a while, but it was just not working out, and employes of Presov University were just throwing us around like a hot potato. Nobody knew what to do with us, and didnt want to deal with it. I honestly can say that it was very frustrating time. So we prayed and prayed and we just knew that God is bigger than all this and that He will do what His plan is, not what ours is. And He did. One day we went, as a team, to Presov, and we just walked around and for the last time pretended that we are students :))) and prayed and searched for Gods will for our team. We wanted to also try to get room for free at dorms, so we can have some activities in there for students, as we did for past years. We went to see the director of dorms and find out that our old good director is gone, "oh Noooooo" I said this is crazy I thought, the old good director already knew us, and now there is new guy who is probably gonna feel "very serious" about his new role. So honestly I was disappointed right there and thinking what is God trying to say? But thank God I am not the leader of our team and dont decide what is gonna happened and I am not God also lol, haha. So our bold leaders Viktor and Biba, went to talk to this new guy. Me and Gabi stayed outside, it was pretty warm day so we enjoyed the sun. After a while Gabi said it is taking to long, where are they? And so we came up with two options or alternatives what happened to them. So first one they are still waiting for the guy to talk to him, and second they are talking to him and he is open to talk so they are really trying to explain what we wanna do. Of course we were hoping for the second one to be truth, but also of course in my head I go I am sure they are still waiting haha, I hate when I am like that. So here they come, and smiling kind of, so we were like "what happened, what happened?" and Viktor said this new director guy is so open to what we wanna do, and was excited about us coming there and doing things for students.  Big Jeeeeeeeeej for that. So the conclusion is that we have permission, to go to the dorms anytime officially, and do anything we want and have room for free for whole year. SUPEEEER. So prayer request would be, pray for the new director, that he is successful in his new position, because there are some people that are not very ok with how he is doing his job- making some changes, also pray for us that we use this permission wisely for God. So pray pray pray.....     &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-4070327555438751227?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/4070327555438751227/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=4070327555438751227' title='1 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/4070327555438751227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/4070327555438751227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/09/feelin-brown-and-permission.html' title='feelin brown and permission....'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-8296521886019888295</id><published>2009-08-17T12:47:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T13:21:24.218+02:00</updated><title type='text'>summer time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/Sok2D6-tIPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/xDUfI2fRkmY/s1600-h/IMG_7882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/Sok2D6-tIPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/xDUfI2fRkmY/s320/IMG_7882.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370883471615795442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we go our new team in Kosice and Presov. We are missing one member Petra, who is raising support in Bratislava, so please be praying for her so she can join us asap. This week is our first working week, and I am super excited what is God gonna plan thru us for this year. We even have our first official office in Kosice, so our meetings are gonna be there, and that is very weird for me but also very cool I think. It was needed and I am glad that God blessed this idea of having office. &lt;div&gt;But anyway, i feel like this summer has been the longest in my life. The other day I was seriously thinking of Christmas and snow and really just colder weather. Dont ask me I dodnt know what happened to me, but yes I am excited for fall to come. last weekend I went to campfest where we as CCC Kosice had one seminar. Campfest is a big christian festival of music and different seminars and such. Christians from all over Slovakia and Czech Republic come there and just worship God and just spent time together. I love campfest and I am so thankful to God that He allowed us to have a seminar there. Our seminar was about evangelism, and I had opportunity to talk about practical ways how to share our faith, well thank God or Bill Bright or both for booklet with four laws haha, but really it was good tool to use and prepare my talk from. Also it was amazing for me to see our students mainly from Presov helping with seminar and really doing it for God. So here you go and enjoy this video from campfest, just a little bit of atmosphere.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d2e55f45367dbef9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2e55f45367dbef9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331653340%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8EA37EA5A1E7B0DE10EBF7C49392DE8C3651FD4.7D1D451DB64C1C01DAA8EAC94FC53D5AC8B99BD7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2e55f45367dbef9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnS6rmcgMtybCHSex1t3YvFjsIu0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2e55f45367dbef9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331653340%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8EA37EA5A1E7B0DE10EBF7C49392DE8C3651FD4.7D1D451DB64C1C01DAA8EAC94FC53D5AC8B99BD7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2e55f45367dbef9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnS6rmcgMtybCHSex1t3YvFjsIu0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-8296521886019888295?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d2e55f45367dbef9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/8296521886019888295/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=8296521886019888295' title='1 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/8296521886019888295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/8296521886019888295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-time.html' title='summer time...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/Sok2D6-tIPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/xDUfI2fRkmY/s72-c/IMG_7882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-6580762984496310299</id><published>2009-05-27T11:25:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:28:48.660+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Modesty...</title><content type='html'>I know it looks like that I am obsessed by topic of modesty, but today I found this very good talk, and I wanna share it with you all. So women here you all go, enjoy it. just download it or listen online, it is really really good. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.covlife.org/resources/741764-A_Modest_Heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-6580762984496310299?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/6580762984496310299/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=6580762984496310299' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/6580762984496310299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/6580762984496310299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/05/modesty.html' title='Modesty...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-6161342817266759847</id><published>2009-05-24T20:49:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:55:04.705+02:00</updated><title type='text'>wow I am looser...</title><content type='html'>sorry I dont really write here much lately. There is just to much stuff I wanna write about, and also I have to admit that I am lazy most of the time. So right now I dont really wanna write about anything, and that is weird that nothing is on my mind, but I guess that is ok. Or maybe there is to much on my mind, loooolll, ok I dont know. well have fun, and nice day. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-6161342817266759847?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/6161342817266759847/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=6161342817266759847' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/6161342817266759847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/6161342817266759847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/05/wow-i-am-looser.html' title='wow I am looser...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-5663039814367217881</id><published>2009-03-02T16:19:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:41:38.750+01:00</updated><title type='text'>two weeks ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just wanted to you all know what is going on in ministry. two weeks ago we had to bigger outreaches here in Kosice. One was pancake party for students at medical school, and second was our another time serving in Lutheran church with doing evangelistic evening for collage students.We used Soularium tool, and had good discussions with students. Again we had our great students take over and leading it from the beginning to the end. Zuzka was our Mc and Danka shared her testimony with using Soularium. They did great job, and I am so thankful to God that He is teaching them to take big steps of faith to bring Him glory.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Church outreach...&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/Sav9d6yvXkI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/jX8-6RsnLS4/s320/IMG_1479.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308615276226371138" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pancake outreach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/Sav8jlK-aUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KD59CZXRb5g/s320/IMG_1457.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308614273990027586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-5663039814367217881?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/5663039814367217881/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=5663039814367217881' title='1 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5663039814367217881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5663039814367217881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/03/two-weeks-ago.html' title='two weeks ago...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/Sav9d6yvXkI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/jX8-6RsnLS4/s72-c/IMG_1479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-1039478488245838056</id><published>2009-02-26T09:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T10:25:00.030+01:00</updated><title type='text'>like it....</title><content type='html'>My friend Brandy send me one link to a web page, and I cant get out of page. I love it, just read and read, it is really cool www.girltalk.blogs.com. It is mainly for women, but I really believe that it can be helpful to men too. :)) But anyway, as I am reading through it, I found this one article or more like one part of article, and it just was so great to read, and was just so encouraging. so I wanted to put it up here, so you can read it too. &lt;div&gt;"A Christian woman does not put her hope in her husband, or in getting a husband. She does not put her hope in her looks. She puts her hope in promises of God...She looks away from the troubles and miseries and obstacles of life that seem to make the future bleak, and she focuses her attention on the sovereign power and love of God who rules in heaven and does on earth whatever he pleases. She knows her Bible, and she knows her theology of the sovereignty of God, and she knows His promise that he will be with her strengthen her no matter what. This is the deep, unshakeable root of Christian womanhood."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is from Johns Pipers talk. I love it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-1039478488245838056?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/1039478488245838056/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=1039478488245838056' title='1 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/1039478488245838056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/1039478488245838056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/02/like-it.html' title='like it....'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-4793034720419466436</id><published>2009-02-16T12:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T12:58:09.145+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just reflections on Valentines...</title><content type='html'>Just feel like I need to write or ask or just whatever. Every year Valentines day is becoming bigger and bigger deal here in Slovakia, at least thats how I feel about it. So this year I heard several opinions about this day. Some people said I love it, some I hate it and some didn't even know that it is Valentines day.  I heard that there was party for people that are anti-valentine day. That is funny to think about it for me cause those people were celebrating that day anyway, because they had that party, so in my mind something special was going on for them too. So reason I am writing this here is that I feel like I would like to make up my mind about Valentines day, but I am just not sure how or what to think. I mean God is Love, and if there is one special day for celebrating Love as something that God is, I am up for it. But I also heard that on Valentines day the most sin in the world is happening, so it seems to me so far that this day is a celebration of something that is pretending to look like Love, but maybe love or maybe something that people - world  thinks is love. And that is not what Gods opinion about Love is. So I will keep thinking. But please feel free to leave any ideas you have. And also I dont know if all this makes sense at all, so if not just dont worry about it..... nice day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-4793034720419466436?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/4793034720419466436/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=4793034720419466436' title='1 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/4793034720419466436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/4793034720419466436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-reflections-on-valentines.html' title='Just reflections on Valentines...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-1073363822270642334</id><published>2009-02-06T13:39:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:01:45.263+01:00</updated><title type='text'>comfort zone....</title><content type='html'>Last two weeks I spent in Bratislava. It was difficult time for me, but I learned a lot. It is truth that God teaches us best things thru hard times. In general I dont really like changes, well let me say it clear. I like changes from time to time and also changes when it is change to something good or better. So this past two weeks I realized that I have build some kind of comfort zone for my self, and that it is hard for me to get out of there. And I was sad, because I dont want to live in a box of some people and things that I know very well and that I dont have to try new stuff. I think that it is funny that everyday I tell God "here is my life do whatever you want to do with it" , but when He does, I freak out and question Him so much. I am sad that this life that I am living is like that. I really want to step out of my box and take everything God planed for me. So just something that I am thinking of a lot lately. Have a beautiful day...&lt;div&gt;And here some short fun video of my niece Eliska, she is funny....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e3d2af7655b01385" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De3d2af7655b01385%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331653340%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2CDE9D040AEAF57E9EEE69FDC24185660D91E647.42BCFA0D65ED5A7AFABF61F58A9CC3DD58222407%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De3d2af7655b01385%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DytjXXPZZ8Q1EC5QSEm59yp9Dqls&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De3d2af7655b01385%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331653340%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2CDE9D040AEAF57E9EEE69FDC24185660D91E647.42BCFA0D65ED5A7AFABF61F58A9CC3DD58222407%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De3d2af7655b01385%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DytjXXPZZ8Q1EC5QSEm59yp9Dqls&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-1073363822270642334?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e3d2af7655b01385&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/1073363822270642334/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=1073363822270642334' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/1073363822270642334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/1073363822270642334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/02/comfort-zone.html' title='comfort zone....'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-4523943460311623649</id><published>2009-01-22T23:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:32:27.474+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Viera being Viera...</title><content type='html'>So I found this video today and I think it is pretty funny. Vierka my best friend is just being Vierka. Love you sister, and I am so thankful for you. Enjoy...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-58452843ece276c1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D58452843ece276c1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331653340%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5331E7C34F3303B38A400C67F9079B18C85328DB.576FDFD630B69D51231AC6127B8E10725139F60A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D58452843ece276c1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dt0OmUqd1pSQQJUPNAdduReRoWVA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D58452843ece276c1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331653340%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5331E7C34F3303B38A400C67F9079B18C85328DB.576FDFD630B69D51231AC6127B8E10725139F60A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D58452843ece276c1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dt0OmUqd1pSQQJUPNAdduReRoWVA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-4523943460311623649?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=58452843ece276c1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/4523943460311623649/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=4523943460311623649' title='1 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/4523943460311623649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/4523943460311623649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/01/viera-being-viera.html' title='Viera being Viera...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-5418468210061649896</id><published>2009-01-20T10:30:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:07:10.849+01:00</updated><title type='text'>trying to catch up...</title><content type='html'>I mentioned earlier that there is so much going on right now here, so I wanna share some more. Today I wanna share about our winter conference for students "Zimnna Salenica" we had during new years.  Of course it was very good time of fellowship again. We had some new people come and some old too. The theme was "Teplo v Zime" means warm in cold. We had several speakers from our leaders in CCC here in SK. I think my highlight was mens and women's time we had one evening. I usually dont really like that time cause it seems the same all the time, but I really enjoyed it a lot this time. We had two speakers at that time, and I had privilege to be one of them. I know it sounds funny that I was one of the speakers and in the same time it was my favorite time at conference, but that is not the reason why I liked it. The reason is that I think it was very revolutionary evening and I really felt it when all the girls where together. I dont wanna talk about what was the theme of that evening, but I wanna share about the atmosphere that was there during the women's time. It just felt that something is moving and changing and just basically something is happening. All the girls where so excited about being woman and I felt like they are ready to hear what was said there and ready to change something in their lives. And that was encouraging to realize that God really did lead our minds and talks when we where preparing women's time with two other girls Lindsey and Cindy. So I just wanna give praise to God for all He is doing for us. We really cant do anything without Him.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SXWg5lZxo9I/AAAAAAAAAGU/Mnlf0hEoBzo/s320/sdim1793.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293313848197096402" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;most of the people that where there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-5418468210061649896?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/5418468210061649896/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=5418468210061649896' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5418468210061649896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5418468210061649896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/01/trying-to-catch-up.html' title='trying to catch up...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SXWg5lZxo9I/AAAAAAAAAGU/Mnlf0hEoBzo/s72-c/sdim1793.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-1333048540441990940</id><published>2009-01-14T22:47:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:03:48.334+01:00</updated><title type='text'>God is good....</title><content type='html'>God is good even we feel like He is not, or we do not feel His presence at all. Right now I have a big privilege of feeling His goodness so much in my life. Sounds selfish, but who does not need this feeling once in a while. I can feel Him everyday in every situation. I feel His goodness spiritually, emotionally and also physically. I literally feel His hands holding me and just taking care of everything that I need. Sometimes it is so strong that I feel like I am shaking from His power, love and mercy around me. He is teaching me so much right now and sometimes I am surprised that I can process it so quick. Sometimes I am begging Him for more and more, I am like ok show me more I want to learn more of You. And sometimes I am on my knees crying from all the presence He is giving to me, and sometimes I am speechless and dont know how to thank Him for everything He is to me. I just wanna glorify God for this time of my life. And the reason why I wrote it here is because it is so easy to feel the opposite way that I am right now, so when this hard times come I want to come back here and read it to my self and thank Him again for every moment of my life. So please thank God for everything.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-1333048540441990940?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/1333048540441990940/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=1333048540441990940' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/1333048540441990940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/1333048540441990940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/01/god-is-good.html' title='God is good....'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-2253493604540126828</id><published>2009-01-12T19:47:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T09:47:14.485+01:00</updated><title type='text'>some ice skating...</title><content type='html'>There is a lot of things I would like to share here, but I am lazy most of the time when I get chance to actually do it. So I wanna share this video with you all. This is one time me and stint girls Lindsey and Stephanie went to ice skating. It was fun so I took a short video of it. Enjoy.....&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8a863bf6964c862e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8a863bf6964c862e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331653340%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4237A442D2FC7899577CE016B9F74CB1A23640CC.3E8E06DCD9EB20191855513BF355FBC8ECF9183F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8a863bf6964c862e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIfD5ckhTfb3EsQ7SGkh5WBQ1AFs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8a863bf6964c862e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331653340%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4237A442D2FC7899577CE016B9F74CB1A23640CC.3E8E06DCD9EB20191855513BF355FBC8ECF9183F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8a863bf6964c862e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIfD5ckhTfb3EsQ7SGkh5WBQ1AFs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-2253493604540126828?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8a863bf6964c862e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/2253493604540126828/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=2253493604540126828' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/2253493604540126828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/2253493604540126828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-ice-skating.html' title='some ice skating...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-5258514526911345968</id><published>2009-01-03T22:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:51:26.738+01:00</updated><title type='text'>imagine a lot...</title><content type='html'>First happy new year to everybody who is reading this, so like two people haha. I am thankful if you are reading this. I was just thinking today, that my imagination is sometimes or most of the time going to far, in like everything. I do not know why, but I think I am dreaming to much about everything. I think dreams are good, but I also think that dreams are even better when they come true. And I dont think that a lot of my dreams are coming true, because I am most of the time just dreaming and I always wait what is going to happened with it. I think God gives us some dreams, and lately I have been thinking how do I know which ones those are??? So if you have any ideas, feel free to share. So with all that I realized that with all my dreaming my head is full of this stuff, and then it is very hard to find place for God in there. So I think I am going to pray for that. I am going to ask God to clean my head from dreams that are not from Him, and help me to be focused on dreams He wants me to do and live. That is what I am going to do for now. I just felt like I have to write it here, it helps me to think about it better. Thanks for reading.....  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-5258514526911345968?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/5258514526911345968/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=5258514526911345968' title='3 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5258514526911345968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5258514526911345968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2009/01/imagine-lot.html' title='imagine a lot...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-6781335037600211213</id><published>2008-12-22T10:55:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T11:03:43.721+01:00</updated><title type='text'>worship time...</title><content type='html'>This is little bit of worship time in my church. I like it a lot, so I wanted to share with you all. This two songs are little bit older but still cool. So enjoy....&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1c100fa6a39cd83e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1c100fa6a39cd83e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331653340%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D482EE8C4B26FF609140EDC668AC607239F80EDF6.79111369EF6B7E674AB49C7BFDD1310F646B9767%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1c100fa6a39cd83e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdQ5k8uNei3s335Y93u4a7nH4dxM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1c100fa6a39cd83e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331653340%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D482EE8C4B26FF609140EDC668AC607239F80EDF6.79111369EF6B7E674AB49C7BFDD1310F646B9767%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1c100fa6a39cd83e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdQ5k8uNei3s335Y93u4a7nH4dxM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-6781335037600211213?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1c100fa6a39cd83e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/6781335037600211213/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=6781335037600211213' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/6781335037600211213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/6781335037600211213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/12/worship-time.html' title='worship time...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-1495161269389798951</id><published>2008-12-17T18:36:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:12:19.374+01:00</updated><title type='text'>my church....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Right now in my church we have this theme  "Truth". Past few weeks I heard talk about "Truth about Kingdom coming". I enjoy it a lot, because I always felt that this world around me is saying that I need to do compromises in my life and in what I believe. I knew that God has just one truth about everything and that God does not know any compromises and doesn't make any compromises. I love that about God and I greatly respect all people that are following this awesome example. I am realizing that it is very hard to live life like that. But I also know that this is the only way how can I bring glory to God. And that is why He created me to bring Him glory. God said that He hates sin, and that we should not sin, He didn't say sin is bad, but you can sin a little it will be fine. God has very clear in His mind how we should live and how things are supposed to go. So it was very good to remind this truths to myself. Speaker of this evening was very cool guy Lubo Badiar. As some of you know he is very creative man, so to give a example of how God see the truth he wore wig on his head. It was very funny, it was black and white wig with afro hair. He said that God knows white or black, He doesn't live where grey "color" comes into our lives. Here is a picture of him, people were laughing at him. It was very nice. So enjoy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SUk-lSDFwpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JIAuYeVZEUM/s320/IMG_1193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280820848289497746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-1495161269389798951?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/1495161269389798951/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=1495161269389798951' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/1495161269389798951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/1495161269389798951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-church.html' title='my church....'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SUk-lSDFwpI/AAAAAAAAAGM/JIAuYeVZEUM/s72-c/IMG_1193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-9110743246280150345</id><published>2008-12-09T18:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:31:29.581+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eliska 8 months old...</title><content type='html'>So my little niece Eliska is 8 months old. So cute, so loud, and loves music... fun fun fun. She spend weekend with us. It was great I just wish I could see her more often. But anyway I thought I will put some video of her loudness here, so you can all enjoy. So here it is. &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3a700f2c81018edc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3a700f2c81018edc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331653340%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5BC7596C580444120503DF4D905C21BFC7BC7E2F.7C7E53296160503062DD8AB106045E2913E8289A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a700f2c81018edc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBz7LplwwKVhlG5cLMBqQGmD0cUc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3a700f2c81018edc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331653340%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5BC7596C580444120503DF4D905C21BFC7BC7E2F.7C7E53296160503062DD8AB106045E2913E8289A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a700f2c81018edc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBz7LplwwKVhlG5cLMBqQGmD0cUc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-9110743246280150345?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3a700f2c81018edc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/9110743246280150345/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=9110743246280150345' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/9110743246280150345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/9110743246280150345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/12/eliska-8-months-old.html' title='Eliska 8 months old...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-3014463532230116819</id><published>2008-12-03T19:34:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:33:10.709+01:00</updated><title type='text'>tooth problems...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so this is embarrassing, but I decided to put it up here anyway. I have bigger face or one side of face. I have problems with my tooth since saturday. I went to dentist on sunday and monday and everyday. They did little medical help to it, but I still look like this. So I will go to dentist till end of this work week, and I hope it will get better or I just really want it to get better, because it doesn't feel very good. So I wanna ask you to pray for me, that healing would be quick so I can function like a normal person. Thank you so much, have a blessed day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/STbSyP86yOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/T_35VcNFnnw/s320/Photo+9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275635774228449506" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-3014463532230116819?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/3014463532230116819/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=3014463532230116819' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/3014463532230116819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/3014463532230116819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/12/ok-so-this-isembarrassing-but-i-decided.html' title='tooth problems...'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/STbSyP86yOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/T_35VcNFnnw/s72-c/Photo+9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-3832601456971771647</id><published>2008-11-26T11:38:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:15:11.809+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Worship Festival</title><content type='html'>On last saturday we went to worship festival to Presov. It is organized by Youth for Christ every year. It is good time of worshiping God by music. People that work around this festival are very creative and every year there is something that just takes my breath away. This year it was this dance band. They danced out story of one person, just showing how we as humans go thru different stages of life. This dance was very powerful and just basically very cool.  So I have my Macbook for two weeks and have not made any video with it, so here is officially my first video. Enjoy it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6b2abc33aaf055f9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6b2abc33aaf055f9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331653340%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31C1B795C1212997FB6BAC81D29CABE654CAAA52.2D6A6EF01EC17602E7EDF75182B606E3CC633D81%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6b2abc33aaf055f9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsYqfb4jmM4qRNaWuT_-5nj7vIIQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6b2abc33aaf055f9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331653340%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31C1B795C1212997FB6BAC81D29CABE654CAAA52.2D6A6EF01EC17602E7EDF75182B606E3CC633D81%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6b2abc33aaf055f9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsYqfb4jmM4qRNaWuT_-5nj7vIIQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-3832601456971771647?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6b2abc33aaf055f9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/3832601456971771647/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=3832601456971771647' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/3832601456971771647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/3832601456971771647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/11/worship-festival.html' title='Worship Festival'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-246937210209646143</id><published>2008-11-25T09:31:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:45:03.087+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of the Soul...... how was it....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you all for praying for Story of the Soul. It was amazing evening. It was so good for me to see our students working together as one body of Christ. It reminded me some of our student times, when we were involved in activities of CCC. And it also reminded me how old I am :))). Just kidding. It was good to see Zuzka one of our students to step up in her faith, and share her testimony with people. She was very nervous about that but she also knew that God was working and speaking thru her, and that He is going to use her testimony in peoples life's. So enjoy some pictures from the evening. The theme of the evening was Friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SSu5Y1lA2II/AAAAAAAAAFU/AqBDLjAX4VM/s1600-h/IMG_1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SSu5Y1lA2II/AAAAAAAAAFU/AqBDLjAX4VM/s320/IMG_1134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272511625117620354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zuzka sharing her Testimony&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SSu5BWsnHPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/L45l7xnzng0/s1600-h/IMG_1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SSu5BWsnHPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/L45l7xnzng0/s320/IMG_1133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272511221690998002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Students at the Story of the soul.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SSu4nbHgihI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yLN7rFToHsA/s1600-h/IMG_1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SSu4nbHgihI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yLN7rFToHsA/s320/IMG_1132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272510776200956434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peto explaining 3rd part of the evening.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-246937210209646143?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/246937210209646143/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=246937210209646143' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/246937210209646143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/246937210209646143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/11/thank-you-all-for-praying-for-story-of.html' title='Story of the Soul...... how was it....'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SSu5Y1lA2II/AAAAAAAAAFU/AqBDLjAX4VM/s72-c/IMG_1134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-2170683428732127573</id><published>2008-11-17T22:14:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:46:49.288+01:00</updated><title type='text'>what is happening....</title><content type='html'>Last friday we had a medieval social with our team. I am glad that I could spend some time with my team. As you know I am raising my support now, so I dont get to see them a lot and that stinks. It is very hard for me to know that they are on campus especially when I have to be at home and by my self. So this is what I do, I just feel like I complain all the time, but really dont want to, because it is amazing for me to see how is God taking care of me and not giving up whenever I wanna give up. So it is like a battle in me I wanna be on campus and share with students and on the other side I dont wanna miss any of blessings that God has prepared for me. So please pray that I am patient, and dont take my life into my hands.Also I wanna ask you to pray for this coming thursday. We as campus crusade started helping in church that I go to-Lutheran church. So once a month we as Campus crusade are helping them with youth group. This thursday we are doing project called "Story of the Soul". It is sharing Gospel thru music, movies and art in general. I am excited for this time, because our students that are involved with CCC planed it all, and they gonna present it all. So please pray that they are encouraged by doing it and that many collage students will come to this event. Thank you so much.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Story of the soul and team in medieval costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SSHlqsxftCI/AAAAAAAAAE0/W3nPNB0tBzc/s200/SOTS+pic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269745560736216098" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SSHlL-lZTVI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AqXntx1S8cE/s320/n12703442_37010008_5068.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269745032941358418" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-2170683428732127573?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/2170683428732127573/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=2170683428732127573' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/2170683428732127573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/2170683428732127573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-is-happening.html' title='what is happening....'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SSHlqsxftCI/AAAAAAAAAE0/W3nPNB0tBzc/s72-c/SOTS+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-861208115570091551</id><published>2008-11-11T11:55:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:13:18.137+01:00</updated><title type='text'>raising support</title><content type='html'>I decided to put some prayer requests up here for me, because they are very needed. I am raising support right now, so I will be able to start going back to Presov and do ministry. Well raising support is one of my hardest times ever, but in the same time very blessed time. I think the hardest part about all of it is that I am not around people as much as I would like to be. I like times when I can be just by my self and God, but I also love times when I am around people. So I realized this morning that I missed that so much and I feel very lonely a lot. Interesting thing about this time raising support is that I am not freaking out as much as I ussualy do. I think that God is just giving me so much peace about all this situation and about His timeing. I am very thankfull for that. I wanna be with people, but I just have so much to do that I just cant. In the same time whenever I am around people it is a Big blessing for me, and I am learning everytime how much I appreciate my friends and just people in general. So I tought I would put some of prayer requests I have for my self, so you know how to pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;- not depend on how I feel, but on Gods word and His truth.&lt;br /&gt;- as I raise support, need to be more organized than I ussualy am.it is a big lesson for me right now.&lt;br /&gt;- pray for people that I need to ask for support, they have open hearts for my ministry&lt;br /&gt;- pray for my time with God, I hope to have quality time with Him everyday cause I need it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all, and have a wonderful day with our Father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-861208115570091551?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/861208115570091551/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=861208115570091551' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/861208115570091551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/861208115570091551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/11/raising-support.html' title='raising support'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-272380283814765098</id><published>2008-11-09T12:39:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T12:47:01.159+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eliska is 7 months old</title><content type='html'>My niece Eliska is 7 months old. These are just some fun pictures of her. Sweet sweet baby!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRbNSDOUHFI/AAAAAAAAADk/1fBbXsq86E8/s1600-h/IMG_0888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266622524243057746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRbNSDOUHFI/AAAAAAAAADk/1fBbXsq86E8/s200/IMG_0888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRbNFX8brhI/AAAAAAAAADc/3Vj-g94GBV8/s1600-h/IMG_0877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266622306466901522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRbNFX8brhI/AAAAAAAAADc/3Vj-g94GBV8/s200/IMG_0877.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-272380283814765098?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/272380283814765098/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=272380283814765098' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/272380283814765098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/272380283814765098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/11/eliska-is-7-months-old.html' title='Eliska is 7 months old'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRbNSDOUHFI/AAAAAAAAADk/1fBbXsq86E8/s72-c/IMG_0888.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-5517696251328117275</id><published>2008-11-06T22:43:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:26:27.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bible study grupe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRNr4JIY1LI/AAAAAAAAADU/JjPK784RPyk/s1600-h/IMGP0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265671001594188978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRNr4JIY1LI/AAAAAAAAADU/JjPK784RPyk/s200/IMGP0117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRNrhJL-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/W8hoeYBcJWM/s1600-h/IMGP0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265670606472271602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRNrhJL-1vI/AAAAAAAAADM/W8hoeYBcJWM/s200/IMGP0418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a Bible study grupe going on for several years now. there is 10 or so girls. We know each other pretty well, we become christians around the same time, and we just grow together in our faith. Every one of us is very different and unique. Every one of us has different life, some are working, some are still in school, some are married, some singel. I love all of the girls as my sisters and realize that it is God who put us all together several years ago. I am very thankfull for my sisters. Last year we were trying to study women in Bible. it was interesting and sometimes painful, because we would not agree with each other. On the begining of this semster God reminded me of what is a true fellowship, and how it should look like. It should be open space for not more than 10 people, that trust each other and are fully open and honest to each other. Jesus also had just 12 closest desciples, because he knew that it is good number to have good deep relationships in that grupe. He could of have 100 closest desciples, but He didnt and it was good for me to see why. That moment I got it. I realized that this is the thing we were missing almost the whole last year, and that is why we had many arguments and missunderstandings. Because we didnt know what was truly going on in our hearts, about what we are fighting with in our spiritual lives. We ussualy talked about whole week and some problems, but it looked like that non of us had struggles that God was showing us. So this year I told them what was God teling me, and I shared my biggest struggles with them, and miracle happend. After I finished other girls started sharing too. And it was amazing. Lots of tears, but also lots of stones felt down from some hearts. I feel like we are all steping out of our little boxes and God is moving in our lives and in our Bible study. It is great to know that I am not the only one that has problems in life, and it is so good to know that it is not about me. I am so excited that God is moving in our Bible study and so proud that I can have sisters like those sweet girls. I really love you girls. And keep going. We can do it with Him!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-5517696251328117275?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/5517696251328117275/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=5517696251328117275' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5517696251328117275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5517696251328117275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/11/bible-study-grupe.html' title='Bible study grupe'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRNr4JIY1LI/AAAAAAAAADU/JjPK784RPyk/s72-c/IMGP0117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-7607445051286093359</id><published>2008-11-04T19:08:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:19:39.879+01:00</updated><title type='text'>always wanted to be a rock star....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRCSNCVRgcI/AAAAAAAAACs/bZw-iDK70cI/s1600-h/IMG_1039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264868717058163138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRCSNCVRgcI/AAAAAAAAACs/bZw-iDK70cI/s200/IMG_1039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRCR8RP3_zI/AAAAAAAAACk/kJVSiO7fYfY/s1600-h/IMG_1038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264868429004275506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRCR8RP3_zI/AAAAAAAAACk/kJVSiO7fYfY/s200/IMG_1038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is my first pumpkin ever in m life, so thank you Adams family for teaching me how to do it, it was fun&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRCRCMSHd1I/AAAAAAAAACc/kvrNnOzaHX0/s1600-h/sedem%2B.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264867431239087954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRCRCMSHd1I/AAAAAAAAACc/kvrNnOzaHX0/s320/sedem%2B.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRCQcrm6LHI/AAAAAAAAACU/hzuCg9EchhU/s1600-h/h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264866786812767346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRCQcrm6LHI/AAAAAAAAACU/hzuCg9EchhU/s320/h.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here are some pictures of me and Viera going to a halloween party. I always wanted to be a rock star, just because they get to wear so much fun stuff, but I think I might think about it little more. Anyway it was fun and I am glad we did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-7607445051286093359?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/7607445051286093359/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=7607445051286093359' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/7607445051286093359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/7607445051286093359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-here-are-some-pictures-of-me-and.html' title='always wanted to be a rock star....'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRCSNCVRgcI/AAAAAAAAACs/bZw-iDK70cI/s72-c/IMG_1039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-6592997354642935325</id><published>2008-11-03T17:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:20:40.972+01:00</updated><title type='text'>after long time</title><content type='html'>I have not write here for a long time, I know. It is not because nothing was going on in my life or around here, but I think it was going on to much. Funny I know, But sometimes or most of the time when there is so much going on in my life I have problem to put it on paper or in to some words, that would describe what is realy going on. Another reason why I have not been writeing here is that I have this think goign on in my head that I can not realy good speak english and writeing is even worse. But I think God has been working in my life this past months like crazy and you know what I dont care at all about it anymore. I figured that if this is a problem for someone, that they dont have to read it at all, and I know that most of the time it is no problem at all for people I know :). So I have left staff with CCC in June, but I am back since 1st of October. I feel like it has been most crazy, but also most fruitfull 4 months in my life. Yes I am saying that because I like to use words like most, best, atc.. So I dont know how would you call it, but I like to tak about things how I live them and experience the at the moment. And this is one of the things God has been teaching me, to be real with my self and not be ashamed for who I realy am and what is realy God doing in my life.  He tought me that I need to be real with my sisters and brothers, because we are family in Him and we should love each other the best we can. Love is something that I am trying to understand the most these days. God showed me that love is not just, what we call love ( being in love, love someone, I love you, I love icecream.) Yes I use this word a lot, but I never tought about the real meaning of it. Like why God says that He is Love, why is the whole chapter in 1. Crinthians 13 about Love, why Jesus said that first thing we should do is to Love our God, and then Love our neighbor as ourselfs.? I understood that it is breaking the law of love when we sin. When we sin we are being unloving to God, or to some other person. I have learned that this life is not about me, and about things I want. It is all about the Lord and His will. He can give and take and realy do anything He thigs is the best for our growth. And I know that it is important to recieve just what he is giving me, because He knows what He is doing, I have no idea what I am doing, but peace comes from Him. I read today that God alowes us to sin, because He wants us to be like Him, and that is so awesome to know this. That everytime when our sin comes along we have a choice to sin again or to be like Christ. Christ was tried wby sin, but He never sined. So He went through stuff we are going through, but He choose not to sin. And thats what I am learning these days, and I know I will be learning till I go to heaven. So I promise I will write more on here, and I hope you will start checking this blog more often. seeeee uuuu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-6592997354642935325?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/6592997354642935325/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=6592997354642935325' title='2 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/6592997354642935325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/6592997354642935325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/11/after-long-time.html' title='after long time'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-7333864618042139954</id><published>2008-11-03T17:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T17:39:27.538+01:00</updated><title type='text'>jeejj</title><content type='html'>I finaly figured out and found time to learn more about, how to work with this blog thing. So yes, I am not very technical or computer kind of person, so I am trying my best. But learning more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-7333864618042139954?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/7333864618042139954/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=7333864618042139954' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/7333864618042139954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/7333864618042139954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/11/jeejj.html' title='jeejj'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-3733272655414159176</id><published>2008-06-08T19:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T19:29:52.707+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eliska is 2 months old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SEwWse2PLHI/AAAAAAAAABw/_zWcaUISrsw/s1600-h/IMG_0644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209563822411426930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SEwWse2PLHI/AAAAAAAAABw/_zWcaUISrsw/s400/IMG_0644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here is a new picture of my little niece Eliska. She 2 months old, and is of course very cute and beautiful baby.&lt;/strong&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/1134294916021465457-3733272655414159176?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/3733272655414159176/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=3733272655414159176' title='1 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/3733272655414159176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/3733272655414159176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/06/eliska-is-2-months-old.html' title='Eliska is 2 months old'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SEwWse2PLHI/AAAAAAAAABw/_zWcaUISrsw/s72-c/IMG_0644.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-5699526245032054501</id><published>2008-05-28T21:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T21:27:03.120+02:00</updated><title type='text'>No matter where you go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled by men. 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;Matthew 5:13-16&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#006600;"&gt;No matter where we go or what we do as christians we will always be lights in the world, so try to be the best one. It is not easy, but God will help us. I am thankful for this verse and for today.&lt;/span&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/1134294916021465457-5699526245032054501?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/5699526245032054501/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=5699526245032054501' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5699526245032054501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5699526245032054501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-matter-where-you-go.html' title='No matter where you go'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-2671116892376955245</id><published>2008-05-06T13:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T13:50:09.745+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God for very loud child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SCBFvtzmu3I/AAAAAAAAABo/UHJBlHKAB1M/s1600-h/IMG_0542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197230656037763954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SCBFvtzmu3I/AAAAAAAAABo/UHJBlHKAB1M/s400/IMG_0542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So here is another picture of my sweet niece Eliska. Thank God she is very loud baby and loves to cry a lot. I am proud of her because I hope she will love music like me one day and would want to sing with me, because my mom said I cryed a lot too when I was little. Thank you God for her.&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/1134294916021465457-2671116892376955245?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/2671116892376955245/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=2671116892376955245' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/2671116892376955245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/2671116892376955245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/05/thank-god-for-very-loud-child.html' title='Thank God for very loud child'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SCBFvtzmu3I/AAAAAAAAABo/UHJBlHKAB1M/s72-c/IMG_0542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-6795296519663290452</id><published>2008-05-06T13:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T13:41:21.515+02:00</updated><title type='text'>just amazing song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;check this song, I like it a lot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ISdPsUlmKU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ISdPsUlmKU&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-6795296519663290452?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/6795296519663290452/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=6795296519663290452' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/6795296519663290452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/6795296519663290452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-amazing-song.html' title='just amazing song'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-7263088983682487616</id><published>2008-04-08T11:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T11:05:57.867+02:00</updated><title type='text'>first time an aunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R_s1MS4O51I/AAAAAAAAABY/a-hY_ZoTvk8/s1600-h/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186797881189656402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R_s1MS4O51I/AAAAAAAAABY/a-hY_ZoTvk8/s400/4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am an aunt. My niece was born 7. of April. Her name is Eliska, and I am so happy and proud aunt. so here is a first picture of her. more to come latter.&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/1134294916021465457-7263088983682487616?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/7263088983682487616/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=7263088983682487616' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/7263088983682487616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/7263088983682487616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-time-aunt.html' title='first time an aunt'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R_s1MS4O51I/AAAAAAAAABY/a-hY_ZoTvk8/s72-c/4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-1641794270747990029</id><published>2008-03-21T19:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T19:06:33.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'>gasko</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R-P5HC4O50I/AAAAAAAAABQ/E0Vpicph-T4/s1600-h/IMG_0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180257895833331522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R-P5HC4O50I/AAAAAAAAABQ/E0Vpicph-T4/s400/IMG_0117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just a cute picture of my little dogie Gasko, I love him a lot.&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/1134294916021465457-1641794270747990029?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/1641794270747990029/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=1641794270747990029' title='1 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/1641794270747990029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/1641794270747990029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/03/gasko.html' title='gasko'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R-P5HC4O50I/AAAAAAAAABQ/E0Vpicph-T4/s72-c/IMG_0117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-6316799278806049815</id><published>2008-03-11T10:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T11:09:15.452+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R9ZZpTdKTyI/AAAAAAAAABI/TtJDrnnJZYc/s1600-h/1+239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176423387841056546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R9ZZpTdKTyI/AAAAAAAAABI/TtJDrnnJZYc/s400/1+239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                           me and Carlyn - friends of God :)))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just short note. Today I read about how we all are call to be Gods friends. And one sentence touched me " You are as near to God as you decide to be." Yes we do that, every day we are makeing decision about how much we gonna let God work in our lives and hearts. I wish every day my decision would be "as much as you wanna come to me God today". My prayer for you all is the same I wish we all let God work in our lives fully, and do accept His blessing for us fully!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;James 4:8 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Come near to God and he will come near to you. Wash your hands, you sinners, and purify your hearts, you double-minded".&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/1134294916021465457-6316799278806049815?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/6316799278806049815/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=6316799278806049815' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/6316799278806049815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/6316799278806049815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/03/friend-of-god.html' title='Friend of God'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R9ZZpTdKTyI/AAAAAAAAABI/TtJDrnnJZYc/s72-c/1+239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-5325406840571412750</id><published>2008-03-10T23:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T23:53:55.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R9W7KTdKTwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7feU231_jzw/s1600-h/1+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176249132427923202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R9W7KTdKTwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7feU231_jzw/s400/1+193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some fav pictures. :)) enjoy!!!&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/1134294916021465457-5325406840571412750?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/5325406840571412750/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=5325406840571412750' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5325406840571412750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/5325406840571412750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/03/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R9W7KTdKTwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7feU231_jzw/s72-c/1+193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-7034741597910660026</id><published>2008-03-10T23:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T23:45:20.857+01:00</updated><title type='text'>God is God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God is God, that is what I tought of today as me and Kelly talked to this girl on campus in Presov. Kelly met this girl last week and so she set up an apointment for today, and asked me to go too. So I went. As Kelly was sharing Gospel with her in english, because that was what she wanted to hear, so Kelly did it. I ve never heard such a responses in my life. She was totaly in to english language even she did not understand all of it. So I was sitting there and listening to what Kelly was sharing with this girl, and I am praying that God will open her heart. But she just could not get what we were sharing with her. It was amazing for me to see how was her mind working . Kelly would ask her different questions, but she would just not answer them directly and go to totaly different subjects. I was getting very discouraged by her atitude, but God reminded me of something. He told me, I am God and I am in control of everything and I know what is best for this girl now. And I also remembered what I learned last week at my training "take the iniciative to share Gospel in power of Holly Spirit and leave the resolts to God" it sounds sometimes like phrase but it is big truth, and I have to remind my self every day this!!! God is God, and He is not gonna turn things the way we want Him to!!! Love you Lord. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ps: I am listenig to Cds that Peto sent to us, it is Hillsong united I love their music. Listen to it it is very good!!!! :))))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-7034741597910660026?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/7034741597910660026/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=7034741597910660026' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/7034741597910660026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/7034741597910660026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/03/god-is-god.html' title='God is God'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-4616206375657998926</id><published>2008-02-28T23:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T00:24:12.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vet school day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R8dBkhio5HI/AAAAAAAAAAw/9y4z-BN5dk0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172174792793056370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R8dBkhio5HI/AAAAAAAAAAw/9y4z-BN5dk0/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my favorite picture of our team....... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every thursday we as a team go on campus to vet school. I like this day, because we are all together at one field and it encourages me a lot. When we get there we pray for One hour and then we go in pairs or so and share our faith with students. Today me and Matt went together. We were walking around campus and every student we stoped and try to talk to, was busy and didnt have time for talking. So I said or prayed "Please God can you just send us one person who will have time to talk about you?" And didnt really think that it would happend. But it did, we saw this girl standing and doing nothing. So we walk up to her and I asked her " do you have time to do this survey with us?" She said yes!!! So we did survey with creative pictures, and as she was answering questions she went deeper and deeper. And told me that her Grandpa just died and she was close to him, and how she is waiting and waiting and waiting for God to show up in her life. I could not believe what she was saying it was amazing to see how God answerd my prayer even I was not faithful at all. But He is faithful!!!! Please be praying for this girl her name is Ivana, we will be meeting and talk about God more after March 10th, because she has big exame so I have to wait. I am very excited about that, and cant wait to see what is God gonna do in her life. I know prayer is very powerful and I am very thankful that God reminded me of it today!!! Keep praying!!!! &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/1134294916021465457-4616206375657998926?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/4616206375657998926/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=4616206375657998926' title='1 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/4616206375657998926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/4616206375657998926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/02/vet-school-day.html' title='Vet school day'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R8dBkhio5HI/AAAAAAAAAAw/9y4z-BN5dk0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-3464718023822946355</id><published>2008-02-27T23:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T00:01:10.463+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I just wanted to let you know how much God is blessing me and His Presov ministry. I asked you few days ago to be praying for the things we wanna do there. Thank you so much for praying for it, and I tought I would let you know the answers from God. So we did get a room for english classes we wanna start next week, and also today we were able to start girls Bible study. we had two new girls come and it was 6 of us together. I am very happy for that. Girls are so nice and wanna learn about God and wanna have felowship with us. They are 2 freshment girls Lucia and Slavka, then two second year Miska and Kristina and me and Carlyn my teammate. It was such a blessing for me to have this time. I have to addmid that I didnt wanna go there and do it, but I went and God showed me that He is bigger then us and our problems and that He is above all, we just need to trust Him.So wanna ask you to keep praying for our Bible study, and for english classes that are starting next week for two weeks. Pray that students will come and that we would be able to build good relationships with them, and that it will bring glory to God. thank you for doing that. &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/1134294916021465457-3464718023822946355?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/3464718023822946355/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=3464718023822946355' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/3464718023822946355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/3464718023822946355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/02/thank-you-god.html' title='Thank you God'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-8062701499978121508</id><published>2008-02-27T00:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T01:28:01.057+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The food theory</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So today I was in Presov as ussual and it was me, Carlyn and Aaron. Going back home to Kosice in the evening. Somehow we started talking about guys and girls and the differences. So we all know how men gets attracted to a woman. He just see her and if she is beautiful thats 96% of succes for her. So I think I am tired of guys that dont wanna admit that this is the way how it works for them. I am tired of words like, " beauty is not important, but what is inside thats what matters", from guys to hear that, sorry lets face it, but I strongly believe when a guy says something like that he is more that likely not telling the truth. Even if it is the strongest and deepest desire of his heart, it is just not truth. So today I or all three of us created the theory of Food. Guys like Girls and food, so I tought that it would be a good theory. So on the way home I asked Aaron. If there is a table infront of you, and on the table there is on one side a great looking cooked turkey and on the other side of table is some kind of dish not sure what it is, witch one would you pick to eat?? But there is little more to this choices. What you dont know is that a great looking turkey has to much salt in it and is just very bad food, but the other one weird looking one is excellent food. On the other side of the table is the cook that cooked both dishes. So what you gonna do? You can see Food and you know there is a cook, but you dont know that one is good one is bad. I personaly believe in general any guy would jump at that turkey and eat it all, I am sure that the turkey would get his attention at the first place. Ussualy they dont see what is going to happend next after they eat that turkey, they are going to be sick and throw up all night. but what you gonna do about fact that there is a cook that created both foods??? Yes, what a privilage, you can ask him, how he made both dishes, what he put in it and so on... So I think that is the biggest difference betwen us . I think we as woman first ask about the food we are going to eat and then we pick, but I think from experience and conversations with our brothers in Christ, guys in general just dont think about it and go ahead and take whatever is more beautiful to them. Well lets just say this, I think that cook cares for all of His meals and see all of them as beautiful and perfectly made. I know you may be thinking I ve heard this so many times. I know we all probably did hear it a lot of times, I just think this is another interesting way how to understand it, and it was interesting for me to talk about it with my friends on the way to Kosice. We for sure had a lot of fun during creating this theory :)))) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-8062701499978121508?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/8062701499978121508/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=8062701499978121508' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/8062701499978121508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/8062701499978121508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/02/food-theory.html' title='The food theory'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-1304210719833265105</id><published>2008-02-20T23:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T00:39:17.781+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Please talk to our God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Hard day, but full of Gods work. So praise God for today. We made as team some plans for ministry for Presov. I am thankful to God for very good ideas. I am very excited about this semester and cant wait what is God going to do in Presov. I know that those ideas are from God and He is already blessing us with working out some important details for us. Today we were able to get a room in the dorm for free for english classes we are planing on doing. I had very little faith about that, but I am thankful that God doesant work dependant on how big is my faith. God also gave us a big gift throu Miska who wants to have Bible study for girls in her room, that is amazing and please pray for new girls to come to that. We still need to get a Gym for gym nights we wanna have for students so please pray for that too. So it looks like we need a lot of prayers, but I trust God that He will provide. I will keep you up date about how everything went. Short message, but needed one. And I have read one cool verse today I would like to share too so here it is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Ps.139:23-24 "Search me, O God,and know my heart,test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;I think its pretty cool and I feel like this vers is desire of my heart too. Sometimes I wish I can pray like David prayed in Psalms like in this one. I know God doesant care what words we use to expresse our prayer, I just think its beautiful how David is useing all those words.:))) &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/1134294916021465457-1304210719833265105?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/1304210719833265105/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=1304210719833265105' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/1304210719833265105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/1304210719833265105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/02/please-talk-to-our-god.html' title='Please talk to our God'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-4320146050943334679</id><published>2008-02-13T01:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T02:39:24.831+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lay down your Issac</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R7JJKxio5GI/AAAAAAAAAAo/LR7k-P-JTi4/s1600-h/1+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166272171993523298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R7JJKxio5GI/AAAAAAAAAAo/LR7k-P-JTi4/s200/1+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the beginig I just wanna say that my english is not as good as I wish it would be, so if you dont like to read it just dont, it is ok. But back to what I wanna write today. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The other day I was reading one article called "Lay down your Issac", yes I stoll the title from there, but I think is cool and I wanna share how it spoke in to my heart, specialy today. The article was written by Laura J.Bagby and here are some things she said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am beginning to understand that there are times when we as Christians are going to be asked to do hard things. Sometimes God needs to test our loyalty to Him and our trust of Him.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;When you are serious about serving the Lord, He will pinpoint those things in your life that are threatening to take that place of worship that should be reserved for God alone. God is jealous for our affections, He will not take second place in our lives."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;And then she continues with her story, how God asked her to lay down her Issac, or just simply said Let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;After I ve read it I was amazed by it and asking my self does she knows me? Have we met?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;No of course not, but I am not the only one who needs to "Lay down their Issac". I think everybody needs to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;And God is giving us a perfect example of one "Lay down your Issac" guy or Let go guy, yes Abraham!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;In Genesis 22 you can read about all of it. I just really love Lauras observations about this passage and how it applies to our lives. So here are some of the things she said about it: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;" God didnt explain why at the time , and interestingly, &lt;strong&gt;Abraham didnt argue with God.&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Not me, I always have something to say about Gods decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;"Abraham woke up the next morning and &lt;strong&gt;got right to doing Gods will&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Ok, so it takes me forever to realize that I am on my own way and not Gods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;" Here is Abraham, asked to do the thing he least desire and likely most dreads, and still his heart is at peace."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I am amazed too!!! I am freeking out everytime when something little harder comes around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yes that is me, but today something amazing happend. I realized that it is my old self, who just answered like that. I have a new identity in Christ, and I need to start Letting God work in me and react throu me and everything, whatever He thinks is good idea to do with me. Yes I know you may ask, you didnt know that?? yes I did, but I gues just in my head and didnt know how to get it into my heart. So finaly today after almost seven years of beeing a Christian I know how does it feel when I truly "Lay down my Issac" or let go. It feels great!!! It realy does!!! I feel freedom, I feel like I can move on and let God fill me with His blessings that were hold back from me, because of my Issac!! I feel happy after long time, happy to be in Gods hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-4320146050943334679?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/4320146050943334679/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=4320146050943334679' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/4320146050943334679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/4320146050943334679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/02/lay-down-your-issac.html' title='Lay down your Issac'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R7JJKxio5GI/AAAAAAAAAAo/LR7k-P-JTi4/s72-c/1+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-528657245546497889</id><published>2008-02-11T21:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:46:47.583+01:00</updated><title type='text'>When I say I am christian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got this poem from my friend long time ago, but I still love it and wanna share it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I say I am a christian .... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I say I am a christian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not shouting I am saved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am whispering I get lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that is why I chose this way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" " " " "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do not speak of this with pride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am confessing that I Stummble and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;need someone to be my guide &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" " " " "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not trying to be stong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am confessing that I am weak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and pray for the strength to carry on. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" " "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not bragging of success&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am admitting I have failed and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;can't ever pay the debt &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" " " " "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not Claiming to be Perfect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Flaws are to visable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but God blieves I am worth it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" " " " " "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still fill the sting of pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have my share of heartaches&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;which is why I seek His name &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;""" "" """ "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do not wish to judge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have no authority&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Only know I am loved.&lt;/em&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/1134294916021465457-528657245546497889?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/528657245546497889/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=528657245546497889' title='0 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/528657245546497889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/528657245546497889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-i-say-i-am-christian.html' title='When I say I am christian'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1134294916021465457.post-1574759044176687097</id><published>2008-02-11T20:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T20:53:59.149+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R7CnMxio5FI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Cw1uMQPMigA/s1600-h/n509051860_638990_1929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165812610492851282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R7CnMxio5FI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Cw1uMQPMigA/s200/n509051860_638990_1929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R7Ch3xio5CI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mIEkxb8S7uI/s1600-h/n502192813_875980_7498.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey, I am just trying right now what can I do with this blog thing. Me and technical things just do not go together.So give me some time. more to come latter. And I just realized that I love Tulips, so here is cute picture of them. Marty took great picture, thanks Marty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1134294916021465457-1574759044176687097?l=mirkask.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/feeds/1574759044176687097/comments/default' title='Zverejniť komentáre'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1134294916021465457&amp;postID=1574759044176687097' title='1 komentárov'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/1574759044176687097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1134294916021465457/posts/default/1574759044176687097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirkask.blogspot.com/2008/02/here-i-am.html' title='Here I am'/><author><name>Mirka Horinkova</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08386791815685283015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/SRIa-EARtEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pGuSnh0K-1k/S220/ja+iba.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DqUd-1N8LVY/R7CnMxio5FI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Cw1uMQPMigA/s72-c/n509051860_638990_1929.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
