<?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-7934604756124213893</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:34:45.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind What You see</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comboni-kyambadde.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934604756124213893/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comboni-kyambadde.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kyambadde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11056508245170687380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934604756124213893.post-5130775702674953754</id><published>2007-08-21T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:40:31.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5apupajUP1M/RsrrUwFXZXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3QmxqUFERYI/s1600-h/3408494543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5apupajUP1M/RsrrUwFXZXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3QmxqUFERYI/s320/3408494543.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101148269687825778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;color:#99cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cccc;"&gt;Do everything with a mind&lt;br /&gt;that lets go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't accept  praise or gain&lt;br /&gt;or anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you let go a little you will  have a&lt;br /&gt;little peace;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you let go a lot you will have&lt;br /&gt;a lot of  peace;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you let go completely you will have&lt;br /&gt;complete peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934604756124213893-5130775702674953754?l=comboni-kyambadde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comboni-kyambadde.blogspot.com/feeds/5130775702674953754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934604756124213893&amp;postID=5130775702674953754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934604756124213893/posts/default/5130775702674953754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934604756124213893/posts/default/5130775702674953754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comboni-kyambadde.blogspot.com/2007/08/do-everything-with-mind-that-lets-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Kyambadde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11056508245170687380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5apupajUP1M/RsrrUwFXZXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3QmxqUFERYI/s72-c/3408494543.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934604756124213893.post-4795131429942185239</id><published>2007-08-21T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:40:31.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Step mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5apupajUP1M/RsrmeAFXZWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/U5ZBJgFvGPU/s1600-h/2901771014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5apupajUP1M/RsrmeAFXZWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/U5ZBJgFvGPU/s320/2901771014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101142931043476834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000" width="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: times new roman;" bgcolor="#000000" width="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td face="times new roman" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center;" bgcolor="#000000" width="746"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000" width="2"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.blogger.com/imagelib/sitebuilder/layout/spacer.gif" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#000000" width="5"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.blogger.com/imagelib/sitebuilder/layout/spacer.gif" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: center;" bgcolor="#000000" width="746"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;!--area Type="main" face="Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif" size="2" color="#FFFFFF" style="0"--&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#ff9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;                                 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;   My Stepmother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#ff9999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When my stepmother first came, her eyes were sharp  and bright as little &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;knives. Her youth and my childhood ran into each other  - she was the victor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#ff9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Althought my father was still alive, I felt orphaned,  depressed and alone, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;crying by myself, grew up alone. In the first year of  peace, everyoe drifted. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My father went out - returned with gray hair. I have  my father to compensate &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me for the loss of my childhood. Sometimes vague  envy found father stitting &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;in silent expectation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#ff9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A decade goes  by. My stepmother is still as beautiful as at first, though older. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She  returns to ask my father to forgive her mistake: My half sister has &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;another  half sister. My heart was no longer jealous - I ony felt sorry for my &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;half  sister, who was really too young... I hoped she would not find herself &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;once  more on a tipping wagon. My father died, rain poured down in the &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;courtyard.  My tears gleaned some contentment: Mother anf father together &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;now, forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#ff9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;After that she aged quickly, solitary, silent as a shadow, her eyes no  longer &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sharp as knives. When my son entered the world, she was the first to  carry &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;him, she who changed him the first time, placed him in the gently  rocking &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hammock. My half-sister asked her mother, only helf-joking, Will you  favor &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my first child this way? Lullabies contain no riddles and tears run  down &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;forever. My stepmothers silent eyes smiled brightly when my son threw  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;himself into her a&lt;/span&gt;rms: "Grandma!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934604756124213893-4795131429942185239?l=comboni-kyambadde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comboni-kyambadde.blogspot.com/feeds/4795131429942185239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934604756124213893&amp;postID=4795131429942185239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934604756124213893/posts/default/4795131429942185239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934604756124213893/posts/default/4795131429942185239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comboni-kyambadde.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-step-mother.html' title='My Step mother'/><author><name>Kyambadde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11056508245170687380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5apupajUP1M/RsrmeAFXZWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/U5ZBJgFvGPU/s72-c/2901771014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934604756124213893.post-1819734327097568664</id><published>2007-08-21T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:40:31.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Comboni-Kyambadde?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5apupajUP1M/RsrMFgFXZUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8qvibYSDKQQ/s1600-h/20031005_comboni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5apupajUP1M/RsrMFgFXZUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8qvibYSDKQQ/s320/20031005_comboni.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101113922834359618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;My dear guest you are most welcome in the Lord's name to this fact finding site in the name of Christ Jesus the son of the Living God. How blessed you are surely to witness the tresures for which i chose the title:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;         &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;Behind What You See&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;and also the http/; name &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;comboni-kyambadde.blogspot.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;My name is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Kyambadde Ronald&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Uganda the Pearl of Africa in East Africa&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Catholic &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;by religion. It is because of this reason that i at times identify my self as a slave of the most holy one or as St.Theresa said it i call my self ;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;Jesus' Ball&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You could have wondered why i chose Comboni-kyambadde for my http/; name but allow me philosophically answer you that is only and only because of  '' Comboni-Kyambadde ''. A much more secondary interpretation of that reveals that there must be a link between Kyambadde and Comboni but who is Comboni if you may ask your self? a girl friend?,girl lover?,intimate friend?,father?,mother?,sister?,uncle?, mention it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;     Missionary leaders in recent centuries have been more careful to acquaint their missionaries with the languages and the ways of the non-Christians where they were to be sent, and to study and help develop their civilizations. One such leader was Daniel Comboni, founder of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Verona Missionary Fathers and the Missionary Sisters of Verona.&lt;/span&gt; He was not only an apostolic man; he was a learned man who made relevant learning a part of his missiology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;     Comboni, a native of Limone, on Lake Garda, Italy, felt a special calling to preach the Gospel in Africa. Preparing for ordination as a secular priest, he studied not only theology but languages and medicine. The first three years after his ordination he spent in Italy. Then in 1857 he set out for Africa and worked for two years along the White Nile. Ill health obliged him to go back to Italy, but there he continued to lay plans for resumption of his work in the Dark Continent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;     He would not return alone. In 1867 he established in Verona, Italy, the Sons of the Sacred Heart, whose members were to devote themselves exclusively to the African mission. At the outset, this society was a religious institute. In 1885 this became a full-fledged religious congregation of priests and brothers. Today it bears the name of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Combonian Missionaries of the Heart of Jesus&lt;/span&gt;, or the Verona Fathers. In 1872 he likewise established the Missionary Sisters of Verona, whose field of operation was likewise to be in Africa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;     The Comboni Fathers started their work in the Sudan. Obliged to leave there because of a revolution, they eventually returned and branched out into Uganda, Ethiopia and Mozambique. (In later years they would come to the Americas:  Mexico. Brazil, Ecuador, and in 1940 to the United States, where their work has been chiefly with Blacks, Indians and Mexicans.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;     Father Comboni had been &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;consecrated bishop to head the Vicariate Apostolic of Central Africa (1872)&lt;/span&gt;. This was an immense missionary diocese embracing the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sudan, Nubia and territories south of Africa's great lakes&lt;/span&gt;. The founder insisted that his missionaries, men and women alike, be specially trained to understand Black society and the climatic perils of the mission lands. An intense student of African cultures, he published much scientific work, particularly on African geography and ethnology. A "language genius" himself, he was a master not only of six European tongues, but he also learned Arabic and three African languages, and compiled a dictionary of the Nubian language. His institutes, therefore, learned from his rules and example, the need of fully understanding the mentality of those to whom they preached. Meanwhile, Bishop Comboni cultivated the friendship of the African civil authorities, and worked effectively through them to end the widespread slave trade and its abuses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;     He was, then, a pioneer in superior methods of evangelization, working always to regenerate Africa through Africans. Pope Leo XIII termed his death "a great loss," but Pope John Paul II, who beatified him on March 17, 1996 and canonized him on October 5, 2003, was already a witness to the flowering of a genuine African Catholic Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;With a touching life of such a witness to the gospel of Christ , i found my self twinned to him spiritually thereby having him for an intercessor most especially via driving me to the fulfillment of the will of God in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How about you  the lucky guest to this site?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;How have you moved in your relatinship with God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Have you ever at any one time been a witness to the gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A catholic male or female,think about the people that serving God in the most abandoned areas i.e. the sons and daughters of St.Daniel Comboni the Verona / Comboni Missionary Sisters,Brothers,and priests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Where are the Mother Theresa's and Daniel Comboni's of today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Through the intercession of St.Daniel Comboni,the Stigmatic saints ; Francis of Asisi and Padre Pio, and also the Blessed Virgin Mother of Jesus, may the good Lord always drive us to the fulfillment of his will and may he also guide us that as we pray, we pray;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the words of the Son Jesus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the voice of the Holy Ghost&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To the Father Creator of Heaven and Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/7934604756124213893-1819734327097568664?l=comboni-kyambadde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comboni-kyambadde.blogspot.com/feeds/1819734327097568664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934604756124213893&amp;postID=1819734327097568664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934604756124213893/posts/default/1819734327097568664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934604756124213893/posts/default/1819734327097568664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comboni-kyambadde.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-comboni-kyambadde.html' title='Why Comboni-Kyambadde?'/><author><name>Kyambadde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11056508245170687380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5apupajUP1M/RsrMFgFXZUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8qvibYSDKQQ/s72-c/20031005_comboni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
