Podcasts about ocupado

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Teléfono Nunca Ocupado by La Voz de la Esperanza

Ocupado, mas vazio: o problema que ninguém fala - Marconi Raulino by Verbo da Vida Sede

Estás haciendo muchas cosas… pero eso no significa que estés avanzando.La mayoría de las personas viven ocupadas, llenando su tiempo, evitando pensar.Pero tarde o temprano, todas las decisiones —y las no decisiones— pasan factura.En este episodio vas a confrontarte con una pregunta incómoda:

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No novo episódio do Juridcast, Leandro Ramos recebe Luciene Rodighero, sócia-fundadora da LRS Consulting e uma especialista em gestão financeira de escritórios no Brasil, para discutir um tema pouco explorado, mas decisivo: o custo real da hora de trabalho na advocacia.A conversa parte de uma pergunta direta. Quanto custa, de fato, uma hora produzida dentro do escritório? Não o valor cobrado ao cliente, mas o custo estrutural, operacional e humano envolvido na entrega.Ao longo do episódio, Luciene mostra como essa análise impacta decisões estratégicas, revela distorções na operação e ajuda a diferenciar escritórios que crescem com consistência daqueles que apenas mantêm um alto volume de trabalho sem rentabilidade.Entender quem produz, quanto custa e qual retorno essa produção gera é o que transforma gestão financeira em instrumento de crescimento.

La muerte de un adolescente, por el que culpan a los palestinos, llevó a colonos judíos a atacar al menos cuatro aldeas en el territorio ocupado de Cisjordania.

AUDIO con el quinto programa Estación de Penitencia con las Cofradías del Nazareno y la Expiración

Vivimos en una cultura donde estar ocupado se volvió un símbolo de éxito.“Estoy a full.”“No tengo tiempo.”“Después me dedico a mí.”Y sin darnos cuenta…empezamos a correr a 10.000 por hora sin cuestionarlo.En este episodio del podcast Excepcionales hablamos de una verdad incómoda:La adicción al movimiento.Ese impulso constante de hacer, producir, avanzar…que muchas veces es solo una forma de evitar parar.Porque cuando paras, te enfrentas a preguntas que no siempre quieres responder:¿Me gusta realmente la vida que estoy viviendo?¿Estoy cuidando mi cuerpo, mis relaciones, mi bienestar?¿O solo estoy sobreviviendo ocupado?A partir de una experiencia personal y reflexiones profundas, Javi te invita a cuestionarte:por qué nos cuesta tanto bajar la velocidadcómo el estar ocupado se convierte en identidadqué estás perdiendo al vivir en piloto automáticoy por qué la pausa no es perder el tiempo… es un regaloEste episodio es una invitación a hacer algo simple, pero poderoso:Parar. Observar. Escucharte.Si sientes que no puedes detenerte…tal vez este episodio es exactamente lo que necesitas escuchar.

#Bésameenlanoche A veces no es que tengás muchas responsabilidades… es que no querés detenerte a sentir. ¿Cuándo la ocupación constante se convierte en una forma de huir de vos mismo?Nos acompañan Dra. Valeria Hernández y Dr. Gilbert Carazo, para hablar de hiperactividad emocional, evasión y cómo volver a conectar con tu mundo interno.Un cierre de semana para preguntarte si tu agenda está llena… o si estás evitando algo que duele.Bésame de Noche, 89.9 FM, 20:00 horas Costa RicaEscuchanos en www.mmradio.com Conducido por el Dr. Rafael Ramos

A gente passa boa parte da vida tentando dar conta de tudo.Ser produtivo.Ser forte.Ser disponível.E quase nunca se pergunta se está inteiro.O corpo até aguenta bastante coisa.A mente também.Mas a alma… a alma avisa cedo quando algo está fora de lugar.Só que nem sempre a gente escuta.Equilíbrio não é fazer tudo certo.É perceber quando algo começou a pesar demais.Tem dias em que o corpo pede treino.Em outros, ele pede pausa.Tem momentos em que pensar ajuda.Em outros, pensar demais só atrapalha.Maturidade é isso:parar de brigar com os sinaise começar a respeitar o próprio ritmo.Nem tudo que cansa é esforço físico.Às vezes o que mais esgota é insistir em situações, relações, rotinas que já não conversam mais com quem a gente se tornou.E não tem fórmula pronta.Tem escolha diária.No que a gente consome.No que a gente aceita.No que a gente deixa entrar.Quando corpo, mente e alma caminham desalinhados, a vida vira ruído.Quando eles começam a andar juntos, mesmo com imperfeições, tudo fica mais simples.Não fácil.Mas simples.E talvez seja isso que tanta gente anda procurando:menos controle, mais clareza.Menos pressa, mais presença.Construir esse equilíbrio leva tempo.Mas começa com uma pergunta honesta, feita em silêncio:“Do jeito que estou vivendo… isso está me fazendo bem?”Às vezes, só essa pergunta já muda o caminho.

A gente passa boa parte da vida tentando dar conta de tudo.Ser produtivo.Ser forte.Ser disponível.E quase nunca se pergunta se está inteiro.O corpo até aguenta bastante coisa.A mente também.Mas a alma… a alma avisa cedo quando algo está fora de lugar.Só que nem sempre a gente escuta.Equilíbrio não é fazer tudo certo.É perceber quando algo começou a pesar demais.Tem dias em que o corpo pede treino.Em outros, ele pede pausa.Tem momentos em que pensar ajuda.Em outros, pensar demais só atrapalha.Maturidade é isso:parar de brigar com os sinaise começar a respeitar o próprio ritmo.Nem tudo que cansa é esforço físico.Às vezes o que mais esgota é insistir em situações, relações, rotinas que já não conversam mais com quem a gente se tornou.E não tem fórmula pronta.Tem escolha diária.No que a gente consome.No que a gente aceita.No que a gente deixa entrar.Quando corpo, mente e alma caminham desalinhados, a vida vira ruído.Quando eles começam a andar juntos, mesmo com imperfeições, tudo fica mais simples.Não fácil.Mas simples.E talvez seja isso que tanta gente anda procurando:menos controle, mais clareza.Menos pressa, mais presença.Construir esse equilíbrio leva tempo.Mas começa com uma pergunta honesta, feita em silêncio:“Do jeito que estou vivendo… isso está me fazendo bem?”Às vezes, só essa pergunta já muda o caminho.

Por mucho tiempo la historia de María y Marta nos ha puesto a pensar en el valor de lo relevante. Cada uno de nosotros debe hacerce la pregunta, eres relevante? Sin embargo lo más importante de la relevancia queda plasmado en esta historia. Nada como estar a los piés de Jesús. Eso es lo más importante.

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¿Estás luchando por vivir una vida que te traiga satisfacción? Hoy, Joyce comparte verdades sinceras para ayudarte a vivir las prioridades de Dios.

Dar buen fruto es parte del plan de Dios para tu vida. Aprende ideas para vivir una vida llena de la misericordia y el amor de Dios, y libre de actitudes religiosas.

2552 - Teléfono nunca ocupado by La Voz de la Esperanza

Conversas com as Entidades sobre temas diversos

Conversas com as Entidades sobre temas diversos

En este episodio exploramos la trampa de sentirnos productivos solo porque estamos llenos de actividades, reuniones y pendientes. Hablamos de cómo la ocupación constante puede dar la ilusión de avance mientras, en realidad, nos mantiene estancados. Reflexionamos sobre la diferencia entre movimiento y progreso, y comparto herramientas prácticas para identificar qué sí te mueve y qué solo llena tu día. Un episodio para líderes, emprendedores y profesionales que quieren dejar de sobrevivir agendas saturadas y empezar a avanzar con intención, dirección y claridad.

Eider Fernández vuelve a Pongamos que Hablo de Perros para hablar un rato con Jonás.Esta vez dan unas vueltas sobre de que, desde la última vez que estuvo, Eider ha sido madre y lo que significa eso, para alguien que convive con más de un perro. O cómo dice el título de este tramo – cuando el sofá está ocupado por las señoras mayores… Tramos anteriores con Eider:#01-10 – Pongamos que Hablo de ‘Estrés, entornos no naturales y salchichas' con Eider Fernández de Zintzoa Educación Canina (ES)#03-09 – Pongamos que Hablo de ‘Reestructuración, el Yo y preguntarle al perro' con Eider Fernández de Zintzoa Educación Canina (ES)#05-12 – Pongamos que Hablo de ‘Tendencias Prevalentes' con Eider Fernández de Zintzoa Educación Canina (ES)#06-24 – Pongamos que Hablo de ‘Mentalidad Perruna (o cuando llegas la última y el sofá está ocupado por las señoras mayores y te tienes que sentar en el suelo)' con Eider Fernández de Zintzoa Educación Canina (ES) ----- Puedes apoyar este proyecto de divulgar una forma más respetuosa, empática y amable de tratar a nuestros compañeros peludos. Si entras ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠aquí⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ y te haces patrocinador, por 3€ al mes (más IVA), dices que ¡esto sí vale! ----- Gracias por viajar con Pongamos que Hablo de Perros...

España presume de crecer y crear empleo, pero sufre una improductividad crónica que lo convierte todo en una ilusión. Este video desmonta el gran engaño económico de España: crecer sin avanzar. Ni PP ni PSOE han sido capaces de romper el ciclo de baja productividad, dependencia del turismo y reformas superficiales. Mientras Europa avanza, España sigue atrapada en un modelo que genera empleo precario y riqueza efímera. Descubre por qué el país no despega, cómo la improductividad explica todos nuestros males y qué habría que hacer para salir del bucle

Você já se sentiu "muito ocupado, fazendo várias coisas, só que essas coisas não trazem retorno para ele financeiro e nem de produtividade, de resultado dentro da empresa"?

50 años después de la invasión marroquí del Sáhara Occidental, conocida como la Marcha Verde,  el 80% de ese territorio está ya bajo dominio del país magrebí. La que fuera la provincia 53 española, con sus habitantes reconocidos como ciudadanos españoles de pleno derecho, ve cómo los gobiernos del mundo, y en especial el español los han olvidado. Hablamos con Lucía Muñoz directora del documental "Aminetu" que recuerda cómo la activista prosaharaui tensó las cuerdas de los gobiernos español y marroquí manteniendo una huelga de hambre de 32 días. Fati Jaddad, activista saharaui y el periodista Luis de Vega, excorresponsal en Marruecos y que sigue informando para El País desde Kiev, se han unido a esta denuncia pública del abandono institucional español en este asunto, pese a seguir constando como potencia administradora de ese territorio.

La trampa de la ilusión productiva: estar ocupado no siempre significa ser efectivo. Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See https://pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Este domingo en La IBI, el pastor Reynaldo Logroño predicó el sermón “Ocupado… orando” basado en Filipenses 4:6-7.——————————Síguenos en las redes sociales de Ministerios I&S○ INSTAGRAM: https://instagram.com/isministerios/○ TWITTER: https://twitter.com/ISMinisterios○ FACEBOOK: https://facebook.com/ISMinisteriosSíguenos en las redes sociales de La IBI○ INSTAGRAM: https://instagram.com/iglesiabautistainternacional○ TWITTER: https://twitter.com/LaIBI○ FACEBOOK: https://facebook.com/laibiorg——————————Una producción de Ministerios Integridad & SabiduríaQueda prohibida la reproducción total o parcial de este recurso, por cualquier medio o procedimiento, sin para ello contar con nuestra autorización previa, expresa y por escrito. Toda forma de utilización no autorizada será perseguida con lo establecido en las leyes internacionales de Derecho de Autor. Derechos Reservados.

Leticia Vaquero analiza con Marta Gómez, Carmen Tomás y Pablo Planas la visita de Sánchez al Puesto de Mando Avanzado del incendio de Jarilla.

2025.07.11 El Procrastinador OcupadoEl que mucho abarca, poco aprietaEsta semana estoy compartiendo contigo los cinco tipos de procrastinadores. Busca Cápsulas Gerenciales en tu plataforma de podcast favorita, y descubre cual es el procrastinador ocupado.#cápsulasgerenciales #capsulasgerenciales #desarrollopersonalholistico #mejorcadadia #inspiracionyexito

Debido a la Marcha del Orgullo, el servicio del Metrobús presenta serias afectaciones Senado aprueba minuta con proyecto de decreto por el que se expide la Ley del Sistema Nacional deInvestigación en materia de Seguridad PúblicaAproximadamente doscientas mil personas asisten a la marcha del Orgullo en BudapestMás información en nuestro Podcast

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¿Te pasa que sientes que no te alcanza el día… pero tampoco estás avanzando? Este contenido no es motivación vacía. Es el inicio de un sistema real para reconstruir tu enfoque, tu rutina y tu poder personal desde lo cotidiano. Aquí vas a descubrir: Por qué estar ocupado no es igual a avanzar Cómo recuperar dirección cuando estás saturado El paso cero para empezar a reconstruirte de verdad Este video es el primer paso de una serie conectada. Mira el siguiente aquí: Este ritual de 4 minutos puede cambiar tu día (https://youtu.be/YRJF42rEFDM) Salvador Mingo Estrategia, transformación personal y dirección con propósito ¿Quieres reconstruirte con dirección, enfoque y poder real? Descubre el programa completo aquí:https://conocimientoexperto.com/la-estrategia-maestra Únete a mi comunidad y recibe contenido exclusivo: https://conocimientoexperto.com/accede-a-las-guias Sígueme en redes: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/salvadormingo/ YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@UC80Q7vyU9ZMfePxogSdb8kA Podcast: https://open.spotify.com/show/65J8RTsruRXBxeQElVmU0b?si=6cfd891cc66b437e Este canal es para quienes están listos para reconstruirse desde dentro y accionar con conciencia. Si eres uno de ellos, suscríbete y activa la campana. Nos vemos en el siguiente video.

¿Te pasa que sientes que no te alcanza el día… pero tampoco estás avanzando? Este contenido no es motivación vacía. Es el inicio de un sistema real para reconstruir tu enfoque, tu rutina y tu poder personal desde lo cotidiano. Aquí vas a descubrir: Por qué estar ocupado no es igual a avanzar Cómo recuperar dirección cuando estás saturado El paso cero para empezar a reconstruirte de verdad Este video es el primer paso de una serie conectada. Mira el siguiente aquí: Este ritual de 4 minutos puede cambiar tu día (https://youtu.be/YRJF42rEFDM) Salvador Mingo Estrategia, transformación personal y dirección con propósito ¿Quieres reconstruirte con dirección, enfoque y poder real? Descubre el programa completo aquí:https://conocimientoexperto.com/la-estrategia-maestra Únete a mi comunidad y recibe contenido exclusivo: https://conocimientoexperto.com/accede-a-las-guias Sígueme en redes: Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/salvadormingo/ YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@UC80Q7vyU9ZMfePxogSdb8kA Podcast: https://open.spotify.com/show/65J8RTsruRXBxeQElVmU0b?si=6cfd891cc66b437e Este canal es para quienes están listos para reconstruirse desde dentro y accionar con conciencia. Si eres uno de ellos, suscríbete y activa la campana. Nos vemos en el siguiente video.Conviértete en un seguidor de este podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/conocimiento-experto--2975003/support.

Nicolás Lúcar, conductor de Exitosa, cuestionó la labor de Juan José Santiváñez como titular del Mininter ante la crisis de inseguridad y extorsiones en colegios: "Está ocupado en ser abogado de la presidenta". Noticias del Perú y actualidad, política

A new MP3 sermon from Iglesia Biblica del Señor Jesucristo is now available on SermonAudio with the following details: Title: Un templo vacío, un trono ocupado Subtitle: Hasta lo último de la tierra Speaker: Sugel Michelen Broadcaster: Iglesia Biblica del Señor Jesucristo Event: Sunday Service Date: 2/16/2025 Bible: Acts 6:1-7:60 Length: 57 min.

Taliyah.Based on a post by FinalStand, in 13 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels. By lunchtime, she was beginning to feel somewhat selfish. Mikhail had been attentive with a totally unexpected devotion all morning long. While Taliyah was emotionally conflicted about her parent's most recent feuding, it was systematic of a much deeper rift she'd always felt among them. She'd always sensed it; as if something was missing in their lives.To be honest with herself, at first she'd been secretly pleased when Brandy's home life had imploded last summer. Not only had she found herself lusting for Darius over Rashaan, she'd long been envious of the seeming closeness between Big Bob and Jodi May. She'd felt furtive elation when Brandy's mom eloped with Senior Deputy Jenks, shattering the illusion of their happy household.Only later, as she saw the daily sadness in Big Bob, had she begun to regret her envy-driven vindictiveness. Unlike her own, rather distant Father, Big Bob Carson had always made Taliyah welcome in his home and with his daughter. His treatment of her had never jibed with the claims about the White man's supposed racism. In her home, they joked about him, yet she'd never heard Big Bob make a single racist slur in her presence.No, Brandy's Dad had treated her like his second daughter; even going so far to call out Brandy when she was being a bitch to her. As far back as elementary school, he'd made her feel as if Taliyah had a second house to call home; and then Taliyah had repaid his repeated kindness by taking perverse pleasure as his home fell apart. She'd watched Brandy fall into depravity under Darius' spell and said nothing.Taliyah wondered about the vagaries of karma. Brandy's family had been ripped apart and now so was hers. Brandy had found Vlad and now she had Mikhail. This morning, Brandy's mom had come back; and her Mom was here as well. But her Father was nowhere in evidence. Her Mother, Madam Mayor, hadn't mentioned him once.‘Taliyah,' Kaelyne disturbed her ruminations, ‘we're picking sides for volleyball.'Kaelyne was another transformative presence who had snuck into her life as of late. Her knee-jerk reaction when learning the little White girl had a lesbian crush on her was to lash out and mock her. That had infuriated Mrs. Samsonov, pain had rapidly followed. That old White bitch had forced Taliyah to apologize the next day.Over the rest of the following week Taliyah had found herself studying the way Kaelyne looked at her; and hadn't been repulsed. Still, until today she hadn't taken the lesbian's affections seriously. Kaelyne was sensitive to Taliyah's pain and~ compassionate without being obtrusive. Taliyah had responded with a lessening of her often acidic wit.With Brandy taking on solo duties as hostess, Taliyah had been able to recoup in the company of her boyfriend; and 'girlfriend'; thus the source of her guilt. According to Mrs. Samsonov's plan, Brandy and Taliyah had to share their guys with the rest of the Cheer Squad over the course of the day.From what they'd been told, it would keep the cheerleaders firmly out of the hands of the Football Team and other member of the 'Cult of the BBC'; as that racist, psychotic bitch, Gayle Samsonov, called it. And, from what Taliyah and Brandy could see, it made all the ones who had been with their fellas so far want them and only them; it was spooky and somewhat frustrating to watch because Mikhail was her man, damn it!Not in the way Rashaan had been her man because Rashaan hadn't even been his own man, just another pawn of Darius Pope's little high school empire; like her and Brandy. Maybe that was why she was so drawn to the youngest triplet's fierce independence. He was harder to influence than Rashaan had been; which wasn't quite so.She could, in private, convince Rashaan to do things, plan things and stand up for himself, but all the results of her efforts evaporated when he was around Darius; and now she realized that would always be the case for someone like Rashaan. He was good looking and could project leadership, but there was never anything behind it. No drive. No great willpower to overcome any real opposition; and most likely, there never would be.With Mikhail; God! He was so different. Sure he was infuriating, but Taliyah found herself able to cut loose around him; to pop him one when she felt he was doing something stupid; and it wasn't as if he even minded. Oh no, that didn't mean he'd acquiesce, far from it. Normally he'd laugh and evade, taunting her. Yet, that was the way he'd grown up around his brothers and Taliyah was beginning to figure out he was allowing her to treat him the same way; that was was something special.He and his brothers were rough-n-tumble. They had a code for their fighting. While their Code didn't make the inevitable conflicts any less brutal, it at the same time expressed ample fair play, honesty and integrity. And afterwards; there was never any ill will between them. They fought and shit got settled; and Taliyah liked that. That Mikhail allowed her to lay into him was, according to his Mamma, very intimate and personal; and Taliyah was coming to appreciate this fact.‘Mikhail, why don't you and Kaelyne teach my 'Sisters' on the Cheer Squad some manners,' she touched his hand. They were side by side at the counter in the kitchen, him finishing off a few carrot slices while she drank some Gatorade. ‘I need to talk to my Mamma; alone.' Mikhail gave her a brief eye contact, nodded once, and then turned to leave.‘Kaelyne,' she found herself reaching out, stroking the girl's cheek and rubbing her earlobe, ‘Thank you.' The way the smaller woman positively glowed gave Taliyah a spike of pride. She still didn't think she was into girls, but she'd been showering with Brandy since before they were teenagers. A few times Brandy had ran her hands curiously over her darker friend's skin, wishing she tanned so well.In turn, Taliyah had run her hands through Brandy's long, blonde hair, feeling the difference between its silky texture and her own, coarser locks and wishing her hair was so easy to manage. The two girls, lifelong friends, had never considered their behavior anything which 'made them gay'. They were curious and comfortable in each other's presence was all.Taliyah pushed herself away from the counter, turned and dismounted her stool. She'd put up a wall against the World all morning long and she knew she was better than that. She'd wanted her Mother to come and talk to her; to talk to her about her Father; her Mother's husband; and what she was going to do about fixing things. Her Mamma was always the responsible one in the family and had taught her daughter to be the same way. Somehow; her Mamma had to make this right.Le ‘Pearl' Yates.For Le it had been a wild, chaotic week. Things had started out so bad, but not in a way the other girls in the Cheer Squad would have understood. Monday morning, like most of the others; except Brandy and Taliyah; she had been seriously jonesing for some BBC. Hell, unlike every other member of the squad, getting the best cock was why she'd fought so hard to be selected as one of the school's elite bitches in the first place.She hadn't always been that way.Le had been a late bloomer. Worse, she'd never been part of any crowd while growing up. Her Vietnamese-American Mother had come to Kingston from the Texas Gulf Coast to be a nurse. Her Father, the White guy her Mother married, was an oilman working in the Gulf of Mexico months at the time.He was really happy when his wife told him she was pregnant. His company even flew him to Arkansas when she went into delivery early. Let's just say his reaction when he held 'his' daughter wasn't all that joyous. He divorced her a year later and Le had only seen him a few times since. Things had been; tense.It took her a few years to figure out she wasn't like anyone else. Her Mother's extended family, fisher-folk back in Texas, always treated her badly and the younger ones called her names, which was why her Mom had returned to Kingston after a few years. When she was six, she finally figured out she was a 'half-breed' and not in a 'good way'. No White blood had 'watered' down her complexion.Her eyes were product of her Mother's Vietnamese heritage while her nose was from West Africa. He skin was darker than her Mother's, not lighter, and she was much taller, at 5'9', and a compact 112 lbs. Her ass was 'black enough', but her chest was 'too Asian' as in she clearly had the smallest bra size on the team.At the age of eight she'd finally asked her rather traditional Mother who her 'real' Daddy was. On her twelfth birthday, her Mother, after years of badgering, finally broke down and told Le the story. She'd been 'seduced' by a groundsman on the A S U Kingston campus while her 'White' Daddy had been away for months and months at sea. He'd been a smooth operator, her Mother told her.'But why isn't that man my Father now?' she'd pressed her Mother. She'd graduated to referring to the nebulous sperm donor as Father when she was ten. Her Mother hung her head in shame then confessed the Black bastard hadn't wanted her. When she'd told him she was pregnant with what was most likely his child, he'd seemed happy at first.Only as she got 'bigger', things had changed. One day she stumbled upon him cheating with another nursing student. She'd exploded in tears. After the 'new' girl had fled, he 'confessed' he had yet another girl pregnant and two other kids by two other women; and it was over between them. He dumped her.So, her Mother had prayed somehow Le would be born without her White Father figuring out her betrayal; but that hadn't worked out either. She even gave Le the sperm donor's name, Claude Sexton. It turned out Le had sixteen half-brothers and –sisters (by five different women) and he was currently serving time in prison for pharmaceutical theft. Claude's Mamma, her Granny, claimed he was 'not guilty' and some jealous bitch (usually White in her rantings) had set him up;What had fascinated Le though was the 'why' of her Mother's betrayal of her White 'Father'. The few times she'd met him he'd seemed nice. He had remarried, still made good money and had two other, White, children these days. He had never been cruel to her Mother as far as her Mother had ever revealed; so why had she jumped on some Black cock and risked such a profitable union?At the age of twelve, Le was still gangly and under-developed. Puberty was late to the party. Shortly after her Mom's revelation, she began looking at the Black boys at school differently. They were still going from the phase of teasing and bullying girls (and being teased and bullied by some of the bigger girls) to sending the ladies looks of hungry confusion.No guys ever looked at Le that way back then; but suddenly she wanted them to. When she entered High School, she was 'introduced' to the Cheer Squad / Football Team dynamic. All the hottest Black guys and most beautiful girls (Black and White) belonged to that top social tier; and she had no hope of getting in the way she was.She also had another niggling problem. She was smart and unfortunately, smart girls were Not what those two groups were looking for.But, Le had a Plan. First off, she took up a paper route to make enough money to join the Dance School; because the Cheerleaders always seemed to pick the Hot girls with dance experience; and her Mother couldn't afford to send her with what she made.Secondly, she began purposely getting 25 to 35% of all her homework and test answers wrong. Le had to lower her academic profile starting her freshman year so hopefully no one would remember how smart she had been in Middle School. She added to this deception by telling everyone her name was 'Pearl', even the teachers, and always wearing long pig tails because she thought it fed into the ‘Cutesy' Asian stereotype; and they bought it.Lastly, she began working on her physique and fashion sense to make herself more noticeable to the people who really mattered. Her body's natural development helped. Belatedly her hormones kicked in and her breast began to get bigger. Of equal importance, with all her exercise and dedication her 'lower chasse' began getting the boy's notice. When their eyes finally got to her face, they also noticed how exotically different she was.She enjoyed the first touching; and kissing. She also knew the unspoken rules: Don't be a skank and put out for just anybody. The Football Team only selected the most choice ladies and that included the ones they didn't consider 'total whores'; thus their exclusive property.She lucked out by having Randi Leigh Upshaw befriend her. Randi Leigh's mother had been a cheerleader back in the day and was currently a school booster and member of the PTA. Sure, Randi Leigh was a condescending, manipulative bitch, but she opened doors into social circles which would have been far harder to breach as an outsider.And all that degradation and hard work had paid off when the old Cheer Squad Team Captain handed her a cheer uniform, welcomed her to the team and then introduced her to her first gang-bang. Five long hours afterwards, the smiling Captain gave her a 'Morning After' pill and told her were to go to get her I U D. She'd been taking BBC five / six times a week ever since and loving it; her Mother's infidelity finally understood.Until, for some bizarre reason, Brandy and Taliyah, this year's Co-Captains, had decided to launch an utterly unlooked for and unwanted rebellion against Darius Pope; Football God and one of the best cocks on the team. Le had been blind-sided, as had all of the other cheerleaders. The only two questions were how much hell was Darius going to put those two through for their impertinence and who would end up in the top spot once he was done.But then Darius and six other footballers (including two of the other best cocks in Le's estimation) were destroyed in the school parking lot after a game. Her whole world appeared to crumble and changed. Randi Leigh; idiotically; threw herself at Rashaan as if he could somehow assume Darius' mantle. Le initially supported her because at least Randi Leigh promised a return to the glorious days of orgies and bukkake cum baths.Wednesday morning, it hadn't taken a telepath, or that guy from Psych, to figure out something serious had happened to both Randi Leigh and Sultana (the other challenger). Randi Leigh couldn't even keep Betty Jo Sterling (her other supporter) in line and poor Betty Jo was easily amused by a laser pointer and kitten emojis for God's sake!All that led to her being highly suspicious of Taliyah luring her, Vantrice Kirby and Mia Ryker to the Music Room during Lunch Thursday. Taliyah had told them the whole team was meeting yet when Le surreptitiously checked her iPhone App, only Brandy's phone was close by. She was actually kind of terrified some sort of beat-down was in the offing when they stumbled in and found;; Mikhail and Vlad Samsonov reclining on the piano cover with a sexual sated; no, devastated, Brandy Crystal Carson curled up between them. Le knew what 'fucked stupid' looked like and Brandy definitely qualified. Vantrice and Mia began protesting (these 'boys' weren't on the Football Team). Le was busy putting 'A' together with 'B' then 'C'.In this case: (A) Brandy and Taliyah's sudden defiance, (B) Randi Leigh and Sultana's sudden cessation of (serious) resistance and now (C) Brandy's obvious physical pleasure radiating out for all to see. Le's ever-present blow-pop nearly fell out of her mouth in shock. Whatever her other two teammates (Vantrice and Mia) were thinking, Le knew she had to have 'some of that'.‘Which one is for me?' she had turned to Taliyah, her carefully crafted 'silly little Asian girl' façade momentarily slipping. Taliyah grinned like the sly fox she thought she was.‘Mikhail is mine, but I can share,' she purred as she began to strip. Even as she joined Taliyah in removing her clothing, Le did her own eyeball math. Mikhail was definitely more intrigued with Vantrice than either her, or Mia.How did she know the difference between the two triplets? Well, anyone who thought it was Mikhail beaten up by Darius' people, not Alexander, was a fool. Darius wouldn't have made that error. Otherwise, Mikhail was looking at them like a starving wolf staring at pieces of meat; or sheep. Vlad's eyes kept flickering down to Brandy in something a less romantic person could confuse with love. She headed toward Vlad.‘Can you make me happy like Brandy?' Le sashayed toward the middle triplet, socially shedding 60 IQ points along the way. Boys liked them dumb, right?‘Le,' he smiled; not leered, ‘I think I can make you your own kind of happy,' he volleyed back. Okay, that second part was kind of sappy, but he actually recalled her real first name which hadn't happened in over a year.‘Pearl, stop that,' Vantrice got indignant. ‘These White boys; ‘‘I want to look like Brandy,' Le looked over her shoulder. ‘Don't you?'Vantrice stuttered, Mia was indecisive, Taliyah clearly wasn't going to let them bolt without a struggle and Mikhail was closing in to help.‘Sorry Mia, but I have a hunger for Black chicks,' he moved the blonde aside.‘What?' from Mia.‘Huh?' from Vantrice and;‘Best watch yourself, Mister,' from Taliyah, all aimed at Mikhail. Le opted to focus on Vlad who was certainly fixated on her.‘I want to taste,' she settled down beside him, reaching for his delicious looking piece of man-meat.‘How about we '69'?' he offered.‘I like the way you think,' she glowed. Normally they didn't give her the option. Le put her blow-pop on a desk then went to work.‘Eep!' she squeaked as he effortlessly picked her up and laid her out beside Brandy. He took a few licks of her vulva then;‘Mia, come over here,' he beckoned the blonde girl who seemed to be at loose ends. Le was too busy exploring the texture and taste of his glans and shaft. It was her first White cock; she'd had thicker; yet she felt it would be more than enough to satisfy if Vlad's stamina equaled his dimensions;‘Lay down beside her,' Vlad had directed Mia. She still seemed uncertain and Le wanted to keep Vlad happy for the nonce, so she reached up, took Mia by the hand and gently pulled her to her side.‘Ah; ‘ Mia began purring. Vlad must have been physically stimulating her with his right hand even as his mouth and left hand pleasured her. Damn; Vlad knew his stuff.The real magic began when, after she let him know she was ready; which had always been the reason for guys going down on her, to get her engine running; Vlad had gone to town on her cunt. He licked, tongue-twirled and nibbled her clit, put three fingers into her snatch and, after some teasing, another in her ass. She'd never had a guy pet her G-spot before, but Vlad did.Her inarticulate utterances weren't new, but more protracted than she was used to. She recovered quickly, yet not quickly enough to stop her new lover from moving on to Mia who gladly let him go down on her as well. Le had propped herself up and begun to look around when she noticed a reclining Brandy studying the three of them.‘That felt nice, really nice,' she communicated after a few seconds.‘Don't I know it,' Brandy sighed. She didn't seem to be unhappy with her, or Vlad. There was a pregnant pause as Vlad continued to devote himself to Mia's gratification. ‘All three triplets are wonderful, but I think I've got the best one.'‘Are we ever going to be with the Football Team again?' Le'd wondered.‘Hmmm; ‘ Brandy frowned then, ‘Vlad, Pearl isn't convinced.'And then he'd gone and 'convinced' her, which had been odd. For a moment, when he returned to her, he'd seemed distracted, or put out. Once he made eye contact, Le felt as if their whole world contracted down to just the two of them.Or that was how it had been recalled by Le later as she tried to remember every erotic murmur, sensuous movement, whispered word and tantalizing slap of flesh against flesh. They hadn't fucked. They had made love and until Vlad, she hadn't know the difference. It was sex; but with the difference being she felt he really gave a damn, and not only about how she felt right then, but how she felt, period. It had been so different; and exciting; and so worth repeating.Which brought her back to today, at Brandy's house, playing around the pool and trying not to pull Vlad aside for another round of whatever he had done to her. Le had been trying to figure out this new pecking order and how to best profit from it. She wasn't so egotistical she thought she could steal Vlad away from Brandy; she accepted Brandy had more of the feminine traits which drew Vlad's eyes.Then there was the ravenous way Randi Leigh regarded the young man when she thought Brandy wasn't keeping an eye on her. The way Betty Jo and Alondra teased him was even;‘You spend a whole bunch of time watching what other people are doing,' was whispered into her ear. Le nearly tumbled off the recliner she'd been using.She was able to catch her blow-pop before it fell out of her mouth with judicious use of her lips thus buying her a little more time and stopping her from gasping in fear. Mrs. Samsonov had snuck up on her.‘Ma; Ma; Mrs. Samsonov? Huh?' she was a bit too slow on the comeback.‘You can call me Gayle,' the crouched, mature lady regarded her; much like a feral cat gazing at a frightened field mouse.‘Ah; okay, Gayle,' she hammed it up with a cute tilt of the head. The older woman's eyes narrowed.‘I am beginning to think you aren't quite as dumb as you pretend to be,' Gayle murmured. ‘Now why would that be?'‘What be?' Le played along. Mrs. Samsonov's look became downright menacing.‘I don't like being played for the fool,' she whispered. ‘I'm real sure Vlad and his brothers will be even less amused.'Then, in a flash, the triplet's mother stood and smiled down at her, though Le could sense the humor didn't touch her eyes, or her words. ‘Have fun this weekend, Pearl. Act dumb around school if you like, but my children and I don't have time for such games.'‘I; Mrs.; Gayle, why; how did you figure it out?' Le's protests went from lame to a whisper. When denial was clearly no longer an option, she wanted to know what she'd done to give herself away.Gayle studied her for a few; very long; seconds.‘Smart people can act stupid, but stupid people can't act smart. That being said, really dumb people have bad body posture, often have their mouths open when they don't know what to say; not your candy; and don't react when they themselves say stupid shit,' Gayle enlightened her.‘You make simple statements, but not stupid ones; like Alondra and Betty Jo do. They stay stupid things while you don't. True, they are dumber than most, but they are the ones you are trying to model yourself after, failing, and failing in a manner a suitably observant person can pick up on. After all, for the past two years, how many guys, or girls, have wanted to test your conversational skills?'Le was taken aback at how helpful the older lady was and began taking mental notes.‘Are you; how angry are you with me?' Le worried.‘We accept you've had to deal with different social factors at Davis Consolidated (High School) before we came here. Choices you made last year and before now are in the past. If you don't want to learn from your mistakes, that's on you.'‘If we change?'‘You are no longer cum dumps for the Football Teams. You are the Supreme Female Social Organization with the Samsonov boys making sure you won't be abused, or used as sexual trophies.‘But there still will be sex?' Le gulped. Gayle Samsonov's countenance was downright savage.‘Would you do every member of the Football Team, or just my Vlad?' she posed the question (trap). Le really liked the Football gangbangs, blowjobs and bukkake sessions. Her hunger to embrace the madness which had turned her Mother away from her (White) Father and brought her (Le) into existence came into conflict with her desire to recapture the personal experience she'd shared with Vlad.‘Isn't he mostly interested in Brandy?'‘He's devoted to Brandy, but Brandy will let him spend time with you as long as you support Brandy and Taliyah; plus you keep Vlad's interest because it is the right thing to do,' Mrs. Samsonov explained. Le wasn't used to thinking of either Brandy, or Taliyah, as magnanimous, except;‘Do Brandy and Taliyah confide in you?' Le made an educated leap. Of course, Taliyah's mother was opposed to all things Fonteneau; but here she was, chaperoning the same party, and Brandy had been utterly under Darius' spell at the start of the year; yet clearly was now madly devoted to Gayle's middle son.Gayle's grin lost some of its hostile quality.‘Clever indeed.'Le gave a shy smile in response.‘Enjoy the weekend, Pearl. Open up to Vlad if you get the chance. He's not intimidated by smart women, he likes reading; not as much as sex, but he's still happy to learn; and teach,' Gayle imparted. As she walked away, Le had to wonder how her whole world had transformed; no; evolved. She hoped it was evolving into something much more intriguing than what they were all surrendering. She jumped up and ran to catch up with the older woman. There was so much more she could learn.Victoria ‘Mad Vicky' Orem.‘Come on, Alexander, join us beating up these cheerleader-bitches,' Vicky pleaded with the oldest Samsonov triplet. She'd scampered over to him because her team needed the help and she wasn't sure Kaelyne would be able to return with Mikhail (and Taliyah) from inside.Currently it was her, Kaelyne, Vlad, Sgt. Louisa Petrakis (the State Cop) and Ms. Blanchard versus Missy Brandy, Sultana, Noémie Lucie, Amber Lee and Misty Dawn. With the size, or lack thereof, of herself and Kaelyne, the plan was to replace Ms. Blanchard and the Sarge with Mikhail and/or Alexander.‘I'm still busted up,' he grinned up at her.‘Oh, come on. Don't be a wimp,' she teased him, her fists on her thin, boney hips and thrust out her small chest. Her brand new white, string bikini shown on her tan-less body with the top being so conservative with the fabric it consisted of little more than two tringles kept together by their tie strings. If only she'd had more than 'A' cup sized boobs to fill them;‘Well, if you can pull me up, I'll do my best,' he conceded. Sure, she was 90 lbs. soaking wet while he was 220 lbs., but Vicky was fearless and determined to avenge the earlier pool massacre. She yanked, yanked, made some progress then went for a two hand grip on his left hand. Alexander reversing things, lightning-quick and pulled her down across his body, catching her by surprise.‘Hey!' she protested quite vocally.‘I'd like to kiss you,' Alexander requested passionately.Shock, pleasure, leaning down into Alexander; and nipping his nose.‘Ow,' he complained.‘Took you long enough,' Vicky teased him.Alexander's sudden, expressive and very public sign of affection had been the last thing she'd expected. Yes, they had exchanged sexually charged barbs and erotic innuendo for the past few days; but honestly, Vicky had felt the Samsonov she craved was beyond her. She Knew all the cheerleaders were better looking and even Kaelyne had bigger boobs. Even the 'old ladies' were disappointingly curvaceous, busty and intriguing; at least to the guys.‘Am I going to get that kiss?' Alexander brightened up.‘I don't know,' she vaulted onto his recliner so she ended up straddling his stomach just above the top of his trunks. ‘I kinda like the idea of sexually torturing you,' she added as she sat down; on him.‘Vicky!' Kaelyne reappeared out of the house with Mikhail. ‘Are you two coming?'‘Ocupado!' Vicky triumphantly pronounced. Only then, with her palms placed on Alexander's muscular pectorals, did she lean in for that kiss.‘Yippee!' Kaelyne whooped back. She truly was Vicky's best friend.‘Hey Vicky, don't break him,' Mikhail added in his own teasing.‘I make no promises,' Vicky shot back loudly and proudly. In reality, she had zero sexual experience. She had just had her first kiss; which was warm, wet and wonderful; and she was totally virgin.Vicky had never fit in, battled with ADHD most of her life and had never felt the desire to conform to any of the norms of Kingston, or Davis County. Her hair was always off-color, her only true friend was a shy, introverted, gun-loving lesbian nearly as physically under-developed as she was and, despite the oft-promise of pain, she'd never knuckled under to the bullies.Her musical tastes were unknown bands from other continents and she despised the Sports Religion, so she had expected to serve out her High School years in social exile; but the arrival of the Samsonov's had changed all that. Now she was at a Pool Party with the Cheer Squad; even though as an addendum to Kaelyne; and sexually taunting one hunk of a guy.They kissed twice more before Vicky began serpentining down his body. Lips caressed Alexander's chin, Adam's apple and sternum. Awkwardly, she reached a hand between them and between her spread legs, patting her partner's swimsuit. It took him a few seconds to figure out what Vicky was searching for.‘Umm,' he coughed, somewhat embarrassed. Vicky was turning out to be far more physically aggressive than he'd assumed. ‘It has; ah; expanded down my left leg.'‘Oh!' Vicky popped up, giving Alexander a wicked grin like some demented pixie. ‘Thanks.'She was doubly pleased. He was both not so offended as to be put off plus he was aroused. Check that; triply pleased! Alexander's Baloney Pony Was Huge! (In her inexperienced estimation). She grabbed that manly earthworm and began maneuvering it 'due north'. Soon it was rubbing beneath her covered vulva. Wiggling on it felt wonderful.Alexander's moan was almost as pleasing.‘Oh; ‘ she taunted him, ‘does someone like that?'Alexander gave two, pained nods.What 'Mad Vicky' lacked in real world expertise she compensated for with a rich, diverse and ignored 'For 18+' warning labels, internet history.She pushed herself up slowly, adding an extra twist to her wicked grin when Alexander's eyes flickered to her bikini-top covered assets. Her own quick assessment revealed that while her breasts remained small, her puffy areolas and thick, stubby nipples were flushed with blood and making indentations against her scanty covering. As she kept pushing up, Vicky couldn't help but feel victorious.She had Alexander's cock angling toward his belly button (with the tip no longer contained by his trunks) which had the added benefit of the muscle separating her labia (though equally under wraps). Damn, it felt fine! Vicky was now perpendicular to Alexander's reclining form. Her guy / victim was totally focused on her. The only thing which could make things better was to; He he he he; rub it in.Vicky raised her arms over her head, fingers interlocked then began gyrating and rocking back and forth on his aroused rod.‘Oh Yeah!' she exulted. Things only got better.After a few cycles, Alexander propped himself up with his right elbow and reached out with his left hand, placing it just below her right breast.Vicky figured he was testing her reactions. She was positively luminescent. The oldest Samsonov triplet took that as permission to move three fingers up so he could began playing with her erect nipple through her top. That felt so fine, too. The better, kept getting better.‘Hey!' Misty Dawn Sizemore protested. ‘What's that little freak doing with our guy?'Yep! Vicky's soul soared. She'd stolen a guy the cheerleaders wanted. She was doing her rendition of a barrel-riding/pole-dancing girl routine on top of him for all of those bitches to see. And the better just kept on coming.‘You like?' she resumed her taunting. Alexander nodded again. His words were unexpected.‘I really like your body, Vicky,' he expressed with such genuine openness and innocent trust it caused the tiny temptress to pause.‘You do, don't you?' she barely annunciated.‘Yeah. These nipples look absolutely delicious, you have this pert, tight little ass that wiggles every time you take a bouncing step and your smile is luminous, Vicky. Has no one has ever told you that before?'She digested his compliments and more before deciding he both was not playing her and was really, really sweet.‘No,' she added a little extra wiggle, ‘You would be the first.' Pause. ‘So, you like watching my ass?'‘Behave,' Gayle Samsonov shouted from across the pool. She and Pearl Yates were walking together down to the lawn set aside for the volleyball match.So many replies;‘But I don't want to,' Vicky faux-whined. ‘He's so yummy.'‘I wasn't talking to you, Vicky. I was warning my eldest,' Gayle laughed.‘I don't want to, Ma,' Alexander joined the protest. ‘She's so yummy!'‘Don't make me come over there,' Gayle stopped and shook her finger in their direction. Alexander flopped down and groaned. He even draped his left elbow over his eyes.‘Does this mean we stop?' Vicky get gyrating on his cock.‘I'm afraid so. Going against my Ma is dangerous. Her mean-streak is legendary among those lucky enough to be left alive,' he moaned. ‘Trust me, Vicky' he moved his arm so they were making long, in depth eye contact once more, ‘I'll get you later.'‘What about all the other girls?' she play-pouted. She was really loving this banter.‘Can I leave it at 'Mom's evil plan requires me and my Brothers to romance the Cheer Squad'; please?' Alexander frowned. Vicky wanted to know more. Accepting anything with blind obedience wasn't in her. ‘You are the one who engages me. I confess I didn't see you right away. I had some other crap on my mind, but I see you now and I'm honest about really liking what you're showing.'Pause.‘You are still going to fuck me, right?' she ground her crotch down on his cock.‘Hell yeah,' he coughed. ‘Can't you feel how hard you are making me?'‘Teehee,' Vicky giggled. ‘Just don't go all around school bragging about it,' she reiterated an earlier exchange they'd shared. ‘I'm not that kind of girl.' Total Lie.‘As I recall you are a 'write her name on the bathroom stalls' kind of girl,' he laughed.Vicky snickered.‘Don't make me have to tattoo my name on your dick,' she faux-threatened.‘Ouch,' Alexander winched. ‘Have I told you how much I adore your ass?'‘And my eyes,' she preened. She gave his cock one more vigorous circuit of stimulation then dismounted. ‘Let's go play volleyball before your Mamma has to come back up here and kick my adorable little ass.'‘How about we go down and you sit in my lap as we watch?' he offered instead. ‘I'm kind of still in a great deal of pain. Cracked ribs and all.'‘Fine,' Vicky began pulling the large man-boy up, ‘Kaelyne and I will tag in and out because, while I like that dick, I still want to kick some cheerleader ass.'‘Are you any good at volleyball,' he asked as they hobbled down to the gathering, his left arm draped over her shoulders.‘Never played before in my life. I rocked at tetherball in Kindergarten. How much harder can this be?' Vicky joked.Alexander snorted. Vicky was soaking up the jealous, angry looks being sent her way as she helped him approach. Would she pay for her usurpation later? Most likely, but the promise of retribution from those who thought they were better than her had never stopped her before; and they certainly weren't going to stop her now. This was turning out to be one of the best days of her life.Taliyah and Dominique.Taliyah found her Mother in the Carson's den running her finger over various books on the shelf while drinking a tall glass of 'something'.‘Mamma, how are you going to fix this?' she started off. Dominique looked over her shoulder then slowly turned around, a rather unhappy look on her face.‘Baby, there is no fixing what's wrong with your Daddy and I.'‘Mamma!' Taliyah shouted.

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En este episodio el Prof. Nicolás Boeglin nos explica la Opinión Consultiva emitida por la Corte Internacional de Justicia el día 19 de julio del 2024, sobre las Consecuencias Jurídicas derivadas de las Políticas y Prácticas de Israel en el Territorio Palestino Ocupado (Legal Consequences arising from the Policies and Practices of Israel in the Occupied Palestinian Territory, including East Jerusalem), que fue solicitada por la Asamblea General de las Naciones Unidas mediante  resolución A/RES/77/247. Membresía del Podcast -https://www.hablemosdi.com/contenido-premium Acerca del Profesor Nicolás Boeglin Doctor en Derecho (Universidad de Paris II), LLM (Instituto Universitario Europeo de Florencia, Italia). Diplomado del Institut des Hautes Études Internationales (Universidad de Paris II). “Diplômé” del Instituto Internacional de los Derechos Humanos (IIDH, Institut René Cassin) de Estrasburgo, Francia. Desde el 2005, es Profesor de Derecho Internacional Público en la Facultad de Derecho de la Universidad de Costa Rica (UCR)Ocupación prolongada y colonización ilegal israelí del territorio palestino: apuntes con relación a la reciente opinión consultiva de la Corte Internacional de Justicia (CIJ) Support the showAdquiere aquí el nuevo libro " Hablemos de Derecho Internacional Volumen II" https://www.hablemosdi.com/libros

Istrouma en Español Oct 6 – 8, 2024 ========== 6 de Octubre, 2024 Derribado para levantarte Hechos 26:12-23 ========== ‭‭Hechos‬ ‭26‬:‭12‬-‭23‬‬ Ocupado en esto, iba yo a Damasco con poderes y en comisión de los principales sacerdotes, cuando a mediodía, oh rey, yendo por el camino, vi una luz del cielo que sobrepasaba el resplandor del sol, la cual me rodeó a mí y a los que iban conmigo. Y habiendo caído todos nosotros en tierra, oí una voz que me hablaba, y decía en lengua hebrea: Saulo, Saulo, ¿por qué me persigues? Dura cosa te es dar coces contra el aguijón. Yo entonces dije: ¿Quién eres, Señor? Y el Señor dijo: Yo soy Jesús, a quien tú persigues. Pero levántate, y ponte sobre tus pies; porque para esto he aparecido a ti, para ponerte por ministro y testigo de las cosas que has visto, y de aquellas en que me apareceré a ti, librándote de tu pueblo, y de los gentiles, a quienes ahora te envío, para que abras sus ojos, para que se conviertan de las tinieblas a la luz, y de la potestad de Satanás a Dios; para que reciban, por la fe que es en mí, perdón de pecados y herencia entre los santificados. Por lo cual, oh rey Agripa, no fui rebelde a la visión celestial, sino que anuncié primeramente a los que están en Damasco, y Jerusalén, y por toda la tierra de Judea, y a los gentiles, que se arrepintiesen y se convirtiesen a Dios, haciendo obras dignas de arrepentimiento. Por causa de esto los judíos, prendiéndome en el templo, intentaron matarme. Pero habiendo obtenido auxilio de Dios, persevero hasta el día de hoy, dando testimonio a pequeños y a grandes, no diciendo nada fuera de las cosas que los profetas y Moisés dijeron que habían de suceder: Que el Cristo había de padecer, y ser el primero de la resurrección de los muertos, para anunciar luz al pueblo y a los gentiles. 1. El encuentro con el Señor. (26:12-15) 2. El Mandato del Señor. (26:16-18) 3. El llamado a obedecer del Señor (26:19-23) [Image] https://imageproxy.youversionapi.com/640x640/https://s3-us-west-2.amazonaws.com/mushroom-event-images-prod/117574509-1662179323184.jpg [Image] https://imageproxy.youversionapi.com/640x640/https://s3-us-west-2.amazonaws.com/mushroom-event-images-prod/117574509-1705700493680.jpg [Image] https://imageproxy.youversionapi.com/640x640/https://s3-us-west-2.amazonaws.com/mushroom-event-images-prod/117574509-1697561260831.jpg Regístrate ¡Si es la primera vez que asistes te invitamos a que te registres utilizando el siguiente link! https://istrouma.org/nuevo Nuestro Facebook Link de nuestro facebook donde nuestros servicios estarán en vivo ¡Acompáñanos! https://www.facebook.com/IBCespanol/ Visita nuestra pagina oficial: ¡Te esperamos! https://istrouma.org/espanol

La actriz Silvia Abascal ("El tiempo de la felicidad", "Al empezar la semana" o "Lobo") ha inaugurado una nueva temporada (la cuarta) de Amigos Alegres en Hoy por Hoy. Allí, además de inscribirse como nueva miembro de este amistoso y afectivo club, nos ha contado cómo llegó al Un, Dos Tres, con Chicho Ibáñez Serrador, "La primera persona que me dio la primera oportunidad con sólo 13 años"; cómo con 16, asaltó las casas de toda España con la serie "Pepa y Pepe", "Donde en la primera semana de rodaje literalmente se hizo pis encima", o cómo es su vida tras sufrir un ictus, "Fue como renacer de nuevo en todos los sentidos". 

Vanessa Vallecillo cuenta todos los asuntos en los que se ha metido el Gobierno durante este verano.

Ha llegado el momento más importante de las Grandes Obras de la Canciller Lina Soh, la apertura del Faro Starlight. Lo que desconocen todos abordo es que los Nihil no son la única amenaza pirata que está abordo. Así somos testigos de grandes revelaciones y momentos emotivos. ¡Por la luz y la vida! Discutimos los episodios El Show de las Naves, El Día Súper Ocupado de Nash, y El Príncipe y el Pirata de la primera temporada de Aventuras de Jóvenes Jedi.  Panelistas en este episodio: Armando (⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@Coqui572⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠) Clone (⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@Caferato⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠) Caddy (⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@Caddy2334⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠) Síguenos en X ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@rebeldesfuerza⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Escríbenos tus dudas, comentarios o sugerencias de temas para el podcast: rebeldesdelafuerza@gmail.com. ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠LinkTree⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Nuestra música: "Journey of the Gods" por Anthony Neil Putson. Usado con licencia.

¿Ocupado vs. Productivo: ¿Cuál eres tú? En el mundo acelerado de hoy, es fácil confundir la ocupación con la productividad. Únete a nosotros en este episodio mientras exploramos las marcadas diferencias entre estar ocupado y ser productivo. Discutiremos con ejemplos reales a nivel profesional cómo maximizar tu tiempo, enfocarte en lo que realmente importa y alcanzar tus objetivos con propósito. Destacaremos la importancia de Enfocarse en Una Sola Cosa (The One Thing) como una estrategia clave para aumentar la productividad. Sintoniza para aprender consejos prácticos de profesionales de alto rendimiento y descubre cómo volverte más productivo de inmediato. Tertulia de Guias Podcast. Recuerda seguirnos en:Tertulia de Guias Podcast Plataformashttps://linktr.ee/IrresponsePreguntas & Sugerencias de TemasLinkedinhttps://www.linkedin.com/company/tertulia-de-guias-podcastFacebookTertulia de Guias PodcastTwitterhttps://twitter.com/GuiasPodcastOvercasthttps://overcast.fm/itunes1529025205/tertulia-de-guias-podcastStitcherhttps://www.stitcher.com/show/tertulia-de-guias-podcastBuzzsprout Directoryhttps://www.buzzsprout.com/1304869#Comunication#Sesgos#Biased#typeofpeople#Productividad#Juntas#Stoic#Meeting#Delegar#Delegate#Trabajodeequipo#BusyWork#Productivity 

SUBSCRIBE TO THE NEW BNC CHANNEL: https://bit.ly/45Pspyl   Ad Free & Bonus Episodes: https://bit.ly/3we50ty  NEW MERCH: https://shoptmgstudios.com  This week, Brooke and Connor break down the latest news in reality TV, why they are medically attached to their phones, and what to do when someone walks in on you p-... They also try to figure out why everyone is scared of mummies.  Join our Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/groups/5356639204457124/  If you listen on Apple Podcasts, go to: https://apple.co/bandc  Go to https://Embarkvet.com to get free shipping and save $50 with promo code BANDC. State Farm is there with the coverage you need for your car, your home, and even boats,  motorcycles, RVs, and other things that matter to you. Go to https://Quince.com/bandc for free shipping on your order and 365-day returns.  This episode is sponsored by BetterHelp. Give online therapy a try at https://betterhelp.com/BANDC and get on your way to being your best self.  B+C IG: https://www.instagram.com/bncmap/ B+C Twitter: https://twitter.com/bncmap TMG Studios YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/tinymeatgang TMG Studios IG: https://www.instagram.com/realtmgstudios/ TMG Studios Twitter: https://twitter.com/realtmgstudios BROOKE https://www.instagram.com/brookeaverick https://twitter.com/ladyefron https://www.tiktok.com/@ladyefron  CONNOR https://www.instagram.com/fibula/ https://twitter.com/fibulaa https://www.tiktok.com/@fibulaa Hosted by Brooke Averick & Connor Wood, Created by TMG Studios, Brooke Averick & Connor Wood, and Produced by TMG Studios, Brooke Averick & Connor Wood. 0:00 Sweaty Hot Yoga  1:56 Intro 2:17 I Have Purse Guilt 3:40 NEW MERCH!!! 8:23 The Art Contest 10:59 Embark  14:14 Brooke's New Kindle Setup 16:30 What Is A Mummy Gonna Do? 19:00 State Farm 20:31 Sigourney Weaver Discourse  21:07 Billie Eilish vs Tiktokers 27:00 Snapchatting Your Family 28:40 Medically Addicted To Phones 30:12 Quince 31:49 Who TF Did I Marry? 34:27 Love Is Blind Recap 42:18 BetterHelp 43:47 Science of Reality TV Shows 48:40 Connor's One Day Take 52:32 Anyone But You Stats 54:30 Understanding Barry Keoghan 57:20 Getting Walked In On… 1:01:20 The Itchy Foot Diagnosis  1:04:50 The Pregnant Stingray 1:08:58 See You In Bonus!!!