Wednesday, July 31, 2013
He Conquered
He conquered
And so can you
He suffered
To see you through
Inspired by a Greg Olsen painting where the Savior is suffering in Gethsemane.
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And so can you
He suffered
To see you through
Inspired by a Greg Olsen painting where the Savior is suffering in Gethsemane.
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If We All Exercised our Freedom of Religion
"If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land." 2 Chronicles 7:14
If we all exercised
Our freedom of religion
And kept God before our eyes
We'd be as He envisions
A land healed of what's wicked
To stand united to pray
Where miracles are witnessed
As we keep His laws each day
If we all exercised
Our freedom of religion
And kept God before our eyes
We'd be as He envisions
A land healed of what's wicked
To stand united to pray
Where miracles are witnessed
As we keep His laws each day
Shrek the Lost Sheep
This is Shrek the sheep. He became famous several years ago when he was found after hiding out in caves for six years. Of course, during this time his fleece gr...
One precious sheep wandered
And for years was utterly lost
Calls for him went unanswered
The gentle shepherd mourned the loss
Then in a cave, he was found!
It had been six weary long years
He appeared to be round
And lost sixty pounds by the shears
From his burden, he was set free!
His every step was made light
Truly, the Lord's yoke is easy
Unto rest, to enjoy life
“Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and my burden is light.” Matthew 11:28-30
This is Shrek the sheep. He became famous several years ago when he was found after hiding out in caves for six years. Of course, during this time his fleece grew without anyone there to shorn (shave) it. When he was finally found and shaved, his fleece weighed an amazing sixty pounds.
One precious sheep wandered
And for years was utterly lost
Calls for him went unanswered
The gentle shepherd mourned the loss
Then in a cave, he was found!
It had been six weary long years
He appeared to be round
And lost sixty pounds by the shears
From his burden, he was set free!
His every step was made light
Truly, the Lord's yoke is easy
Unto rest, to enjoy life
“Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and my burden is light.” Matthew 11:28-30
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Muster the Courage

Muster the courage
To be steadfast
To truth ever pledge
And learn from the past
To be steadfast
To truth ever pledge
And learn from the past
Truth is timeless
It does not change
Speak up, confess
Where all truth hangs
It does not change
Speak up, confess
Where all truth hangs
God's commandments
Still remain true
Each law make sense
The good we should do
Still remain true
Each law make sense
The good we should do
The World Needs Pioneers Today (to stand for truth)
"Can we somehow muster the courage and steadfastness of purpose that characterized the pioneers of a former generation? Can you and I, in actual fact, be pioneers? I know we can be. Oh, how the world needs pioneers today!"
—Thomas S. Monson, "The World Needs Pioneers Today"
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Monday, July 29, 2013
You Never Know
You never know
Nor can you guess
How life will flow
To teach and bless
Nor can you guess
How life will flow
To teach and bless
You never know
What's in your future
What light will show
To be your tutor
You never know
What is in store
What truth's will show
Always, there's more
You never know
So believe and dream
Let your light show
From living wells, drink
You never know
Whose life you may touch
To lift and grow
Love does bloom of such
Learn from the Past
Learn from the past
Both the good and dreadful
Make memories last
For what you have, be grateful
Both the good and dreadful
Make memories last
For what you have, be grateful
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About Me
The Captain of the Soul- Invictus/ The Soul's Captain by Elder Orson F. Whitney
Invictus by William E. Henley
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance,
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
The Soul's Captain [The Answer]
by Elder Orson F. Whitney
of the Quorum of the Twelve
Art thou in truth? Then what of him
Who bought thee with his blood?
Who plunged into devouring seas
And snatched thee from the flood?
Who bore for all our fallen race
What none but him could bear.
The God who died that man might live,
And endless glory share?
Of what avail thy vaunted strength,
Apart from his vast might?
Pray that his Light may pierce the gloom,
That thou mayest see aright.
Men are as bubbles on the wave,
As leaves upon the tree.
Thou, captain of thy soul, forsooth
Who gave that place to thee?
Free will is thine — free agency
To wield for right or wrong;
But thou must answer unto him
To whom all souls belong.
Bend to the dust that head "unbowed,"
Small part of Life's great whole!
And see in him, and him alone,
The Captain of thy soul
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance,
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
The Soul's Captain [The Answer]
by Elder Orson F. Whitney
of the Quorum of the Twelve
Art thou in truth? Then what of him
Who bought thee with his blood?
Who plunged into devouring seas
And snatched thee from the flood?
Who bore for all our fallen race
What none but him could bear.
The God who died that man might live,
And endless glory share?
Of what avail thy vaunted strength,
Apart from his vast might?
Pray that his Light may pierce the gloom,
That thou mayest see aright.
Men are as bubbles on the wave,
As leaves upon the tree.
Thou, captain of thy soul, forsooth
Who gave that place to thee?
Free will is thine — free agency
To wield for right or wrong;
But thou must answer unto him
To whom all souls belong.
Bend to the dust that head "unbowed,"
Small part of Life's great whole!
And see in him, and him alone,
The Captain of thy soul
He's Been There Before
He's Been There Before by Elder Troy Whittle
The alarm bell rings at 6:30, I stumble to my feet
I grab my companions bedding and pull off his sheets
A groan fills the room, is it already time to arise?
It seems like just a second ago I was able to shut my eyes
The morning activities follow- study, prayer and such
When it's time to leave the apartment, you feel you haven't accomplished much
"We have a super day planned," My comp. says with a grin
I lowly utter a faithless breath, "Yeah, if anyone lets us in."
With the word of God and my faithful Schwinn, we ride off in the street prepared to
Face another day of humidity and heat
It's 9:30 in the evening, the day is almost through
My champion and I are riding home not accomplishing what we thought to do
We ride up to the mailbox, hoping to receive a lot
Only to look inside and hear my echo reverberate "air Box"
We go up to our apartment, the day is now complete
The only thing to show for our work is a case of blistery feet
It's past 10:30 p.m. My companion is fast asleep,
Silence engulfs me all about and I begin to weep
In the midst of sadness, I kneel down to pray
I need to talk to father, but I'm not sure what to say
"Oh, Father" I begin, "What happened to us today?
I thought we'd teach somebody, but everyone was away
My hands, my aching hands- worn, hurt and beat;
If our area was any smaller, we'd have knocked every street"
"Why on missions are the days so much alike?
The only difference about today was the flat tire on my bike
Will you send some cooler weather? The heat is killing me
I sweat so bad, it gets in my eyes, it's very hard to see"
"Why do I have to wear a helmet, isn't your protection enough?
People always laugh at me, and call me stupid stuff
Please send us investigators so I may give them what they lack
I want to give them Books of Mormon, the weight of them hurts my back"
"And what about my family: They don't have much to say
I'm sick of not hearing from home day after day after day
Oh Father, Why am I here am I just wasting time?
Sometimes I just want to go home, I'm sorry but that's on my mind"
"My companion, Heavenly Father, what are you giving me?
"The way he rides his bicycle, I don't think he can see
Now you have it, I can't go on, I don't know what to do
That, my Father in Heaven, is the prayer I have for you"
My prayer now finished, I stand up, then jump right into bed
I need my rest for tomorrow, we have another long day ahead
Sleep start to overtake me, I seem to drift away
Then it seems a vision takes me to another time in another day
I'm standing alone on the hill. The view is very nice
A man walks to wards me and says, "My name is Jesus Christ"
Tears of joy well up inside, I fall down to His feet
"Arise," He states, "Follow me to the shade. You and I need to speak"
My attention's towards my Savior, total and complete
He says, "Your mission is similar of what happened to me
I understand how you feel, I know what you're going through
In fact, it would be fair to say I've felt the same as you"
"I even know how you felt when no one listened to you
At times I felt not quite sure what else I could do
I know you don't like to ride a bicycle, for you a car would be sweet
Just remember the donkey I rode wasn't equipped with 21 speeds"
"I understand you don't like sweating, in fact it's something you hate
I remember when I sweat blood from ev’ry pore, oh the agony was great!
I see you don't like your companion- you'd rather have someone else-
I once had a companion named Judas who sold my life for wealth"
"It's hard to wear a helmet and have people make fun of you
I remember when they put thorns on my head and called me King of the Jews
So you feel burdened down by the weight of your pack
I recall how heavy the cross was when they slammed it on my back"
"Your hands hurt from tracting and knocking on doors all day
I guess when they pounded nails into mine, I ached in a similar way
It's hard not to hear from home when your family's not there to see
I lost communication on the cross and cried, "Father, why hast Thou forsaken me?"
"We have a lot in common, but there's a difference between us you see
I endured to the end and finished my mission, so follow and do like me"
He embraced me with His arms and His light filled me with His love
With tears in my eyes I watched as He went back to the Father above
I stood with awe and wonder when a beep rang in my head
I listened and heard the alarm, then realized I was in my bed
My companion let out a groan, "6:30 already, no way!"
I sat up and said, "Come on, I'll even carry your scriptures today!"
No matter what we go through, when we feel we can't take more
Just stop and think about Jesus Christ, He's been there before
By Elder Troy Whittle
Texas Houston Mission
The alarm bell rings at 6:30, I stumble to my feet
I grab my companions bedding and pull off his sheets
A groan fills the room, is it already time to arise?
It seems like just a second ago I was able to shut my eyes
The morning activities follow- study, prayer and such
When it's time to leave the apartment, you feel you haven't accomplished much
"We have a super day planned," My comp. says with a grin
I lowly utter a faithless breath, "Yeah, if anyone lets us in."
With the word of God and my faithful Schwinn, we ride off in the street prepared to
Face another day of humidity and heat
It's 9:30 in the evening, the day is almost through
My champion and I are riding home not accomplishing what we thought to do
We ride up to the mailbox, hoping to receive a lot
Only to look inside and hear my echo reverberate "air Box"
We go up to our apartment, the day is now complete
The only thing to show for our work is a case of blistery feet
It's past 10:30 p.m. My companion is fast asleep,
Silence engulfs me all about and I begin to weep
In the midst of sadness, I kneel down to pray
I need to talk to father, but I'm not sure what to say
"Oh, Father" I begin, "What happened to us today?
I thought we'd teach somebody, but everyone was away
My hands, my aching hands- worn, hurt and beat;
If our area was any smaller, we'd have knocked every street"
"Why on missions are the days so much alike?
The only difference about today was the flat tire on my bike
Will you send some cooler weather? The heat is killing me
I sweat so bad, it gets in my eyes, it's very hard to see"
"Why do I have to wear a helmet, isn't your protection enough?
People always laugh at me, and call me stupid stuff
Please send us investigators so I may give them what they lack
I want to give them Books of Mormon, the weight of them hurts my back"
"And what about my family: They don't have much to say
I'm sick of not hearing from home day after day after day
Oh Father, Why am I here am I just wasting time?
Sometimes I just want to go home, I'm sorry but that's on my mind"
"My companion, Heavenly Father, what are you giving me?
"The way he rides his bicycle, I don't think he can see
Now you have it, I can't go on, I don't know what to do
That, my Father in Heaven, is the prayer I have for you"
My prayer now finished, I stand up, then jump right into bed
I need my rest for tomorrow, we have another long day ahead
Sleep start to overtake me, I seem to drift away
Then it seems a vision takes me to another time in another day
I'm standing alone on the hill. The view is very nice
A man walks to wards me and says, "My name is Jesus Christ"
Tears of joy well up inside, I fall down to His feet
"Arise," He states, "Follow me to the shade. You and I need to speak"
My attention's towards my Savior, total and complete
He says, "Your mission is similar of what happened to me
I understand how you feel, I know what you're going through
In fact, it would be fair to say I've felt the same as you"
"I even know how you felt when no one listened to you
At times I felt not quite sure what else I could do
I know you don't like to ride a bicycle, for you a car would be sweet
Just remember the donkey I rode wasn't equipped with 21 speeds"
"I understand you don't like sweating, in fact it's something you hate
I remember when I sweat blood from ev’ry pore, oh the agony was great!
I see you don't like your companion- you'd rather have someone else-
I once had a companion named Judas who sold my life for wealth"
"It's hard to wear a helmet and have people make fun of you
I remember when they put thorns on my head and called me King of the Jews
So you feel burdened down by the weight of your pack
I recall how heavy the cross was when they slammed it on my back"
"Your hands hurt from tracting and knocking on doors all day
I guess when they pounded nails into mine, I ached in a similar way
It's hard not to hear from home when your family's not there to see
I lost communication on the cross and cried, "Father, why hast Thou forsaken me?"
"We have a lot in common, but there's a difference between us you see
I endured to the end and finished my mission, so follow and do like me"
He embraced me with His arms and His light filled me with His love
With tears in my eyes I watched as He went back to the Father above
I stood with awe and wonder when a beep rang in my head
I listened and heard the alarm, then realized I was in my bed
My companion let out a groan, "6:30 already, no way!"
I sat up and said, "Come on, I'll even carry your scriptures today!"
No matter what we go through, when we feel we can't take more
Just stop and think about Jesus Christ, He's been there before
By Elder Troy Whittle
Texas Houston Mission
The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints
These poems are my own thoughts and impressions as I study the gospel of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter- Day Saints
I encourage you to read from the Book of Mormon and the standard works, and listen to modern day prophets, also, that your mind and heart might be touched.
Kelly Miller
I encourage you to read from the Book of Mormon and the standard works, and listen to modern day prophets, also, that your mind and heart might be touched.
Kelly Miller
153 Countries Visited! June 2015
Global Statistics
Visits from 153 countries registered.
No. | Country | Date of Last Visit | Percent & Number of Visits ![]() | |||
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1 | ![]() | June 15, 2015 | 82.86% | 25,281 | ||
2 | ![]() | June 14, 2015 | 2.61% | 795 | ||
3 | ![]() | June 13, 2015 | 2.42% | 737 | ||
4 | ![]() | June 13, 2015 | 1.81% | 551 | ||
5 | ![]() | June 14, 2015 | 1.35% | 412 | ||
6 | ![]() | June 14, 2015 | 0.99% | 303 | ||
7 | ![]() | June 14, 2015 | 0.79% | 241 | ||
8 | ![]() | June 14, 2015 | 0.58% | 176 | ||
9 | ![]() | May 15, 2015 | 0.49% | 151 | ||
10 | ![]() | June 3, 2015 | 0.40% | 121 | ||
11 | ![]() | June 8, 2015 | 0.34% | 105 | ||
12 | ![]() | Apr 20, 2015 | 0.26% | 80 | ||
13 | ![]() | June 3, 2015 | 0.21% | 64 | ||
14 | ![]() | June 5, 2015 | 0.14% | 44 | ||
15 | ![]() | Apr 17, 2015 | 0.14% | 42 | ||
16 | ![]() | Mar 21, 2015 | 0.13% | 41 | ||
17 | ![]() | Apr 28, 2015 | 0.13% | 41 | ||
18 | ![]() | June 8, 2015 | 0.13% | 39 | ||
19 | ![]() | May 28, 2015 | 0.12% | 38 | ||
20 | Europe | June 11, 2015 | 0.11% | 35 | ||
21 | ![]() | May 18, 2015 | 0.11% | 35 | ||
22 | ![]() | May 17, 2015 | 0.11% | 35 | ||
23 | ![]() | Apr 17, 2015 | 0.11% | 33 | ||
24 | ![]() | May 28, 2015 | 0.11% | 33 | ||
25 | ![]() | Apr 25, 2015 | 0.10% | 32 | ||
26 | ![]() | Apr 27, 2015 | 0.10% | 31 | ||
27 | ![]() | Feb 1, 2015 | 0.10% | 31 | ||
28 | - | May 10, 2015 | 0.10% | 31 | ||
29 | ![]() | Apr 5, 2015 | 0.10% | 30 | ||
30 | ![]() | May 19, 2015 | 0.10% | 29 | ||
31 | ![]() | June 1, 2015 | 0.09% | 28 | ||
32 | ![]() | June 14, 2015 | 0.09% | 28 | ||
33 | ![]() | May 18, 2015 | 0.09% | 26 | ||
34 | ![]() | May 8, 2015 | 0.09% | 26 | ||
35 | ![]() | May 5, 2015 | 0.08% | 24 | ||
36 | ![]() | May 10, 2015 | 0.08% | 23 | ||
37 | ![]() | May 1, 2015 | 0.07% | 20 | ||
38 | ![]() | Apr 4, 2015 | 0.07% | 20 | ||
39 | ![]() | Apr 18, 2015 | 0.07% | 20 | ||
40 | ![]() | May 29, 2015 | 0.07% | 20 | ||
41 | ![]() | Mar 23, 2015 | 0.06% | 19 | ||
42 | ![]() | Mar 25, 2015 | 0.06% | 19 | ||
43 | ![]() | Mar 28, 2015 | 0.06% | 18 | ||
44 | ![]() | May 17, 2015 | 0.06% | 18 | ||
45 | ![]() | Feb 27, 2015 | 0.06% | 17 | ||
46 | ![]() | May 8, 2015 | 0.06% | 17 | ||
47 | ![]() | May 30, 2015 | 0.05% | 16 | ||
48 | ![]() | Apr 12, 2015 | 0.05% | 16 | ||
49 | ![]() | Apr 6, 2015 | 0.05% | 15 | ||
50 | ![]() | Apr 10, 2015 | 0.05% | 14 | ||
51 | ![]() | Feb 23, 2015 | 0.05% | 14 | ||
52 | ![]() | Mar 10, 2015 | 0.05% | 14 | ||
53 | ![]() | Apr 8, 2015 | 0.04% | 13 | ||
54 | ![]() | Nov 24, 2014 | 0.04% | 13 | ||
55 | ![]() | June 1, 2015 | 0.04% | 13 | ||
56 | ![]() | Aug 18, 2014 | 0.04% | 12 | ||
57 | ![]() | Apr 13, 2015 | 0.04% | 12 | ||
58 | ![]() | Apr 6, 2015 | 0.04% | 12 | ||
59 | ![]() | Oct 29, 2014 | 0.04% | 12 | ||
60 | ![]() | Dec 9, 2014 | 0.04% | 11 | ||
61 | ![]() | Mar 12, 2015 | 0.04% | 11 | ||
62 | ![]() | Feb 16, 2015 | 0.03% | 10 | ||
63 | ![]() | Apr 28, 2015 | 0.03% | 10 | ||
64 | ![]() | Jan 19, 2015 | 0.03% | 9 | ||
65 | ![]() | Feb 5, 2015 | 0.03% | 9 | ||
66 | ![]() | Mar 30, 2015 | 0.03% | 9 | ||
67 | ![]() | Apr 4, 2015 | 0.03% | 9 | ||
68 | ![]() | May 8, 2015 | 0.03% | 9 | ||
69 | ![]() | Feb 4, 2015 | 0.03% | 8 | ||
70 | ![]() | Jan 9, 2015 | 0.03% | 8 | ||
71 | ![]() | Feb 27, 2015 | 0.03% | 8 | ||
72 | ![]() | Jan 24, 2015 | 0.03% | 8 | ||
73 | Asia/Pacific Region | June 9, 2015 | 0.03% | 8 | ||
74 | ![]() | Feb 6, 2015 | 0.02% | 7 | ||
75 | ![]() | Mar 21, 2015 | 0.02% | 7 | ||
76 | ![]() | Apr 10, 2015 | 0.02% | 7 | ||
77 | ![]() | June 2, 2015 | 0.02% | 7 | ||
78 | ![]() | Dec 16, 2014 | 0.02% | 7 | ||
79 | ![]() | Apr 7, 2015 | 0.02% | 6 | ||
80 | ![]() | Mar 3, 2015 | 0.02% | 6 | ||
81 | ![]() | Sept 28, 2014 | 0.02% | 6 | ||
82 | ![]() | Feb 25, 2015 | 0.02% | 6 | ||
83 | ![]() | June 6, 2015 | 0.02% | 6 | ||
84 | ![]() | May 7, 2015 | 0.02% | 6 | ||
85 | ![]() | Apr 23, 2015 | 0.02% | 5 | ||
86 | ![]() | Oct 30, 2014 | 0.02% | 5 | ||
87 | ![]() | June 3, 2015 | 0.02% | 5 | ||
88 | ![]() | Oct 27, 2014 | 0.02% | 5 | ||
89 | ![]() | June 23, 2014 | 0.02% | 5 | ||
90 | ![]() | Jan 19, 2015 | 0.02% | 5 | ||
91 | ![]() | Mar 23, 2015 | 0.02% | 5 | ||
92 | ![]() | Nov 23, 2014 | 0.02% | 5 | ||
93 | ![]() | Nov 11, 2014 | 0.02% | 5 | ||
94 | ![]() | Jan 16, 2015 | 0.02% | 5 | ||
95 | ![]() | Mar 10, 2015 | 0.02% | 5 | ||
96 | ![]() | Jan 15, 2015 | 0.02% | 5 | ||
97 | ![]() | May 8, 2015 | 0.02% | 5 | ||
98 | ![]() | Feb 27, 2015 | 0.01% | 4 | ||
99 | ![]() | Jan 23, 2015 | 0.01% | 4 | ||
100 | ![]() | Mar 22, 2015 | 0.01% | 4 | ||
101 | ![]() | Jan 20, 2015 | 0.01% | 4 | ||
102 | ![]() | Jan 13, 2015 | 0.01% | 4 | ||
103 | ![]() | Apr 29, 2014 | 0.01% | 4 | ||
104 | ![]() | Jan 14, 2015 | 0.01% | 4 | ||
105 | ![]() | Nov 29, 2014 | 0.01% | 3 | ||
106 | ![]() | Feb 11, 2014 | 0.01% | 3 | ||
107 | ![]() | July 23, 2014 | 0.01% | 3 | ||
108 | ![]() | Feb 19, 2015 | 0.01% | 3 | ||
109 | ![]() | Aug 1, 2014 | 0.01% | 3 | ||
110 | ![]() | Dec 20, 2014 | 0.01% | 3 | ||
111 | ![]() | June 8, 2015 | 0.01% | 3 | ||
112 | ![]() | May 14, 2014 | 0.01% | 3 | ||
113 | ![]() | Mar 3, 2015 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
114 | ![]() | Oct 22, 2014 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
115 | ![]() | Jan 12, 2015 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
116 | ![]() | June 20, 2014 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
117 | ![]() | May 19, 2015 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
118 | ![]() | June 23, 2014 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
119 | ![]() | Aug 4, 2014 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
120 | ![]() | Jan 28, 2015 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
121 | ![]() | Feb 20, 2015 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
122 | ![]() | May 12, 2014 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
123 | ![]() | Apr 29, 2015 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
124 | ![]() | Apr 26, 2015 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
125 | ![]() | Nov 1, 2013 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
126 | ![]() | June 30, 2013 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
127 | ![]() | July 18, 2014 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
128 | ![]() | Aug 17, 2014 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
129 | ![]() | Mar 12, 2013 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
130 | ![]() | Jan 8, 2015 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
131 | ![]() | Mar 20, 2015 | 0.01% | 2 | ||
132 | ![]() | May 27, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
133 | ![]() | July 27, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
134 | ![]() | Sept 16, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
135 | ![]() | July 18, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
136 | ![]() | Jan 12, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
137 | ![]() | Mar 14, 2015 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
138 | ![]() | Apr 22, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
139 | ![]() | Nov 19, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
140 | ![]() | Jan 9, 2015 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
141 | ![]() | May 29, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
142 | ![]() | Mar 10, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
143 | ![]() | Feb 1, 2015 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
144 | ![]() | Feb 21, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
145 | ![]() | June 20, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
146 | ![]() | Jan 9, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
147 | ![]() | Jan 3, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
148 | ![]() | Oct 9, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
149 | ![]() | Jan 27, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
150 | ![]() | June 16, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
151 | ![]() | Mar 30, 2013 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
152 | ![]() | Nov 30, 2014 | 0.00% | 1 | ||
153 | ![]() |