tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67387364672406614272024-03-12T19:05:46.689-04:00Yahweh SistersLove the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul and with all your mind.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13393802214074460864noreply@blogger.comBlogger377125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738736467240661427.post-11394529771314566442012-05-01T07:30:00.003-04:002012-05-01T07:30:20.521-04:00The Lord's Day<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I feel like a world traveler...........unfortunately some things have suffered more than others this blog being one of them. I am praying to be back on track....... traveling is finally coming to a halt for a few months. I love this prayer.........found it during my quiet time........I pray it blesses you as it did me!<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>O Lord my Lord,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>This is thy day,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> the heavenly ordinance of rest,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> the open door of worship,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> the record of Jesus' resurrection,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> the seal of the sabbath to come,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> the day when saints militant and triumphant unite in endless song.</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>I bless thee for the throne of grace,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> that here free favour reigns;</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> that open access to it is through the blood of Jesus;</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> that the veil is torn aside and I can enter the holiest</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> and find thee ready to hear,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> waiting to be gracious,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> inviting me to pour out my needs,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> encouraging my desires,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> promising to give more than I ask or think.</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>But while I bless thee, shame and confusion are mine:</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>I remember my past misuse of sacred things,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> my irreverent worship,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> my base ingratitude,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> my cold, dull praise.</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>Sprinkle all my past sabbaths with the cleansing blood of Jesus,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> and may this day witness deep improvements in me.</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>Give me in rich abundance</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> the blessiings the Lord's Day was designed to impart;</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>May my heart be fast bound against worldly thoughts or cares;</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>Flood my mind with peace beyond understanding;</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> may my meditations be sweet,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> my acts of worship life, liberty, joy,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> my drink the streams that flow from thy throne,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> my defence the shield of faith,</strong></em></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong> and may my heart be more knit to Jesus.</strong></em></span><br />
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<em><span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small;">Prayer from the book (Valley of Vision)</span></em></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13393802214074460864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738736467240661427.post-11023876093762151892012-04-23T13:15:00.000-04:002012-04-23T13:15:10.566-04:00In God's Presence<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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It is impossible for us to grasp the greatness of God. It is simply beyond our comprehension. However, God's word give us some really amazing insight into his character.</div>
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In the Old Testament very few people were allowed into God's presence in the Holy of Holies because God is just that- Holy.</div>
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In God's presence are glory, honor, strength, gladness, and a host of other wonderful characteristics. Our God is truly awesome. We can see that in creation, at Calvary, at the Garden tomb, and in our own lives.</div>
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God wants very much to be involved in our lives. He wants to be included in every aspect our our marriages, families, careers, etc. God is Great. He cares for us- each individually - even with all of our fears and failures. He can see to finished product in us. Will you let him have a primary place in your life. Give him your cares and concerns. He loves us and wants a relationship with each and every one of us.</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">May your weekend kindest friends be one of grabbing the Savior's feet..............</span>although we are unworthy may we hold on even tighter........not willing to let go! May you let His light fill you and allow His blood to cleanse you.<br />
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We must remember it was the stench of our ugly sins.............that nailed Him to the Cross and each time we refuse the cup that has been passed to us is when we drive the nails a little deeper.........causing Him more pain and knowing that He stayed up on the Cross willingly!</div>
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May we continue to live Easter Sunday over and over again................full of Joy as we.....willingly learn to die daily!</div>
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May we never forget Easter.................that this was our moment..............that we were engraved into the palm of our Savior's hands!</div>
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13393802214074460864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738736467240661427.post-46633893849071576142012-04-09T06:00:00.000-04:002012-04-09T08:02:40.564-04:00God's hands and feet<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfaX23er89ByZcDN05o4JnsosY3ygY7DKXwlRNX9HfS-xS2wMHR0MuQ1YTILwKclWXiZKQjuXqyS-K1eZGx6n-y-Re6C5RA0E98nM6tld7jGFKrjK91sGKuzc9XmCjjtG-0OOhh3rhePE/s1600/beacheasterpics+219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfaX23er89ByZcDN05o4JnsosY3ygY7DKXwlRNX9HfS-xS2wMHR0MuQ1YTILwKclWXiZKQjuXqyS-K1eZGx6n-y-Re6C5RA0E98nM6tld7jGFKrjK91sGKuzc9XmCjjtG-0OOhh3rhePE/s640/beacheasterpics+219.JPG" width="640" /></a></div> <span style="color: #444444;">Oh God let our praises be from our hands as we clothe the naked and use our arms to bring comfort to those who are sick</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4EcTivTLi7BF9ymFWklH5Y1e_wuFPNB1gl7KJiV_Y0YdPnNd8BN0agCRFX3UtM9sJYxhVGJW8Qg2qJmp2uRvgrRnQuhj0hmpRrNuBAZCtTOPh_ps_7OoiKMPA9q5NDCEn7yukWUwMe7k/s1600/beacheasterpics+401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4EcTivTLi7BF9ymFWklH5Y1e_wuFPNB1gl7KJiV_Y0YdPnNd8BN0agCRFX3UtM9sJYxhVGJW8Qg2qJmp2uRvgrRnQuhj0hmpRrNuBAZCtTOPh_ps_7OoiKMPA9q5NDCEn7yukWUwMe7k/s640/beacheasterpics+401.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><span style="color: #444444;">"We become like the things that we love..."</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">What is a sacrifice to God?</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"><em>.............<strong><span style="font-size: large;">a broken spirit.</span></strong></em></span><br />
<em><span style="color: #444444;">I have seen the broken.......I have held the hands of the dying.........I have listened as a husband cried that cry that only comes from losing your soul-mate, I have even held dying children! </span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #444444;"><strong>I have seen the broken BUT have I been the broken?</strong></span></em><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;"> As the world keeps turning and the people keep aching.......it is the me who questions the most high? As Ann Voskamp says; <strong>"<em>Practical Atheism?"</em></strong> She brilliantly said it all with those two words.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;">Where are our praises? Do we only reach out our hands only when it's the taking? <strong>We the takers? </strong> We continue to look through the eyes of reason........instead of seeing through the eyes of our <strong>Saviour </strong>who is the intimate with<strong><em>, "grief."</em></strong></span><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: #444444;">Romans 8:17;</span></em></strong><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"><strong><em>and if children, then heirs- heirs of God and fellow heirs with Christ, provided we SUFFER with HIM in order that we may be glorified with him. (</em>our sufferings here in the present are insignificant in comparison with the glory that is to be revealed to us!)<em>Romans 8:18.</em></strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;"> If we are the called to give thanks in everything........then why are we selective?</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;">When the emptiness does sing where is our gratitude? </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">I run to my friends when I am hurt, sad or defeated. I talk and talk and talk about needing<strong> revival</strong>, <strong>transformation</strong>........<strong>a circumcised heart</strong>! <strong>But</strong> have I ever told God? </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"> Maybe it's the me with my me-ism self that has worked for immediate gratification of earthly rewards rather than waiting for the greatest reward God is keeping for me in heaven?</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;">After church on Sunday I had a revelation....(a life lesson.) It redefined who I am. <strong>A servant!!!!</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"> So I will continue to kneel by the beds of the dying..............whispering...........His name.....the only name that matters- "<strong><em>JESUS.........JESUS</em></strong>." And when I look into the eyes of my patients......I will look to see HIS face!</span><span style="color: #444444;"> </span><span style="color: #444444;">I will quietly whisper praises of thanksgiving knowing in His timing we will see an end to the suffering as we know it and meet Him on the other side of "glory."</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;">Although the world will keep spinning......and people will keep suffering.... remembering to </span><span style="color: #444444;">thank Him in the mist of our pain, or broken-ness <strong><span style="font-size: large;">proclaims who He is!</span></strong> </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"> For He who was created for Sin but was <strong><em>sinless</em></strong>.....<strong>out of suffering comes Grace!</strong> </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;">For <strong>He </strong>who is the <strong>WORD....</strong>how much more should we know the <strong>WORD fir</strong>st!!!!! The <strong>WORD </strong>with nail scarred hands.......The <strong>WORD </strong>who breathed life into the <strong><em>written word. </em></strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;"><em>all of grace,</em></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;">Robbie</span><br />
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<em><span style="font-size: x-small;">a quiet repost........as I try and conquer 14 loads of laundry from our travels. Thank you for grace.</span></em><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: black;">for the gifts that keep on coming</span>:</span><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: purple;">For He who is our peace</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: purple;">For He who is our strength</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: purple;">For He who is our comfort</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: purple;">For the blood of Jesus</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: purple;">For a God who speaks</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: purple;">For a sermon that was handwritten for me</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: purple;">Seeing the living waters flow out of my pastor</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: purple;">Sensing the Holy Spirit in a stranger</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: purple;">Seeking His face</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: purple;">For the ever present God</span></em></strong><br />
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<em><span style="color: #444444;"> </span></em></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13393802214074460864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738736467240661427.post-81840725807092335272012-04-06T06:00:00.000-04:002012-04-06T15:23:42.833-04:00The Empty Tomb<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Trying to live Easter all over again......Aren't we supposed to die daily?<br />
Wanting so badly to live my life like the tomb is empty.........to understand what our Saviour has truly done. Wanting to have the world's biggest conference call.......screaming<strong>......."don't miss it!"</strong> <em>The tomb is really empty!</em><br />
Knowing that the only thing that should be empty in our life is that tomb! Because we are <strong>full of His Spirit; </strong>but are we choosing to really live?<br />
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Fearful but full....................is how I live.<br />
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They listen! They run.................and in that moment..........they knew what it felt like to truly live like the tomb was empty.<br />
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Beauty from Ashes.........from His blood that dripped that day.........which brought us <strong>Salvation!</strong><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyu_KYfYz4G2j39Kq8Ck6TFuM45yJzImgNANDwnnGP1h25DcjyqD0ghhJis4IQ6nX46lpWmOZ_EbGclmIm3MPXEsqv2boZbE2HiF1v-e0IDIh3zYsYZAgvWLdibyB5Oh6aZF0HwxjvHTg/s1600/Israel+the+last+disk+168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyu_KYfYz4G2j39Kq8Ck6TFuM45yJzImgNANDwnnGP1h25DcjyqD0ghhJis4IQ6nX46lpWmOZ_EbGclmIm3MPXEsqv2boZbE2HiF1v-e0IDIh3zYsYZAgvWLdibyB5Oh6aZF0HwxjvHTg/s640/Israel+the+last+disk+168.JPG" width="640" /></a><span style="color: #444444;"></span></div><span style="color: #444444;">Jesus <strong>choose</strong> the <strong>Cross</strong>.....<em><strong>his willingness</strong></em> <strong><u>to take our sin on himself.......</u></strong> to prove once and for all<strong><em>.....his supreme power over death.</em></strong> </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;"> <strong><span style="font-size: large;">Why?</span></strong> Why did you do it God? I think about His blood that still runs warm today! I think about Him who was fully God but fully human........<span style="color: red;">He who sweated blood</span>! Wondering if maybe even He had fear of what might come at the father's hand? He who said; <strong><span style="font-size: large;"> "<em>not my will but yours!"</em></span></strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">Do we realize the suffering that Jesus endured for us? He was God, and with one inhale or exhale He who created the World with a Word could have STOPPED IT ALL! But He didn't.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;">He proved to the world that he understands! He knows SUFFERING. </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;">The <strong>Word Himself</strong> became <strong>FLESH.........</strong>the <strong>Creator</strong> who <strong>became His creation;</strong> to feel what we feel<em><strong>.........hurt, pain, He even tasted death.......all for us! </strong></em></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="color: #444444;">In John 12 Jesus explains a key reason for his <strong>death: </strong><strong><span style="font-size: large;">"Salvation</span></strong></span><span style="color: #444444;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">."</span></strong> <strong>John 12:23</strong> <em><strong><span style="color: red;">The hour has come for the son of Man to be glorified. 24 I tell you the truth, unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and DIES, it remains only a single seed. But if it DIES, it produces many seeds.</span> </strong></em></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="color: #444444;">This is a beautiful illustration of the necessary<strong><span style="font-size: large;"> SACRIFICE OF JESUS</span></strong>. </span></span><br />
<span style="color: red;"><span style="color: #444444;">Jesus had to <strong>die </strong><em><u>to pay the penalty of our sin</u></em>, but also to show <strong>His power</strong> over <strong>death</strong>. <strong>His resurrection</strong> proves he has <strong>eternal life</strong>. Because <strong><span style="font-size: large;">Jesus is God. </span></strong></span></span><br />
<span style="color: red;"><span style="color: #444444;">Jesus can give the same eternal life to all who <strong><span style="font-size: large;">believe</span></strong> <strong><em>in him</em></strong>. In the very next verse he explains the attitude of his</span> <span style="color: #444444;">followers.</span> </span><span style="color: #444444;"><strong>John 12:25, </strong></span><span style="color: red;"><em><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>The man who loves his life will lose it, while the man who hates his life in this world will keep it for eternal life.</strong> </span></em></span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGIq2RjqZaSlnVBo1XrTJP8XjiH0GaMU4-BunD97qy4Tpd1QUsNcTV8_5abygi377T7cn_nFIofVYLtmbVWYEaSAEFTuOoH8unDahmWt6WIt3vECqZeUIRhrhZ2uN8B0KjWvnFzjIcGTg/s1600/blog+pics+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGIq2RjqZaSlnVBo1XrTJP8XjiH0GaMU4-BunD97qy4Tpd1QUsNcTV8_5abygi377T7cn_nFIofVYLtmbVWYEaSAEFTuOoH8unDahmWt6WIt3vECqZeUIRhrhZ2uN8B0KjWvnFzjIcGTg/s640/blog+pics+023.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: #444444;"> <strong><span style="font-size: large;"> To enter through the gate which is Jesus Christ himself, we have to die</span></strong></span><strong><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></strong><span style="color: #444444;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">to the old self.</span></strong></span></span><br />
<span style="color: red;"><strong><span style="color: #444444;">2 Corinthians 5:17;</span></strong></span><br />
<span style="color: red;"><strong><span style="color: #444444;"> </span><span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><em>Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!</em></span></strong><span style="color: #444444;"><em> </em></span></span><br />
<span style="color: red;"><span style="color: #444444;"><strong>Christians are "New Creations</strong>."</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="color: #444444;"> The Holy Spirit gives us new life. It's a gift.....Can we except it?</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="color: #444444;"> This idea is shown in the parable of the wheat kernel. One thing dies in order to become something else. Look at Paul's discussion of the death and resurrection of Christ in</span>:</span><br />
<span style="color: red;"> </span><span style="color: #444444;"><strong>2Corinthians 5:14-15,;</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"><em><strong><span style="color: red;">For Christ's love compels us, because we are convinced that one died for all, and therefore all died. 15, And He died for all, that those who live should no longer live for themselves but for him who died for them and was raised again</span></strong></em><strong><span style="color: red;">.</span></strong> </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;">We should no longer live to please ourselves; we</span><span style="color: #444444;"> should live our lives pleasing Christ who died for us and rose from the grave.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;">Daily I live my life in distrust..............with building my own golden calf............falling to my knees crying out HOW? How do I trust? </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;">And all along it is Jesus himself who has shown us personally, <strong><span style="font-size: large;">death to self through submission to God.</span></strong> Not just once a year but daily.....sometimes hourly..............or minute by minute!</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;">Grab tight to the slaughtered Son.........let his blood run over you..................let Him bring you up in His Glory as you....</span><span style="color: #444444;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">Remember Christ's Crucifixion and Celebrate his Resurrection!</span></strong></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"> Let us strive to live our lives <strong><span style="font-size: large;">pleasing God!</span></strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">Father we thank you today that You sent Jesus to die on that cross for our sins. Thank you Father for your power over death. <strong><span style="font-size: large;">Help us to remember to die our flesh daily.</span></strong> Help us to live a life that is pleasing to you. Let us wake up each day remembering......that the tomb is empty!</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;"><em>all is well,</em></span><br />
<em><span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;">Robbie</span></em><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">In the middle of Holy Week............I can't seem to catch my breath! Husband is in Florida.....youngest child with Nana.......middle one with friends who I haven't even seen............and it's me who flew right in here on Wednesday night in the middle Holy week not able to breath.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The mattresses have no cover the tweens have picked such slumber..........I feel like I can't breath.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I beg and I plead to the teen please don't cry!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Watching your on fleshing blood..... heart crack right open is not what I call a walk in the park!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Maybe it's all just distractions.............coming at us from afar..........it's my mom that screams; </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>"time is short"</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I feel like there is an elephant sitting on my chest...........my anxious heart awaits to be eased<em>............"is this how He felt before He wore His flesh nailed to a Cross?"</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He who knew what was ahead...........<strong>SERVED</strong>..............even to the one who would betray Him!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I sit in this broken place where it is the unclean and the teens are captivated by the things of the world. I sit because it is me who can't move until His Grace fills me!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I sit and I cry with my hands open............and I wonder if He hears?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And it's then that He gently whispers saying....."<strong><em> DIE.............die to self...................die to the</em></strong> <strong><em>world.....</em>deny</strong><em><u> your self the things of this world!</u></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So I open up my hands and I pray.............asking the; "<em>the Kings of Kings and the Lord of</em> <em>Lords....."<strong>where are you</strong></em>?" And although my head is spinning me a bit disoriented......my heart knows<strong>.................God is right here in this mess..............</strong>in this <strong>pain............</strong>gently reminding me...........that<strong> He knows.............He knows what pain truly feels like.</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>Pain</strong> is what <strong>He did for us!</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>Willingly.....it was a CHOICE.</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><strong>He chose it to save US! His Beloved!</strong></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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"My mind was racing before the clock struck 12...... with a twinkle of fear; wondering what was ahead!"<br />
In a world where <em>right seems wrong; </em> Is there is still a glimmer of <strong>HOPE?</strong><br />
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I think about my life and the years gone by and how I have wasted.......... valuable time. I look at my youngest who is already 12 savoring the moments because she still enjoys our family time..........while the others scurry and dress seeking pleasure from the world. <br />
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I think about the fast pace of this world and wonder why? Why does He drop Grace right out of the sky?<br />
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Our life is like a picture book............but only He can see the ending with all our days being the numbered.<br />
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In the weeks to come there will be many paths to take.....................and maybe I am crazy to think like this but wouldn't the world spin a little better if we all smiled a little more? What does my face say about me? What does your face say about you?<br />
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In a world that is the broken...... His light is still shining through disasters, turmoil<br />
hunger.............. through sickness...............and even in death.....if only we could see with spiritual eyes.<br />
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The Creator who took on flesh to be with His creation..............to save us from ourselves.<br />
Grace always precedes sin............the Word himself makes sure......grace..........grace..... more than enough for our every need.<br />
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And just maybe it is us that has been chosen for such a time as this!<br />
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It happened when I went to a prayer retreat last October..... the King Himself sat me in front of a dead, barren forest............<em>He was asking me to die!</em> I said I was ready but I haven't yet(died to self).........I can't seem to let go..........to surrender the all of me...............I have continued to give Him only a piece of me. It's my soul I have held onto the longest. He sat me in front of the most dead.......... dark place I have ever seen.......It was strange I could actually feel darkness.... coldness..........and he was showing me that the darkness was me and my sins! <br />
But if you looked close through the darkness in various places were these beautiful green sprouts of life. Although dead and dark new life was beginning to sprout up!<br />
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I often wonder when I return in a year........ will it still be cold, dark and barren?<br />
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So far I have spent 2012 wanting <strong><em>change</em></strong> that only comes from the inside................longing for <strong><em>transformation</em></strong>...............<em>but continuing to live <strong>broken</strong> in all the wrong places!</em><br />
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It is true that every spring has new blooms............but what will I find when I return to the picture of my very own soul? Life has a way of causing you to want to give up sometimes even shaking your fists in the air<em>.........."screaming what are you doing to me</em>?" Sometimes the road less traveled looks like it is never-ending.<br />
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And when I think back to that...... <strong>cold.....dark</strong>.........<strong>barren...place........ </strong>it is then that <strong>His </strong><em>grace</em> falls right out of the sky and says...."what looks dead may be dormant for a season"............"and what is barren.....may be about to explode with new life".............."and somehow this wild barren me may bloom new life this spring!"<br />
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<div class="heading passage-class-0"><h3>Isaiah 43:19</h3></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><br />
<strong><em><span style="font-size: large;"><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-18525">19</sup> See, I am doing a new thing! <br />
Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? <br />
I am making a way in the wilderness <br />
and streams in the wasteland.</span></em></strong> </div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "> Even wild things bloom............the dark will become light...........and in His will is where we will find our peace!<br />
Hold on<strong><em>..........revival can be messy............</em></strong>it can hurt.........but when we resurface it will be His beauty perfected!</div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><em><span style="color: blue;">all is well because wild things do bloom,</span></em></div><br />
<div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><em><span style="color: blue;">Robbie</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: blue;">asking for grace please in New York this week with the oldest tween for her 17 birthday present......then on to the beach for a week with 12 tweens for spring break. </span></em></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13393802214074460864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738736467240661427.post-55395917591892436462012-03-24T10:01:00.000-04:002012-03-24T10:01:38.756-04:00Weekends are for clean hearts<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu-OdwDBpdbPuPmrgUF02qQq4DOrD6Qo7tGvgXv3DLM6rGuw2rqdrZ2GIvfsBAXaLCpXjVNSNktV-tS9b9vM18VIZ75gSQSJZd1lgGu3scXvIK3dsdxWaGTKU4Mfp9706E-5LewBPymSJA/s1600/Time+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu-OdwDBpdbPuPmrgUF02qQq4DOrD6Qo7tGvgXv3DLM6rGuw2rqdrZ2GIvfsBAXaLCpXjVNSNktV-tS9b9vM18VIZ75gSQSJZd1lgGu3scXvIK3dsdxWaGTKU4Mfp9706E-5LewBPymSJA/s640/Time+010.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">For <em>brokenness</em> comes,</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">for it's what<strong> He</strong> <em>desires,</em></span><br />
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<em><strong><span style="font-size: large;">a broken spirit,</span></strong></em><br />
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<em><strong><span style="font-size: large;">a broken and contrite heart........</span></strong></em><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">But only He can create a <strong>clean heart!</strong></span><br />
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May your weekend kindest friends be one of a call to brokenness!<br />
Allow Him to recall you to Him.............and enable us all to feel our first love!<br />
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<strong><em>Lord, High and Holy, meek and lowly,</em></strong><br />
<strong><em>Thou hast brought me to the valley of vision,</em></strong><br />
<strong><em> where I live in the depths but see thee in the heights;</em></strong><br />
<strong><em> hemmed in by mountains of sin I behold thy glory.</em></strong><br />
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<strong><em>Let me learn by paradox</em></strong><br />
<strong><em> that the way down is the way up,</em></strong><br />
<strong><em> that to be low is to be high,</em></strong><br />
<strong><em> that the broken heart is the healed heart,</em></strong><br />
<strong><em> that the contrite spirit is the rejoicing spirit,</em></strong><br />
<strong><em> that the repenting soul is the victorious soul,</em></strong><br />
<strong><em> that to have nothing is to possess all,</em></strong><br />
<strong><em> that to bear the cross is to wear the crown,</em></strong><br />
<strong><em> that to give is to receive,</em></strong><br />
<strong><em> that the valley is a place of vision.</em></strong><br />
<strong><em>Lord, in the daytime stars can be seen from deepest wells,</em></strong><br />
<strong><em> and the deeper the wells the brighter thy stars shine;</em></strong><br />
<strong><em>Let me find thy light in my darkness,</em></strong><br />
<strong><em> thy life in my death,</em></strong><br />
<strong><em> thy joy in my sorrow,</em></strong><br />
<strong><em> thy grace in my sin,</em></strong><br />
<strong><em> thy riches in my poverty,</em></strong><br />
<em><strong> thy glory in my valley................</strong><span style="color: blue;">(from the Valley of Vision: A Collection of Puritan Prayers and Devotions)</span></em><br />
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<span style="color: black;">Revival is happening.....................God is calling His people.............Time is short!</span><br />
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<strong><em>Death brings life,</em></strong><br />
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and <strong><em>brokenness is the pathway to wholeness!</em></strong><br />
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<em>Pass me not, O gentle Savior,</em><br />
<em> Hear my humble cry;</em><br />
<em>While others Thou art calling,</em><br />
<em> Do not pass me by.</em><br />
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<strong>Come Lord Jesus,</strong><br />
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<strong>and purge our hearts</strong><br />
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<strong>With sacrificial flame;</strong><br />
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<strong>Let our whole soul an offering be</strong><br />
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<strong>To our Redeemer's Name...........(</strong><em>Andrew Reed)</em><br />
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"<em>Let your religion be less of a theory................and more of a love affair."(G. K. Chesterton)</em><br />
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<em><span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;">all is well within my soul,</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;">Robbie</span></em><br />
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13393802214074460864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738736467240661427.post-8921325749675793162012-03-22T11:55:00.000-04:002012-03-22T11:55:28.387-04:00He loves me.............He loves me not<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhJmY029kVQr7evRkIyQyD4s6ssDIdPZtx69Epus7RdoIU4KL3CO77eRKL9yKErFlBrCdT6uXHWPlCHxypWHTkYjTqex8932XOwdAHw0AtEzZj0UwL2dYWQH9KWfp0IYzjWtsJMXTbR7me/s1600/random+pics+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhJmY029kVQr7evRkIyQyD4s6ssDIdPZtx69Epus7RdoIU4KL3CO77eRKL9yKErFlBrCdT6uXHWPlCHxypWHTkYjTqex8932XOwdAHw0AtEzZj0UwL2dYWQH9KWfp0IYzjWtsJMXTbR7me/s640/random+pics+028.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Time is short......but eternity is long.................so <strong><em>WHY</em></strong>? Am I wasting it?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I have spent most of my life wasting the little bit of time I have here on this earth with moaning and groaning..................resisting the very things God himself is trying to do in me!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Oh I have had my moments.........with<strong> JOY,,,,,,,</strong>the kind that's only <strong><span style="font-size: large;">temporary</span></strong>! But what about a <span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em>deep abiding JOY that is rooted in God Himself?</em></strong></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Don't you want that? I do! Not only do I want it..............it is mandated in the Bible!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><strong><span style="font-size: large;"><div class="heading passage-class-0"><h3>1 Thessalonians 5:16</h3></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29638"><span style="font-size: x-small;">16</span></sup> <em>Rejoice always, </em><br />
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<div class="heading passage-class-0"><h3>Psalm 5:11;</h3><h3><em>But let all who take refuge in you be glad; <br />
let them ever sing for joy. <br />
Spread your protection over them, <br />
that those who love your name may rejoice in you. </em></h3></div></div></span></strong><strong><span style="font-size: large;"><div class="heading passage-class-0"><h3>Psalm 100:2<br />
<em> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15511"><span style="font-size: x-small;">2</span></sup> Worship the LORD with gladness; <br />
come before him with joyful songs.</em></h3></div></span></strong><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The <strong>Proverbs 31 woman</strong> I used to think; "<strong><em>pipe dreams,"</em></strong> but in reality she knows how to <span style="font-size: large;"><strong>TRUST, </strong><span style="font-size: small;">how to have</span><strong> FAITH.......</strong></span> She cast her fears upon the <strong>Lord<em>.............</em></strong><em>burdens leave</em> <em>her..........</em>as she lays them at the feet of her heavenly father who loves her!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The Proverbs 31 woman walks through the trials of this life with dignity....................She laughs in pleasure as she thinks about the future. She is FREE from FEAR!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="heading passage-class-0"><h3>Romans 8:38-39;</h3></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><strong><em><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28155">38</sup> For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,<sup class="footnote" value="[<a href="#fen-NIV-28155a" title="See footnote a">a</a>]">[<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans+8%3A38-39&version=NIV#fen-NIV-28155a" title="See footnote a">a</a>]</sup> neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28156">39</sup> neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.</em></strong> </div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "> </div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html ">There is <strong>NOTHING</strong> in this Life that can hurt you or defeat you if you are in <strong>CHRIST!</strong> Think about the verse above........What was Paul really saying? If we really believe that <strong>God<em> LOVES</em></strong> <strong>us</strong>...........and is for<strong> US</strong> then who can harm <strong>us?</strong></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "> </div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html ">Stand on <strong>HIS WORD</strong>.......the <strong>WORD</strong> <strong><em>loved us enough to put on flesh..........and die for us!</em></strong></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><strong><em></em></strong> </div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><strong><em>CHOOSE FAITH AND JOY..............not fear!</em></strong></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><strong><em></em></strong> </div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><em><span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;">all is well,</span></em></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><em><span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;">Robbie</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>Struggling these last few weeks..........Thank you for your grace as I have not been able to blog lately....praying that life will slow a bit!</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="heading passage-class-0"><h3><span style="font-size: large;">2 Corinthians 5:18-20</span></h3></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><em><strong><span style="font-size: large;"><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28896">18</sup> All this is from God, who <span style="color: red;">reconciled us to himself</span> through Christ and gave us the ministry of<span style="color: red;"> reconciliation</span>: <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28897">19</sup> that God was <span style="color: red;">reconciling the world to himself in Christ</span>, <span style="font-size: x-large;">not </span>counting people’s sins against them. And he has committed to us the message of <span style="color: red;">reconciliation.</span> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28898">20</sup> We are therefore Christ’s ambassadors, as though God were making his appeal through us. We implore you on Christ’s behalf:<span style="color: red;"> Be reconciled to God.</span></span></strong></em> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMbdcnA8VNudgW3XZEz3zLpvP3bhQKy5g2pxmgFveoocOGMgtiLVz31DG05dpJ6eHdXxWc6bXZxJyqYJbKn0AWfcwa-XD7oYMFJUid61gOmVercPxdC5IJbctwDNfwMxO9-6rf968Oy6x_/s1600/pumpkin+patch+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: red;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMbdcnA8VNudgW3XZEz3zLpvP3bhQKy5g2pxmgFveoocOGMgtiLVz31DG05dpJ6eHdXxWc6bXZxJyqYJbKn0AWfcwa-XD7oYMFJUid61gOmVercPxdC5IJbctwDNfwMxO9-6rf968Oy6x_/s640/pumpkin+patch+047.JPG" width="640" /></span></a></div><strong><span style="font-size: large;">Hosea 10:12;</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="font-size: large;"> "<em>Break up your fallow ground, for it is time to seek the Lord,</em></span></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="font-size: large;">til He comes and rains righteousness on you."</span></em></strong><br />
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<strong><em><span style="font-size: large;">Fallow ground....once plowed, but now lying waste....must be tilled.....(broken-up) with a sharp plow in order to make the soil ready for seed and , ultimately, fruitful and productive.</span></em></strong><br />
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<div class="heading passage-class-0">The God who has displayed His glory in the past is NO LESS ABLE to turn the HEART of a NATION today than He was a 100 years ago!</div><div class="heading passage-class-0"><h3>Psalm 85:10</h3></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><strong><em><sup class="versenum" id="en-ESV-15282">10</sup> <sup class="xref" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-15282A" title="See cross-reference A">A</a>)"></sup>Steadfast love and faithfulness meet; <br />
<sup class="xref" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-15282B" title="See cross-reference B">B</a>)"></sup>righteousness and peace kiss each other.</em></strong> <br />
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Through this mudane life of mine.......I have participated in my share of misunderstandings and broken friendships.....It's funny how life can get in the way and my natural fleshy self focuses on;<strong><em> "what I want.......what I am feeling.............how I have been hurt.............or how someone has taken advantage of me......I can and do work up a good case of self-pity or even at times casting myself as the victim."</em></strong><br />
If I could only learn to <span style="font-size: large;"><strong>SURRENDER......</strong></span><span style="font-size: small;">I could see through eyes of </span><span style="color: red; font-size: large;"><strong>RECONCILIATION</strong><span style="color: black; font-size: small;">......and me with my self-centered self would be less.........I would be able to see beyond my own circumstances.........I would quit pushing God off of the throne and allow Him to begin healing me.</span></span><br />
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We all have old wounds from our past that need to be healed and <strong>SELF</strong> is our enemy. The danger of <strong>pride </strong>is always with us. <br />
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<div class="heading passage-class-0"><h3>Romans 3:24-25</h3><div class="txt-sm">King James Version (KJV)</div></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><strong><em><sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-28016">24</sup>Being justified freely by his grace through the redemption that is in Christ Jesus: </em></strong><br />
<strong><em> <sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-28017">25</sup>Whom God hath set forth to be a propitiation (RECONCILIATION) through faith in his blood, to declare his righteousness for the remission of sins that are past, through the forbearance of God;</em></strong></div><br />
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<em>Lord, remind us that it is not always agitated uprisings and nonstop activity which lead to justice, but that change often comes through the quiet commitment of a small group of people. Help us raise our small body of people to set about quietly becoming the change we want to see in the world. Amen.</em><br />
<strong>(Common Prayer Book)</strong><br />
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<em><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">all is well,</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">Robbie</span></em></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13393802214074460864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738736467240661427.post-55556929511517081842012-03-11T09:58:00.000-04:002012-03-11T09:58:24.129-04:00Weekends are made for being still<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8eZmNvoJePs?fs=1" width="459"></iframe><br />
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<div class="heading passage-class-0"><h3>Psalm 46:10;</h3></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><br />
<sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-14625">10</sup> He says, “Be still, and know that I am God; </div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13393802214074460864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738736467240661427.post-7306225582813430912012-03-07T10:57:00.001-05:002012-03-07T11:03:29.887-05:00Just call out His name<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1gbBrlAVm20?fs=1" width="459"></iframe><br />
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The song we sang at Church the Sunday I woke up afraid from what the second born had told me.<br />
I have only heard stories about people who have had encounters but this was way to close to home!<br />
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I find my grey dress pants for Church and it's all I can do to drag myself out into the cold crisp air.<br />
A whole new exposure for these teens and I am not sure how to rise to it......knowing in my heart that I am not equipped to handle this not to mention I am scared to death!<br />
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I sit in church and I try to breath!<br />
Satan is trying to kill me and now He is messing with my second born!<br />
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Trying to raise 4 teens the best I know how.....wanting to instill values that will sustain.<br />
Praying for the words of my mouth to be found pleasing to the King.............wishing to speak less and seek more.<br />
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Last year I had no idea that I would step off the teaching and speaking venue only to start a journey of sharing <strong>joy, pain</strong> and tears with<strong> teens</strong>! Do <strong>joy</strong> and <strong>pain</strong> always go together? <br />
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I see it when I look at the window of the foggy cold February morning.............how the trees all barren...how naked they seem. <br />
"<em>Eros," </em>My word He gave me for 2012<strong>.............</strong><em><strong>desire.....longing for</strong>. </em>I want to know Him.....<strong>to long for His presence.</strong><br />
But it was me that doubted that I actually heard that word....until I bought a clearance book for two dollars and right there in the introduction was my word; "<strong><em>Eros."</em></strong> The Greeks believe that <strong><em>Eros </em></strong>conveyed a passion that involves the whole of a person's character. <br />
I need that kind of passion in order to spend time with Him everyday! To<em> seek His face</em>.......<strong>Eros</strong>....will mean a <strong><span style="font-size: large;">wreck less abandonment..........a surrendering..</span></strong>....to Jesus Christ!<br />
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If we are to be God's hands and feet in the world we need to know Him. To know him we have to <strong>Eros (</strong><em>desire</em><strong>)</strong> Him!<br />
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The second born comes running through the door.................she is hot under breath......she slides down beside me and says I have to tell you something;<br />
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Last night at the teen sleep over there was a girl that I didn't know......she is from Florida moving here only a few months ago.......she told us of a ghost that follows her where-ever she goes and claimed it was here with her now at this sleep-over. Funny things started to happen....lights flickered on and off.......there were scratches that appeared on random girls.....and the second born had pictures to prove it. <br />
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I swallow hard and try to breath in <em>grace.......I have never had to deal with anything quiet like this. I turn I breath and I say..........."<strong>let me be very clear on this.....there is NO such thing as a GHOST!" It is either light or darkness..........it is either an angel or a demon there is NO in between!"</strong></em><br />
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<em><strong>Question: "What does the Bible say about ghosts / hauntings?"<br />
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Answer: Is there such a thing as ghosts? The answer to this question depends on what precisely is meant by the term “ghosts.” If the term means “spirit beings,” the answer is a qualified “yes.” If the term means “spirits of people who have died,” the answer is “no.” The Bible makes it abundantly clear that there are spirit beings, both good and evil. But the Bible negates the idea that the spirits of deceased human beings can remain on earth and “haunt” the living.<br />
</strong></em><a class="lbsBibleRef" data-reference="Hebrews 9.27" data-version="esv" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/Hebrews%209.27" lbsreference="Hebrews 9.27" lbsversion="esv" target="_blank"><em><strong>Hebrews 9:27</strong></em></a><em><strong> declares, “Man is destined to die once, and after that to face judgment.” That is what happens to a person’s soul-spirit after death—judgment. The result of this judgment is heaven for the believer (</strong></em><a class="lbsBibleRef" data-reference="2 Corinthians 5.6-8" data-version="esv" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/2%20Corinthians%205.6-8" lbsreference="2 Corinthians 5.6-8" lbsversion="esv" target="_blank"><em><strong>2 Corinthians 5:6-8</strong></em></a><em><strong>; </strong></em><a class="lbsBibleRef" data-reference="Philippians 1.23" data-version="esv" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/Philippians%201.23" lbsreference="Philippians 1.23" lbsversion="esv" target="_blank"><em><strong>Philippians 1:23</strong></em></a><em><strong>) and hell for the unbeliever (</strong></em><a class="lbsBibleRef" data-reference="Matthew 25.46" data-version="esv" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/Matthew%2025.46" lbsreference="Matthew 25.46" lbsversion="esv" target="_blank"><em><strong>Matthew 25:46</strong></em></a><em><strong>; </strong></em><a class="lbsBibleRef" data-reference="Luke 16.22-24" data-version="esv" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/Luke%2016.22-24" lbsreference="Luke 16.22-24" lbsversion="esv" target="_blank"><em><strong>Luke 16:22-24</strong></em></a><em><strong>). <span style="font-size: large;">There is no in-between.</span> </strong><strong><span style="color: purple;">There is no possibility of remaining on earth in spirit form as a “ghost.” If there are such things as ghosts, according to the Bible, they absolutely cannot be the disembodied spirits of deceased human beings.</span><br />
The Bible teaches very clearly that there are indeed spirit beings who can connect with and appear in our physical world. The Bible identifies these beings as <span style="font-size: large;">angels and demons.</span> Angels are spirit beings who are faithful in serving God. Angels are righteous, good, and holy. Demons are fallen angels, angels who rebelled against God. Demons are evil, deceptive, and destructive. According to </strong></em><a class="lbsBibleRef" data-reference="2 Corinthians 11.14-15" data-version="esv" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/2%20Corinthians%2011.14-15" lbsreference="2 Corinthians 11.14-15" lbsversion="esv" target="_blank"><em><strong>2 Corinthians 11:14-15</strong></em></a><em><strong>, demons masquerade as “angels of light” and as “servants of righteousness.” Appearing as a “ghost” and impersonating a deceased human being definitely seem to be within the power and abilities that demons possess.<br />
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The closest biblical example of a “haunting” is found in </strong></em><a class="lbsBibleRef" data-reference="Mark 5.1-20" data-version="esv" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/Mark%205.1-20" lbsreference="Mark 5.1-20" lbsversion="esv" target="_blank"><em><strong>Mark 5:1-20</strong></em></a><em><strong>. A legion of demons possessed a man and used the man to haunt a graveyard. There were no ghosts involved. It was a case of a normal person being controlled by demons to terrorize the people of that area. Demons only seek to “kill, steal, and destroy” (</strong></em><a class="lbsBibleRef" data-reference="John 10.10" data-version="esv" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/John%2010.10" lbsreference="John 10.10" lbsversion="esv" target="_blank"><em><strong>John 10:10</strong></em></a><em><strong>). They will do anything within their power to deceive people, to lead people away from God. This is very likely the explanation of “ghostly” activity today. Whether it is called a ghost, a ghoul, or a poltergeist, if there is genuine evil spiritual activity occurring, it is the work of demons.<br />
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What about instances in which “ghosts” act in “positive” ways? What about psychics who claim to summon the deceased and gain true and useful information from them? Again, it is crucial to remember that the goal of demons is to deceive. If the result is that people trust in a psychic instead of God, a demon will be more than willing to reveal true information. Even good and true information, if from a source with evil motives, can be used to mislead, corrupt, and destroy.<br />
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Interest in the paranormal is becoming increasingly common. There are individuals and businesses that claim to be “ghost-hunters,” who for a price will rid your home of ghosts. Psychics, séances, tarot cards, and mediums are increasingly considered normal. Human beings are innately aware of the spiritual world. <span style="font-size: large;">Sadly, instead of seeking the truth about the spirit world by communing with God and studying His Word, many people allow themselves to be led astray by the spirit world.</span> The demons surely laugh at the spiritual mass-deception that exists in the world today.</strong></em><br />
<em><strong> (</strong>information taken from: got questions.org- the Bible has the answers) </em><br />
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<em>In a fallen world............empowering our children to slimply <strong><span style="font-size: large;">call out His Name (Jesus) </span></strong> when they feel scared or if something doesn't feel right...............teaches them that<strong>.....the enemy must flee.</strong></em><br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;"><em>Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name, </em></span><span style="font-size: small;">Philippians 2:9</span></strong><br />
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<em><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">all of grace,</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">Robbie</span></em></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13393802214074460864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738736467240661427.post-7586735003268866002012-03-06T08:11:00.000-05:002012-03-06T08:11:52.805-05:00Amazing Love<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkDhWHghFmJSn599XmrM3blfVRXIeWWA0xEo5K_N4YdpZyT0cyQpJ7w8xoy-PRDLnVKN17rmHSmbXm7jQvVS0sTVgBmrqdgowhSF0xnT1XCbO24Sur295_cLINAJ5aTW95C6leVlsxmiI/s1600/Day+4+Israel...Masada.Ein+Gedi.Qumran.dead+sea+219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkDhWHghFmJSn599XmrM3blfVRXIeWWA0xEo5K_N4YdpZyT0cyQpJ7w8xoy-PRDLnVKN17rmHSmbXm7jQvVS0sTVgBmrqdgowhSF0xnT1XCbO24Sur295_cLINAJ5aTW95C6leVlsxmiI/s640/Day+4+Israel...Masada.Ein+Gedi.Qumran.dead+sea+219.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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Eternal Father,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em>It is amazing love,</em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">that thou hast added the spirit of comfort to <strong>teach, comfort, guide,</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">that thou hast allowed the ministry of angels to wall me round.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">All heaven subserves the welfare of the poor worm.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Permit thy unseen servants to be ever active on my behalf,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">and to rejoice when grace expands in me.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Suffer them never to rest until my conflict is over,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">and I stand victorious on salvation's shore.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Grant that thy proneness to evil,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">deadness to good,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">resistance to thy Spirit's motions,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">may never provoke thee to abandon me.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">May my <strong><span style="font-size: large;">hard heart</span></strong> <strong><em>awake thy pity, not thy wrath,</em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And if the enemy gets an advantage through <strong><span style="font-size: large;">my corruption,</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">let it be that heaven is mightier than hell,</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: black;">That those for me are greater than those against me.</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Arise to my help in richness of covenant blessings,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Keep me feeding in the pastures of thy strengthening <strong><em>WORD,</em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em>searching Scripture to find thee there.</em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">If my waywardness is visited with a scourge,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">enable me to receive correction meekly,</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">to bless the reproving hand,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">to discern the motive of rebuke,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">to respond promptly, and do the first work.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Let all thy fatherly dealings make me a partaker of thy <strong><span style="font-size: large;">Holiness.</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Grant that in every fall I may sink lower on my knees,</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">and that when I rise (<em>NOT IF I RISE</em>) <strong>BUT WHEN I RISE </strong>it may be to loftier heights of devotion.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="font-size: large;">May my every cross be sanctified,</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="font-size: large;">every loss be gain,</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="font-size: large;">every denial a spiritual advantage,</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="font-size: large;">every dark day a light of the Holy Spirit,</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="font-size: large;">every night of trial a song.</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;">Spiritual Helps:</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;">from the book; "The Valley of Vision," A collection of Puritan Prayers and Devotions</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It's sin desire to have you...........................this is what He told me on my walk with him.............little did I know that it would almost kill me.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And it's me that can't seem to find the gratitude these last few weeks when I felt I couldn't take another step.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The enemies attacks have come at me hard.........I have felt alone and scared.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Words have been my biggest weapon...............the tongue that whipped the hard............... the damage that is done. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We are the broken............from the storms that sometimes make you want to curl up and die.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em>And it's He that whispers...........Be Still</em></strong>..........but I don't know how anymore.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em>And it's He that whispers.............."your sins are forgiven."</em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>An OT prophet might declare..........."<strong>The Lord also has put away your sin."</strong></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="font-size: large;">Yes He is able..............at the cost of Christ's death on the Cross!</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">There are things if you try and hold on to you will fall. Sometimes the <strong>letting go</strong> of <strong>our will</strong> is the biggest step towards<strong> SURRENDERING!</strong></div><br />
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<em><span style="font-size: x-small;">asking for your grace..........would you pray for me today?</span></em><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;">all of grace,</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;">Robbie</span></em></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13393802214074460864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738736467240661427.post-80915404498599958072012-02-29T12:33:00.000-05:002012-02-29T12:33:34.536-05:00Surrendering to the Empty-Tomb Centered Life<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhetlOx_sx9LqRZfmAptpNnj-wxJK5Ftv2PU2JxOZhlfz6itFMbwEhPddG50XAZzMLaAGIlr8ybMgrDsblY2IOa5q5ZSfja72yhzTgb3okgEzwiGv73THS_-7_OBdajL8xJ0QtPWqFXNW0t/s1600/Israel+the+last+disk+156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhetlOx_sx9LqRZfmAptpNnj-wxJK5Ftv2PU2JxOZhlfz6itFMbwEhPddG50XAZzMLaAGIlr8ybMgrDsblY2IOa5q5ZSfja72yhzTgb3okgEzwiGv73THS_-7_OBdajL8xJ0QtPWqFXNW0t/s640/Israel+the+last+disk+156.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht50LX8pT6TykNry2-KCgnvEjzEUg-z39e4DvdOgdm9-wlNH1eJIwUnBLaoOGM2PBoaVXu3sbtTM6TdkFdC-RibRj7s0ldkKECnmfAjcVvzIx9p0xnhO_zLxT4CFSQ2gUj6U57ZO4JRGVJ/s1600/Israel+the+last+disk+158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht50LX8pT6TykNry2-KCgnvEjzEUg-z39e4DvdOgdm9-wlNH1eJIwUnBLaoOGM2PBoaVXu3sbtTM6TdkFdC-RibRj7s0ldkKECnmfAjcVvzIx9p0xnhO_zLxT4CFSQ2gUj6U57ZO4JRGVJ/s640/Israel+the+last+disk+158.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div> Could it be true that I don't believe in the Resurrection of Christ even though I saw it with my own eyes?<br />
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It's me who denies the resurrection of Christ when I see death as the final! The aging body as the end. <br />
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I am slowly learning..........<em>that only God can transform us.</em><br />
It's when I stare out the window into the morning fog it is then that I realize........<em>my reality is not about my agendas..........that is not who I am.</em><br />
<strong><em>I will only find myself when I lose myself.</em></strong><br />
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<strong><em><span style="font-size: large;">Whoever finds his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life for my sake will find it.</span></em></strong><br />
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Surrendering ourselves is the beginning of our transformation!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inside the empty tomb looking out.</td></tr>
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This lent season has hit me hard.............I am in the darkness of my sins.....feeling a sense that I have missed something important and how I am living my life <em>untrue</em> to <em>myself...........</em>to<em> others</em>.....to <em>God.</em><br />
I am confronting these feelings. Repenting.......Praying......asking God to show me what I really look like on the inside. <br />
On the outside I look like a Christian..........I go to church..........I spend time with God...........I pray. But to <strong>surrender</strong> or recklessly<strong> abandon</strong> myself to God I haven't........I can't let go of the need to control. <br />
I am struggling to reach the bottom of my own well, trying to get water for myself.<br />
<div class="heading passage-class-0"><h3>John 4:11;</h3></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><strong><em><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26168">11</sup> “Sir,” the woman said, “you have nothing to draw with and<span style="font-size: large;"> the well is deep</span>. Where can you get this living water? </em></strong><br />
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I have failed to recognize Jesus as the <strong>ALMIGHTY</strong>! I have some Christian attributes, but there is no <strong><span style="font-size: large;">abandonment or surrender</span></strong> to <strong><em>Jesus Christ!</em></strong><br />
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It's time this lent season to ask God; "<strong>Show us</strong>...........<strong><u><em>what we really look like?"</em></u></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">What if we lived our lives with the tomb empty?</span></strong> <br />
His <strong><em>Resurrection</em></strong> frees us........from ourselves. His <em><strong>empty tomb</strong></em> turns our eyes from the me, me , me kind of world and beckons us to keep our eyes on Him!<br />
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<em><strong>God is love</strong></em>........."<strong>AGAPE."</strong> Such love should inspire us......................to not be imprisoned by our own chains.............This type of Love couldn't be held captive in a cold tomb.....Nor do we have to be held captive by our sin, if we will truly <strong>SURRENDER</strong> our lives to living Christ!<br />
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"Christ must increase, and I must decrease." (<em><span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;">apostle John)</span></em><br />
<span style="color: black;">The way up is down we live in an upside down kingdom!</span><br />
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<strong><em><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">all is well,</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">Robbie</span></em><br />
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<strong><em><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="color: blue;">We are not converted only once in our lives but many times...and this endless series of large and small conversions, inner revolutions, leads to our transformation in Christ. (</span><span style="color: purple;">Thomas Merton)</span></em><br />
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<em><strong>"The Blood deals with what we have done...........whereas the Cross deals with, what we are. The Blood disposes of our sins, while the Cross strikes at the root of our capacity for sin."-</strong></em> <span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;">Watchman Nee (China/1903-1972).</span><br />
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May your where-abouts this weekend dear friends be one of embracing<strong>.......................LIFE</strong>. God has set<strong> LIFE</strong> and <em>death</em> before us..........and by His grace we choose life!<br />
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<strong><em>Self-discipline</em></strong> and <strong><em>Self-denial</em></strong> during this Lent season is one small way we can step off the spiritual treadmill pick up our cross and follow Jesus.<br />
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<em><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">all of grace,</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">Robbie</span></em><br />
</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13393802214074460864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738736467240661427.post-63210653482726709652012-02-23T12:30:00.001-05:002012-02-23T12:36:16.668-05:00Lent- It's aMAZEing<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTBAyhOJ9FvnG3ZU-XceUwXEYoI36V7aoECS0mKEapwDVE8UOyXhfZUmUFcirBS4vVvx-1oBc_rzXmhp9uCEf-q_zi17XnAGtNTgMAdL_JWtxEI6i9cmWqqNq-lNVZsGwKTi2hVc_3cG46/s1600/Lent+2012+030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTBAyhOJ9FvnG3ZU-XceUwXEYoI36V7aoECS0mKEapwDVE8UOyXhfZUmUFcirBS4vVvx-1oBc_rzXmhp9uCEf-q_zi17XnAGtNTgMAdL_JWtxEI6i9cmWqqNq-lNVZsGwKTi2hVc_3cG46/s640/Lent+2012+030.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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I can't seem to follow through with anything this year and this new job has me spinning a bit disoriented lately.<br />
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The day before yesterday I got up early to spend time with the King.........(<em>only happened once this</em> <em>week).</em> Knowing Lent was on it's way....... dreaming of how I wanted it to be the <em>different</em> this year!<br />
It always starts out with good intentions and ends up with me living in the flesh<em>..........doing what I really want to do.</em> <br />
So I asked myself and my teens yesterday; <strong>"W<em>hat is Lent truly about?"</em></strong><br />
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Is it<strong> OK</strong> that I see<strong> Lent</strong> as a time of plunging........into a deep dark <strong>maze</strong> with no-way out?<br />
<strong><em>Repentance</em></strong> I murmur............I know I really want that.......but it's hard because I continue on pretending I am meeting Jesus in the <strong>maze </strong>of my life.<br />
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<strong><em>Externally</em>, Lent</strong> is a time of doing without. It is a time of <em><u><strong>self-denial</strong></u></em>, a time of <em><u><strong>true repentance</strong></u></em>.<br />
But<strong> <em>inwardly</em></strong>, <strong>Lent</strong> is a time of <strong>drawing closer to Jesus.</strong><br />
This year I am wanting that...............the<strong> inward change</strong>..........drawing closer to the King! I want to know him!<br />
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Maybe it's me who is scared............worried what demands the King will make of me during the <strong>Lent </strong>season. Maybe I would like to just avoid it all together instead of being driven into a <strong>maze </strong>that I feel I can't find my way out of......a place where Satan himself has been given permission to confront me..........and maybe it's me with my prideful self that knows deep down inside I will just fail God again like I have so many times before.<br />
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I want to find my way out...............I want a <strong><em>HEART transformation</em></strong> that only <strong>true repentance</strong> can bring.........but is the <strong>maze</strong> too much for me? Fear makes me want to<strong> run from it all............RUN</strong> from<strong> repentence</strong> run from<strong> transformation</strong> .........staying on my <em><u>spiritual treadmill</u></em> of running in place that is going<strong> NO-where!</strong><br />
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He is beckoning us to walk with Him with our hands held open ready to receive the unlocking of our real self............ trusting Him through the<strong> maze</strong> of life where our eyes and ears can't help us because we are walking in <strong><em>submission.......obedience........and surrender</em></strong> to God. It starts with the smallest of surrenders............by opening our hearts to the <em>grace of Lent..............</em><strong>His Grace</strong>!<br />
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What is it that I want for Valentine's Day? <em>Not change I scream</em>! <br />
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As he packs his bags to leave for his trip it's me who stands there with a blank stare on my face as.......he kisses me good-bye and whispers, <em>"quit if you want!</em>"<br />
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I had placed them through-out his clothes secretly hiding them in pockets.......I wanted to write my own Valentine's!<br />
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What is it that I love? A clean house..................more organization? <br />
What about my heart? What does God see when He looks inside? Maybe it's God who is removing the dead places in me.<br />
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It's a new hospital..........but a hospital just the same...............<em><strong>God changing my paths</strong></em>.............me wanting out.....looking for an escape route.........feeling like I can't find my place in this world...............wanting to simply<em> RUN!</em><br />
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Everything changed and opened a new this week! And I am not capable of stepping out of the boat.(<em>me of so little faith)</em><br />
I feel like a spoiled brat........Can I really cry the hard because I don't want to do this anymore?............It was the girl brought to me from surgery who has the nothing left but PAIN to endure.<br />
She who has lost everything with the stage 4 cancer that started in her rectum.......moved to her colon.........then to her brain, liver and lungs. It is the all over............and it's me who screams that I only had a 15 min break in 14 hours! Can I really look at her covered up in pain from the bowel that no longer works? Can I really look at her with tears in my eyes because I simply want to be at home? For what?<em> </em> Who am I wonder? I don't think I really know...........because at the end of the day the laundry still piles and there are still crumbs on the counter and beds unmade............and it's then that I remember A perfect organized house is not <strong>soul winning</strong>...............it's not where the <em>sick and the dying</em> are. <strong><em>It's not the kind of servant-hood Jesus is looking for. </em></strong><br />
He didn't leave us here on this earth to be saved and sanctified...........He left us here to be at work in service to Him. Our life of service to God is our way of saying; <em>"Thank you for our salvation</em>!"<br />
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<strong><em>He wants us to be the CHANGE we want to see in the world!</em></strong><br />
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I am the sad because it's God who is moving me..........<strong><em>changing me</em>...............molding me</strong> into something I don't want! I close my eyes and I try to praise Him........but the words don't seem to come..............maybe I am in <strong>bondage</strong>...............<em>and it's me, (<strong>infested with self)</strong> who keeps me there! Maybe I am scared to admit it............is God really good all the time? </em>And He whispers to me..........."<em>I am entrusting you with much." </em>And for those whom much is entrusted much more is demanded! And it's then that the enemy whispers in my ear...........<em><strong>run........run</strong></em> and <em>never look back</em> at any hospital...............It's you with many degrees you can do anything you want...........Why stay at the hospital where people are dying?............. Where feces is running off the bed? Where vomit hits you in the face?.......where some patients throw their bed-pans at you..........cuss you..... expose you to their diseases......their infections.........some that have no cure<strong>............RUN!</strong><br />
<strong>RUN </strong>from the long shifts with no breaks.......from the day that never ends!<br />
But it all stops when I look into their eyes..........and it's His face that I see...........hurting...........suffering...........stripped of all dignity....I see a Creator who became His creation only to ......... feel pain..........to know suffering........to taste death............so that we would never have too. It's then that I see a change in their eyes..........when you tell them about the blood of the Lamb who is a river of infinite grace...........I see their eyes change...........right there in a cold dark hospital room........<em>a glimpse of</em> <em><strong>hope...........</strong></em>as if <em>His very presence</em> swoops down in that room and our ever present God who's voice is louder than any enemies........who is willing to offer a drink from the living waters for anyone who thirsts for Him. And I don't understand why He would chose me..............someone who craves the easy....who doesn't know suffering...........who only wants to run...........but I slip my hand in hers.........she is only 47.................she looks at me the strange and it's me who has something to say........and I risk it....I tell her; "<em>that in the midst of a world of pain it is a subject for praise in every place!" "That our souls were never created to LOVE the dust of this earth!" For there is power in the blood of Calvary!......(quoted from ;the valley of vision-prayer book)</em><br />
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Maybe getting out of the boat is to testify to the hurt and the dying that <em><strong>God is long suffering</strong></em>!<br />
<div class="heading passage-class-0"><h3>Psalm 86:15;</h3></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-15300">15</sup>But thou, O Lord, art a God full of compassion, and gracious, <span style="color: blue;">long suffering</span>, and plenteous in mercy and truth.</strong></span></div><br />
God is forever moving..........refusing to stand still even for a moment.... sometimes asking us to get out of the boat even when it's uncomfortable or hard.........because we serve a God who is looking to and fro for anyone who will <strong>TRUST Him</strong> or............<strong>have FAITH in Him.................or someone willing to keep</strong> <strong><em>their eyes on Him! </em></strong>Wanting to show us through pain.............through suffering<strong><em>...........a piece of Him...........His goodness.............His grace.................</em></strong>and to know that even bad things can be used.......for our good........and His glory even when we can't see it!<br />
I beg to breath............in <em>grace...........<strong>His grace for all to be </strong></em><em><u>well within my soul!</u></em><br />
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It is simple really we only need to step out of the boat into the unknown.......uncharted waters diving deep into His promises and fulfillment's. Join me want you?<br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;"><div class="heading passage-class-0"><h3>Jeremiah 29:11;</h3></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-19647"><span style="font-size: x-small;">11</span></sup> For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. </div></span></strong><br />
<em><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">all of grace,</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">Robbie</span></em></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13393802214074460864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738736467240661427.post-17072086427639543212012-02-11T07:58:00.000-05:002012-02-11T07:58:38.309-05:00Weekends are for AGAPE love<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAmkRjgMR3maB6MAYbweI12J8dPazclLhCaW-o8M6sxEw8iFclLfAy-OQfVNSnoc7sQ6hcprALzZKc0VUODFN0x6SvtMgnaz_LKxGbjO707d2x-_0KqkC2KmoPV2w1iDLJmgno7kd1Ice2/s1600/princess+pride+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAmkRjgMR3maB6MAYbweI12J8dPazclLhCaW-o8M6sxEw8iFclLfAy-OQfVNSnoc7sQ6hcprALzZKc0VUODFN0x6SvtMgnaz_LKxGbjO707d2x-_0KqkC2KmoPV2w1iDLJmgno7kd1Ice2/s640/princess+pride+014.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Agape is love which is of and from <strong>God,</strong> whose very nature is love itself.</span> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">The Apostle John affirms this in </span><a class="lbsBibleRef" data-reference="1 John 4.8" data-version="esv" href="http://biblia.com/bible/esv/1%20John%204.8" lbsreference="1 John 4.8" lbsversion="esv" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: large;">1 John 4:8</span></a><span style="font-size: large;">: “God is love.” God does not merely love; He is love itself. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">He loves the unlovable and the unlovely (us!)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">In the same way, we are to love others sacrificially!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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From the saints before us:<br />
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<em>O My Savior,</em><br />
<em>I thank thee from the depths of my being</em><br />
<em>for thy wondrous <strong>grace</strong> and <strong>love</strong></em><br />
<em><strong> </strong>in bearing my sin in thine own body on the tree.</em><br />
<em>May thy cross be to me</em><br />
<em>as the tree that sweetens my bitter Marahs,</em><br />
<em>as the rod that blossoms with life and beauty,</em><br />
<em>as the brazen serpent that calls forth the look of faith.</em><br />
<em><strong>By thy cross CRUCIFY my every sin;</strong></em><br />
<em>Use it to increase my intimacy with thyself;</em><br />
<em>Make it ground of all my comfort,</em><br />
<em> the liveliness of all my duties,</em><br />
<em> the sum of all thy gospel promises,</em><br />
<em>the comfort of all my afflictions,</em><br />
<em> the vigour of my love, thankfulness, graces,</em><br />
<em> the very essence of my religion;</em><br />
<em>And by it give me that rest without rest,</em><br />
<em>the rest of ceaseless praise.</em><br />
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<em>O MY LORD AND SAVIOR,</em><br />
<em>Thou hast also appointed <strong>a cross for me to take up and carry,</strong></em><br />
<em> a cross before thou givest me a crown.</em><br />
<em>Thou hast appointed it to be my portion,</em><br />
<em>but self-love hates it,</em><br />
<em>carnal reason is unreconciled to it;</em><br />
<em>without the <strong>grace of patience</strong> I cannot bear it,</em><br />
<em> walk with it, profit by it.</em><br />
<em>O blessed cross, what mercies dost thou bring with thee!</em><br />
<em>Thou art only esteemed hateful by my rebel wills,</em><br />
<em>heavy because I shirk thy load.</em><br />
<em>Teach me, gracious Lord and Saviour,</em><br />
<em>that with my cross thou sendest promised <strong>grace</strong></em><br />
<em><strong> </strong>so that I may bear it patiently,</em><br />
<em><strong>that my cross is thy yoke which is easy,</strong></em><br />
<em><strong> and thy burden which is light.</strong></em><br />
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Why did you do it? Stay up there on that cross?<br />
You our Creator...........took it all............ the sin of the world upon yourself for us <em><strong>your creation</strong></em>.<br />
You put on skin to feel it..........to taste it..........to die......all for us!<br />
The veil was torn from top to bottom..............but it is us your creation that continues trying to stitch that curtain back together to hang it between the <strong>Creator</strong> and <em>us</em> <strong>His creation</strong>!<br />
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You did it because you didn't want to be separated from us your creation............so the whole earth could be full of your Glory!<br />
You washed away our sins with your blood that dripped that day on Calvary.<br />
You removed the barrier and Satan has helped Religion put the curtain back up to keep us separated from you.<br />
Religion has helped us think that you putting on flesh wasn't enough!<br />
We "<em>Christians</em>," are the <em>walking dead</em> when in reality we are supposed to be <strong>ALIVE IN CHRIST</strong>!<br />
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When I truly think about what He did..........my breath catches in my throat and it's then that I want to fall to my knees and cry out.............."<em>holy, holy, holy!"</em><br />
<em>I feel it in my whole body.........He loves us! He truly loves us!</em><br />
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Today is the day of remembering...........that He loves you............He loves me......and now is the moment that we can truly learn to LIVE! Live willing to allow ourselves to be poured out so He can pour in!<br />
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<em><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">all of grace,</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">Robbie</span></em><br />
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I count the petals falling...............it's on my way to cook dinner last night that I stop.....<em> I count.</em><br />
<strong>It's <em>quiet </em>falling</strong>. It's <strong>grace...............His grace</strong> that gently <em>falls</em> our way.<br />
But am I focused? Focused on all the grace that so gently has landed on my path? Or am I focused on me...me....me.<br />
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Some days I fight to cling to my reality..............of the daily starting over and over again with the unmade beds the dishes piled high.......... the phone that never stops ringing.......... days that seem to be running together all the while I am murmuring.......... <em>24 hours is never enough!</em><br />
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The truth is what do I see when I look in the mirror?<br />
Do I see another day of grace? Or more lines on my face..........Can beauty be purchased?<br />
Isn't beauty supposed to be in the eye of the beholder? <br />
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We are His vessels waiting and needing to be filled with living waters..........the beauty is in the<strong> here</strong> and<strong> now</strong>. The <em>beauty is the gift of growing older...........the grey hair and lines on my face....it is all a gift!</em><br />
It is the gift of<strong> time</strong>.........time to grow into <strong>obedience</strong>.........to become <strong>living sacrifices.</strong><br />
I don't want to miss it...... the moment of being<strong><em> transformed</em></strong>..........into <em>His likeness</em>.<br />
He is our beauty that was<strong> broken</strong> for <em>you and for me! </em>It isn't about the..........growing older but the chance to grow closer to the one who gave His all.<br />
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All the days to come I wish to be a <em>womb for God</em>.........for time is short...........I will pray to be a dwelling place for the most High King. Even when the world keeps me spinning I will whisper; "<strong>come </strong><em><strong>dwell come dwell!"</strong></em><br />
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And when I see my reflection again in the mirror it's not me that I see.............it's His grace He has allowed for another day!<br />
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<strong>Matthew 5:5;</strong><br />
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<em><strong><span style="font-size: large;">You're blessed when you're content with just who you are—no more, no less. That's the moment you find yourselves proud owners of everything that can't be bought. </span></strong></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">all is well,</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">Robbie</span></em><br />
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<em>the gifts in the now:</em><br />
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<em>husband sitting close at church</em><br />
<em>warmer weather</em><br />
<em>coffee in the morning</em><br />
<em>microwave that is broke</em><br />
<em>the dishwasher handle falling to the floor</em><br />
<em>the youngest teen saying God laid something on her heart</em><br />
<em>the teens learning the power of His name when they are scared;<strong> JESUS</strong></em><br />
<em>riding with the windows down in the old truck with the dog</em><br />
<em>growing older</em><br />
<em>more lines on my face</em><br />
<em>grey hair</em><br />
<em>realizing that this world is not my home</em><br />
<em>letting go of fear</em><br />
<em>embracing joy</em><br />
<em>counting blessings</em><br />
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13393802214074460864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738736467240661427.post-88881942294032498492012-02-03T07:59:00.000-05:002012-02-03T07:59:08.200-05:00Weekends are for praising Him<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj5F4Lqj-S0RSfDLzO6ywSk8SR3cIG4bkZm6w_xMOaPz-rJx7fG9sJoZ3xwz3u-sonlh48uKEvSy6r4V5fqxUVDhvR-3N24H_eyaoyMUu2LxalqAhYZa_lRmbYuAID4K412FldN0Ck8lzT/s1600/princess+pride+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj5F4Lqj-S0RSfDLzO6ywSk8SR3cIG4bkZm6w_xMOaPz-rJx7fG9sJoZ3xwz3u-sonlh48uKEvSy6r4V5fqxUVDhvR-3N24H_eyaoyMUu2LxalqAhYZa_lRmbYuAID4K412FldN0Ck8lzT/s640/princess+pride+021.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-size: x-large;"><strong>M</strong><span style="color: black; font-size: small;">ay your weekend be one of praising the King,</span></span><br />
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<h4>Psalm 105</h4><strong><em><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15608">1</sup> <span style="font-size: large;">Give praise to the LORD, proclaim his name; <br />
make known among the nations what he has done. </span><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15609">2</sup> Sing to him, sing praise to him; <br />
tell of all his wonderful acts. <br />
<sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15610">3</sup> Glory in his holy name; <br />
let the hearts of those who seek the LORD rejoice. <br />
<sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15611">4</sup> Look to the LORD and his strength; <br />
seek his face always.</em></strong> <br />
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Praise is like a flower blooming..............it's in the moments of now. Breathing in grace and exhaling praises.<br />
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<em><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">all of grace,</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">The Sisters</span></em></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13393802214074460864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738736467240661427.post-58327610993366998002012-02-01T10:45:00.000-05:002012-02-01T10:45:55.146-05:00Humility<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
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When I first heard the word <strong>"</strong><em><strong>haughtiness</strong>," </em>I had no idea what this word meant? I had been praying the long............seeking the face of God and I asked the Holy Spirit to reveal to me anything in my heart that I needed to ask for forgiveness for.............it was then I heard the word for the first time<strong>...."</strong><em><strong>haughtiness</strong>." </em>I had to google it to look up the meaning............and it said:<br />
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<span id="hotword"><strong><span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;">disdainfully</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;">proud;</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;">snobbish;</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #0055bb; cursor: pointer;">scornfully</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;">arrogant; but at the end.........there it was in bold letters........."PRINCESS PRIDE."</span></strong></span><br />
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<strong><span name="hotword" style="color: #333333; cursor: default;">Wow I thought me with my wretched self now I can add "princess pride."</span></strong><br />
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Is this the moment I have been praying for?................The one where I can release my grip and surrender my all?<br />
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But it is me with my fists clinched tight. Scared to release to the prayers murmured in the quiet.<br />
Scared of the<em> breaking</em>.............the<em> dying</em> of <strong><em>self.</em></strong><br />
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It's the dawn and it's me who fumbles through prayer. Feeling stiff neck and lost. Die to self I say it over and over again. But "<em>the flesh is the strong</em>," I scream............there is a war that is waging for my very own soul. <br />
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If I put on the <strong><em>Armor of God</em></strong> and wear <strong>humility</strong> then would I not be afraid to die?<br />
Jesus was the meaning to <strong>humility</strong> when He allowed himself to be nailed to a cross. <br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">Philippians 2:8</span></strong><br />
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<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">8</span></sup><strong><em> And being found in appearance as a man, <br />
he <span style="font-size: large;">humbled</span> himself <br />
by becoming obedient to death— <br />
even death on a cross!</em></strong> <br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">Isaiah 66:2</span></strong><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">2</span></sup><span style="font-size: small;"><strong><em> Has not my hand made all these things, <br />
and so they came into being?” <br />
declares the LORD.</em></strong> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><strong> “These are the ones I look on with favor: <br />
those who are humble and contrite in spirit, <br />
and who tremble at my word. </strong><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">He made Himself the very least of these.........coming into a mess for the stentch of my sin and yours.</span></span><br />
Could I humble myself just a little more............to die to self is to break yourself from pride.....or should I say........"princess pride." <br />
He who washed the feet of His disciples...........showing the true meaning of humility..........and servant- hood. And in a striking demonstration of <strong>LOVE</strong> for His enemies when He washed the feet of Judas.<br />
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Because of the Cross we humans can understand<strong> HUMILITY</strong>......which must serve as a model for us all. <br />
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We must continue to bend............into the places that are messy where people are not the pretty and serve..........because we serve a <strong>Savior</strong> who came to be a <strong><em>servant!</em></strong><br />
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Join me this week in learning to bend the lower...........because lower is where we just might see His face!<br />
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<em><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">all is well,</span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">Robbie</span></em></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13393802214074460864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738736467240661427.post-51149905094428705452012-01-31T10:26:00.000-05:002012-01-31T10:26:31.646-05:00Jerusalem<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNaGVCjrSgchHJEkNt38kPkQg2IPVXfKMm2p92gjdNjp4po5V_jSqO3MpnAbU1Qvi1I4k7qcIO3lYZTi3W9fglb8cAYs52PnxsnD_ifeWw-3mn2u0Pz351Tod3F9YuyNiztwYdmcceemop/s1600/Dec.+6+and+Dec+7th+Israel+%2528Mon%252CTues%2529+190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNaGVCjrSgchHJEkNt38kPkQg2IPVXfKMm2p92gjdNjp4po5V_jSqO3MpnAbU1Qvi1I4k7qcIO3lYZTi3W9fglb8cAYs52PnxsnD_ifeWw-3mn2u0Pz351Tod3F9YuyNiztwYdmcceemop/s640/Dec.+6+and+Dec+7th+Israel+%2528Mon%252CTues%2529+190.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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When God chose Abraham.............He made a<strong> covenant</strong> with him....God <strong>WILL NEVER</strong> break His <strong>covenant</strong> with <strong>Israel!</strong></div><br />
The tide is turning......................toward Israel!<br />
We must <strong>PRAY</strong> daily for the peace of Jerusalem. This is the only city that we are to pray for that is <strong>MANDATED</strong> in the bible!<br />
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<strong>Psalm 122:6;</strong><br />
<strong><em>Pray for peace in Jerusalem. May all who love this city prosper.</em></strong><br />
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<h4>Romans 10:1;</h4><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28190">1</sup><strong><em> Brothers and sisters, my heart’s desire and prayer to God for the Israelites is that they may be saved.</em></strong> <br />
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By God's <strong>GRACE</strong> and <strong>MERCY........</strong>we have been grafted in.<br />
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<div class="heading passage-class-0"><h3>Matthew 24:9;</h3></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "> <span class="woj"><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23967">9</sup><strong><em> “Then you will be handed over to be persecuted and put to death, and you will be hated by all nations because of me.</em></strong></span> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">No matter what Israel does she is condemned.........it is a double standard. They are constantly told:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"<strong>RESTRAIN!" </strong>While numerous bombs are being dropped daily on their schools, homes with innocent people being killed.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>Genesis 12:3;</strong><br />
<strong><em>I will bless those who bless you, and whoever curses you I will curse; and all peoples on earth will be blessed through you."</em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="heading passage-class-0"><h3><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-22860">4</sup><em> But now be strong, Zerubbabel,’ declares the LORD. ‘Be strong, Joshua son of Jozadak, the high priest. Be strong, all you people of the land,’ declares the LORD, ‘and work. For I am with you,’ declares the LORD Almighty. <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-22861">5</sup> ‘<span style="font-size: large;">This is what I covenanted with you when you came out of Egypt. And my Spirit remains among you. Do not fear.’</span> </em></h3></div><div class="result-text-style-normal text-html "><em> <strong><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-22862">6</sup> “This is what the LORD Almighty says:<span style="font-size: large;"> ‘In a little while I will once more shake the heavens and the earth, the sea and the dry land. <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-22863">7</sup> I will shake all nations, and what is desired by all nations will come, and I will fill this house with glory,’ says the LORD Almighty. <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-22864">8</sup> ‘The silver is mine and the gold is mine,’ declares the LORD Almighty. <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-22865">9</sup> ‘The glory of this present house will be greater than the glory of the former house,’ says the LORD Almighty. ‘And in this place I will grant peace,’ declares the LORD Almighty.”</span></strong> </em><br />
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Pray to see through biblical eyes...........stop listening to the news and man look to the Word of God...........it is because of the Jews that God has blessed us with so much! Peace will come one-day to Israel and all of Israel will be saved! That is a fact!<br />
There are some churches and pastors that preach the Church has taken the place of Israel.....THIS IS <strong>NOT TRUE</strong>......-that is called<strong> REPLACEMENT THEOLOGY</strong>!!! If you hear this in your church <strong><span style="font-size: large;">RUN!!!!</span></strong> The Church and Israel are <strong>SEPARATE</strong>...... The Church is us the Gentiles who were grafted in and we are the <strong>"Bride of Christ."</strong> <strong>Israel </strong>is from the seed of Abraham<strong>.........Israel</strong> is the <strong>WIFE OF GOD!!!!</strong><br />
</div>We the church have to be in the world but not of it. <br />
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Join me will you in daily praying for this incredible place that God himself chose!<br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">all is well,</span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">Robbie</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;">Please take the time to read this article; excellent explanation of what Replacement Theology truly is:</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: black; font-size: small;"><strong><em>Replacement Theology <br />
by Anonymous, 1989 </em></strong></span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: small;"> </span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-size: small;"> There is a lot of confusion going around these days about God's <br />
promises, even among our own ranks here at (unnamed organization). <br />
I'd like to take this opportunity to dispel a little of the confusion. </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: small;"> There is a powerful movement afoot called Replacement Theology <br />
which states that the church is Israel and the promises given to <br />
Israel were primarily for the church. This movement is <br />
incurring the wrath of God, as it increasingly condemns the <br />
nation of Israel as illegitimate, which is natural for folks who <br />
believe the church has replaced Israel. Even among those who <br />
still hold to Israel to one degree or another, there seems to be <br />
a propensity for yanking Old Testament promises out of the Bible <br />
-- and, I might add, out of context -- and indiscriminately <br />
applying them to modern church situations. The tendency is to <br />
select those promises which fit church theology (like healing, <br />
prosperity, victory) and ignore those which do not (like <br />
punishment for rebellion, keeping of feasts, sacrifices). To <br />
set the record straight: the church did not yet exist when <br />
those promises were given, and they were not given to Israel as <br />
a "type" of the church until the church should inherit them. <br />
The Old Testament promises were given to Israel, and they apply <br />
to Israel. Many of them ALSO apply to the church in a general <br />
way, and many of them apply to all nations in a general way, and <br />
many of them apply only to Israel. We have got to quit assuming <br />
that just because some teacher of the Word says the Bible says <br />
something is ours, that it is. We must understand the situation <br />
and context in which the promises were given -- promises of <br />
blessing and/or cursing, of redemption, et-cetera -- before we <br />
can understand the promises themselves. </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: small;"> Let's take as an example <strong>2 Chronicles 7:14</strong>. Most people today <br />
are familiar with that verse, but unfortunately the vast <br />
majority of the church in America seems to have gotten the idea <br />
somewhere -- not from God -- that the promise is to America. It <br />
most assuredly is not. Let us read the passage in its context <br />
<strong>(2 Chronicles 7:11-20):</strong> </span><br />
<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i> <strong>Thus Solomon finished the house of the Lord and the</strong></i><strong> <br />
<i> king's palace, and successfully completed all that</i> <br />
<i> he had planned on doing in the house of the Lord and</i> <br />
<i> in his palace. Then the Lord appeared to Solomon at</i> <br />
<i> night and said to him, "I have heard your prayer,</i> <br />
<i> and have chosen this place for Myself as a house of</i> <br />
<i> sacrifice. If I shut up the heavens so that there</i> <br />
<i> is no rain, or if I command the locust to devour the</i> <br />
<i> land, or if I send pestilence among My people, and</i> <br />
<i> My people who are called by My Name [over whom My</i> <br />
<i> Name is called] humble themselves and pray, and seek</i> <br />
<i> My face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will</i> <br />
<i> hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and</i> <br />
<i> will heal their land. Now My eyes shall be open and</i> <br />
<i> My ears attentive the prayer of this place. For now</i> <br />
<i> I have chosen and consecrated this house that My</i> <br />
<i> Name may be there forever, and My eyes and My heart</i> <br />
<i> will be there perpetually."</i> </strong> </span></span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: small;"> The context here is the completion and dedication of the temple <br />
in Israel. Note God's promise concerning "this house". <br />
Speaking to Israel, the Lord promised to forgive the nation and <br />
heal the land if the nation would repent. The entire nation is <br />
called "My people". Israel is called by God's Name. This <br />
promise was NOT given to Japan, Albania, or the United States, <br />
none of which is a nation "called by My Name". Unfortunately, <br />
we in western society have twisted the meaning for our own <br />
supposed benefit to allegedly say, "If My people which are <br />
called by My Name (the Christians within the country) ..." But <br />
it does not say that. Now the promise CAN apply to a nation <br />
other than Israel in a general way: certainly if any nation <br />
(America included) will repent, God will restore the nation and <br />
forgive the sin and heal the land. The key is the distinction <br />
between who is Israel and who is not. If the church is Israel, <br />
then one can truly say, "If the believers will repent and pray, <br />
I'll restore their land." But believers have already repented, <br />
or else they wouldn't be believers! The confusion comes from <br />
erroneously assuming the church is modern "spiritual Israel", <br />
having replaced national Israel. It does not say "If the <br />
Christians will pray and intercede and repent". Repent of what? <br />
The believers are already the righteousness of God in Jesus, and <br />
it's not for the righteousness of the believing 1% that America <br />
will be judged, but for the sin of the wicked 99% who refuse to <br />
repent. The promise concerns a NATION repenting, not God's <br />
people WITHIN A NATION repenting and praying. We are the temple <br />
of the Holy Spirit, it is true, but our repentance does not <br />
nullify the justice and righteousness of God. He cannot leave <br />
America unjudged and remain a righteous judge! </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: small;"> Elsewhere in the Bible we find the answer to how God deals with <br />
a wicked nation where a few people are righteous. This is one <br />
of those passages the modern Word of Faith and Kingdom Now <br />
people like to avoid, because it pretty well debunks their <br />
misinterpretation of<strong> 2 Chronicles 7:14.</strong> This is found in <br />
<strong>Ezekiel 14:13-20</strong>, and it is one of those places which speaks of <br />
all nations in general (starting with verse 21 -- not quoted <br />
here -- the Lord starts to apply it directly to Israel): </span><br />
<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i> <strong>"Son of man, if a country sins against Me by</strong></i><strong> <br />
<i> committing unfaithfulness, and I stretch out My hand</i> <br />
<i> against it, destroy its supply of bread, send famine</i> <br />
<i> against it, and cut off from it both man and beast,</i> <br />
<i> even though these three men, Noah, Daniel, and Job</i> <br />
<i> were in its midst, by their own righteousness they</i> <br />
<i> could only deliver themselves," declares the Lord</i> <br />
<i> God. "If I were to cause wild beasts to pass</i> <br />
<i> through the land, and they bereave of children, and</i> <br />
<i> it became desolate so that no one would pass through</i> <br />
<i> it because of the beasts, though these three men</i> <br />
<i> were in its midst, as I live," declares the Lord</i> <br />
<i> God, "they could not deliver either their sons or</i> <br />
<i> their daughters. They alone would be delivered, but</i> <br />
<i> the country would be desolate. Or if I should bring</i> <br />
<i> a sword on that country and say, 'Let the sword pass</i> <br />
<i> through the country and cut off man and beast from</i> <br />
<i> it,' even though these three men were in its midst,</i> <br />
<i> as I live," declares the Lord God, "they could not</i> <br />
<i> deliver either their sons or their daughters, but</i> <br />
<i> they alone would be delivered. Or if I should send</i> <br />
<i> a plague against that country and pour out My wrath</i> <br />
<i> in blood on it, to cut off man and beast from it,</i> <br />
<i> even though Noah, Daniel, and Job were in its midst,</i> <br />
<i> as I live," declares the Lord God, "they could not</i> <br />
<i> deliver either their son or their daughter. They</i> <br />
<i> would deliver only themselves by their</i> <br />
<i> righteousness."</i></strong> </span></span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: small;"> Can our righteousness deliver America? What does God say about <br />
it? The only people who will be delivered are the righteous, <br />
and we've got to quit praying out of God's will and asking Him <br />
to deliver the wicked, because He is a righteous and just God <br />
and He will judge sin. The smart thing is to get your sin <br />
judged on the cross so you're free of it and you don't get <br />
judged yourself. We need to pray for people to get saved, and <br />
for wisdom for our leaders, and whatever else the Word tells us <br />
to do. But know this: God is about to judge this nation. It <br />
is His will to do so, indeed, He MUST do so. It is NOT His will <br />
that any perish, but that all be saved. Nevertheless, Scripture <br />
is clear that God hates sin, and He will destroy the nation that <br />
continues to sin. He will also leave a righteous remnant. </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: small;"> The next time you hear someone quoting <strong>2 Chronicles 7:14</strong> over <br />
America and admonishing you to pray for restoration of America, <br />
just remember God isn't going to restore America. God is <br />
restoring Israel now, and human government is coming to an end, <br />
because the Messiah is about to return as King of kings and Lord <br />
of lords; and soon the Word will be fulfilled which says, "The <br />
kingdoms of this world have become the kingdoms of our Lord and <br />
He shall reign forever and ever." Why should God put off <br />
Messiah's return so Americans could enjoy a few more years of <br />
materialism and debauchery? We need to get in on what God is <br />
doing, not try to make Him conform to American Christianity and <br />
an American Jesus. </span></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13393802214074460864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738736467240661427.post-66139415434450330332012-01-30T05:00:00.122-05:002012-01-30T11:24:05.609-05:00Noise<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZhi4SxB8VwitVG2ixius8hUmYJkk9RMbHObCGLOdLFawCge7xlOkf2SeJkTgYFm2VXoclJ3rN_TChe-hrJFSgRuESxFyroPTKl1p8LxfC5epc1F9wC4id0Siu8wY-p5WT2hgjvKHT7mMC/s1600/beachtriptopsail+131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZhi4SxB8VwitVG2ixius8hUmYJkk9RMbHObCGLOdLFawCge7xlOkf2SeJkTgYFm2VXoclJ3rN_TChe-hrJFSgRuESxFyroPTKl1p8LxfC5epc1F9wC4id0Siu8wY-p5WT2hgjvKHT7mMC/s640/beachtriptopsail+131.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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</div><em>Indeed, obedience must be given with genuine good will, because God loves a cheerful giver.</em><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>If obedience is given with a bad will and with murmuring not only in words but even in bitterness of heart, then even though the command may be externally fulfilled it will not be accepted by God, for he can see the resistance in the heart of a murmurer. One who behaves in such a way not only fails to receive the reward of grace but actually incurs the punishment deserved by murmurers. Only repentance and reparation can save such a one from this punishment."</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: x-small;"><em>Benedict of Nursia</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>It's funny that silence is what I crave.........but even on my walks I hear bees humming......... dogs barking...... birds chirping even the plants are swaying to the rhythm of this world <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Is it possible to hear with our world so full of noise everywhere?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Last night as I tried to sit in silence I hear the water running from the teens starting the shower...........it's 10pm and I feel so tired. Baseball is blarring on the television. I hear a radio from another teens room. Then another teen slams the refrigerator door for the 100th time. If silence is truly a miracle itself..........why is it so hard to have?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It's true I guess that the days of noise can be deafening and cause you to lose your way</div><br />
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<strong>The visions of my past of being silenced now by the redeeming blood of the "great I AM!"</strong><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>As I lay on my bed at night it is me who closes my eyes and wishes I could climb into the lap of the Saviour............and sleep away with the wings of grace covering my ugly.</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>There are the days when I feel so small............because He is God that is everywhere. And who am I the women with unclean lips..........craving <strong>Silence </strong>which is wiser than <strong>Speaking.</strong><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">There are days when the tongue whips words out the harsh and you wonder how you could have really said that.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It is then I think about the WORD himself............the one who is true, and pure who bent the lowest of them all........who kept himself the silent to take it all for us. <em>Who is this God I have to ask myself</em>?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The world is so full of noise but it is Him so full of truth. Yet He is indescribable.........with His outstretched hands........open and willing to take the pain of being nailed to a cross.......a cross He even carried on His back.......the one with no beginning and no end. With <strong>words</strong> being <strong><em>taunted</em></strong> at Him for hours but His<strong> lips never SPOKE</strong> stop because He was consumed with, " <strong>AGAPE" <em>love</em></strong> for us that is <em>incomprehensible.............</em>it requires no <strong>WORDS</strong> for He is the <strong>WORD</strong> Himself!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Who is this God I have asked..............The one who carried it all for sinners........even when the sin was heavy, messy, and ugly. <em>He never said a word</em>..............but continued to carry the cross for us all.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">God the light of the World..........who came only to save. The one who is the <strong>Word</strong> that <strong><em>surrendered</em></strong> His all for the ones whose mouths can't stop............ <em>complaining</em>........... <em>gossiping</em>................<em>screaming "it's all about me."</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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I wake early in the wee hours of the morning to feed..............on the one true food that matters<em>....."the</em> <em>word."</em> But apparently I am continuing to miss it.................I fumble and stumble my way through ........<em>hearing only what I want to hear.</em><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Not wanting the fire to burn.................... through the layers of me.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Yet His <strong>grace</strong>..........circles me again and again. I grieve.........because it's me that continues to live........<strong>thirsty!</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I see the well.............it's right in front of me...........but I clinch my lips the tight............WHY? I scream<strong><em>..............why want I drink the water of everlasting?</em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Maybe to <strong>drink</strong> is to <span style="font-size: large;"><strong>follow</strong>....................</span>on a path of the unknown. Maybe I am scared.........tired and weary.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">17</span></sup> <sup class="xref" value="(<a href="#cen-NASB-24606A" title="See cross-reference A">A</a>)"></sup>As He was setting out on a journey, a man ran up to Him and <sup class="xref" value="(<a href="#cen-NASB-24606B" title="See cross-reference B">B</a>)"></sup>knelt before Him, and asked Him, “Good Teacher, what shall I do to <sup class="xref" value="(<a href="#cen-NASB-24606C" title="See cross-reference C">C</a>)"></sup>inherit eternal life?” </em>(Mark 10:17)</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NASB-24610">21</sup> <em>Looking at him, Jesus felt a love for him and said to him</em>, <span style="color: red;"><strong><em><span class="woj">“One thing you lack: go and sell all you possess and give to the poor, and you will have <sup class="xref" value="(<a href="#cen-NASB-24610F" title="See cross-reference F">F</a>)"></sup>treasure in heaven; and come, <span style="font-size: large;">follow Me.”</span></span> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NASB-24611">22</sup> But at these words <sup class="footnote" value="[<a href="#fen-NASB-24611a" title="See footnote a">a</a>]">[<a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=6738736467240661427&postID=2044749536467816851#fen-NASB-24611a" title="See footnote a">a</a>]</sup>he was saddened, and he went away grieving, for he was one who owned much property.</em></strong></span> (<strong>Mark 10:21-22)</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">What does it truly mean to follow Him? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><strong>Surrender</strong></em> I hear him whisper..................a life of <strong><em>surrender</em>!</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The<strong> surrender</strong> of our wants...............the <strong>surrender</strong> of the temporary things of this world. A heart <em>transformation</em> is needed.............before we can <strong>surrender </strong>our will for His will. Where the eternal things become our number one priority!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sometimes life can be <em>messy......and........dirty</em>........... and God says<strong><em> it's OK because I came for the messy!</em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We need to feel the weight of the cross on our backs. Sometimes in this life we will have to taste <strong>suffering</strong>..............<strong> rejection</strong>...........and <strong><em>things that are unpleasant</em></strong>. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Real followers<strong><em> taste</em></strong> it! Or should I say<strong><span style="font-size: large;"> drink</span></strong> it and..............<em>they are never thirsty again. </em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A true <strong>FOLLOWER <em><span style="font-size: x-large;">surrenders</span></em></strong> his all...............and says <strong><em>not my will but yours Father</em></strong>.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Want you join me in this 21st century................letting it be all about<strong> FOLLOWING THE KING?</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This world is not our home...............We are only passing through............we are merely <strong><em>sojourners.</em></strong> Abraham continued to live in temporary housing as He picked up his cross to<strong> FOLLOW</strong> Jesus..............<em>He lived in a tent because</em> he knew that the world he was living in was only temporary he was only passing through.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">To<strong> FOLLOW</strong> Jesus is going to require us to look at this world as <strong>temporary</strong>............it's a daily sacrifice of dying to ourselves! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><strong>Then Jesus told his disciples, “<span style="color: red;"><em>If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and <span style="font-size: large;">follow</span> me. <span style="color: black;">(Matthew 16:24)</span></em></span></strong><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: blue;">Having been born into the kingdom of God. I do hereby acknowledge that God's purchase of my life included all the rights and control of that life for all eternity.</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: blue;">I do further acknowledge that He has NOT guarunteed me to be free from pain or to have success or prosperity. He has not guaranteed me perfect health. He has not guaranteed me perfect parents. He has not guaranteed me perfect children. He has not guaranteed me the absence of pressures, trails, misunderstandings, or persecution.</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: blue;">Therefore I acknowledge this day the relinquishment of all my rights and expectations, and humbly ask Him by <strong>HIS GRACE</strong> to replace these with a <strong>GREATUL SPIRIT</strong>.......for whatever in His <strong>WISDOM</strong> He <strong>DEEMS</strong> to allow for my life.</span></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">What a difference our lives would be if we started from the very beginning of each day SURRENDERING full rights to our lives to Him!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: red;">But I will rejoice even if I lose my life, pouring it out like a liquid offering to God, just like your faithful service is an offering to God. And I want all of you to share that joy.</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>Philippians 2:17; NIV</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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