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    <title>All About Him</title>
    
    
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    <subtitle>Reflections on my life as a follower of Jesus</subtitle>
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        <title>Spiritually: Grow Up!</title>
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        <summary>I heard a message recently where the speaker talked about a flight simulator exercise designed to help aspiring pilots recognize the signs of oxygen deprivation. Students record the physical sensations they experience as the oxygen level is reduced in the...</summary>
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            <name>Gerry Baker</name>
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&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I heard a message recently where the speaker talked about a flight simulator exercise designed to help aspiring pilots recognize the signs of oxygen deprivation. Students record the physical sensations they experience as the oxygen level is reduced in the chamber. An aching leg muscle, hair that stands on end, a finger twitch--the S0S signals are unique to each person--but the message is identical, urgent and missing it can be fatal. The idea is to make sure each pilot knows how his or her body reacts to the loss of oxygen. Learning the lesson under controlled circumstances trains the student to recognize and react to the physical message. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So it is in the discussion of what constitutes spiritual maturity. Paul tells us that the mature are &amp;quot;. . .those who by reason of use have their senses exercised to discern both good and evil.&amp;quot; (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Hebrews%205:14;&amp;amp;version=50;"&gt;Hebrews 5:14&lt;/a&gt; NKJ). According to Paul, discernment requires active, repeated use of our senses in our pursuit of God. Exercising our senses in pursuit of God is a practical matter. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Corporate worship services offer a controlled environment to exercise your senses because God is always present there. Even if you are not consciously aware of Him, your body will react physically to His presence. Open up your senses to Him and memorize what it feels like to be with Him. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;To be a mature Christian is to be so familiar with what it feels like to encounter God that even the slightest counterfeit becomes obvious. Discernment. Each body has a unique, physical response to the presence of God. This particular preacher spoke of a sensation of heat in his left hand when God is around. Remember that it is God's glory is to conceal clues.&amp;nbsp; He then reveals Himself to us when we actively seek Him. Recognize and memorize the clues your senses provide the next time God is in the room. Make up your mind to look for him-.&amp;nbsp; Don't wait for Him to come to you. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;This is the fundamental difference between &amp;quot;babes&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;grownups&amp;quot; in Paul's analogy. It's the &amp;quot;Seek and you shall find&amp;quot; promise, where the tables are turned and the pursuer God becomes the pursued.&amp;nbsp; We need to use every tool He has given us to find Him.&amp;nbsp; We especially need to employ our senses, because they are instinctive and pre-wired to detect Him. Physical awareness may be your first clue to supernatural activity. It may be the only one you get and could be the only one you need to discern and avoid the distraction of evil as you pursue God. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;As the speaker noted, sometimes there is no audible voice, no still small voice, no bizarre circumstances or coincidences, no flashing lights. Sometimes the only way to know what your dealing with is that your left hand just got hot. Or that it didn't. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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        <title>Ode To A Dying Friend</title>
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        <published>2007-03-19T10:49:34-07:00</published>
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        <summary>You are a strong and mighty warrior In the army of the Lord. There is no distance you can't travel Because your standing on His Word. You have taken up His challenge. Now you can lay down your sword, 'Cause...</summary>
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            <name>Gerry Baker</name>
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&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are a strong and mighty warrior&lt;br /&gt;In the army of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;There is no distance you can't travel&lt;br /&gt;Because your standing on His Word.&lt;br /&gt;You have taken up His challenge.&lt;br /&gt;Now you can lay down your sword,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every strong and mighty warrior,&lt;br /&gt;Will find her refuge in the Lord.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The is no grave that can hold you&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the road from Calvary.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And you will never be alone&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you take that journey.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There is no way around the fire&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But you can lay down your sword.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Cause even strong and mighty warriors&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Take their refuge in the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have watched you as you traveled,&lt;br /&gt;I have seen you face your fears.&lt;br /&gt;You have been my inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;And I have shared your tears.&lt;br /&gt;I have seen your bonds broken,&lt;br /&gt;a captive, set free!&lt;br /&gt;And when I look into your eyes--&lt;br /&gt;I see the light of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There is no grave that can hold you&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the road from Calvary.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And you will never be alone&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you take that journey.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There is no way around the fire,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But you can lay down your sword.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Cause even strong and mighty warriors&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Take their refuge in the Lord.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;G. Baker 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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        <title>No Greater Love</title>
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        <published>2007-03-15T16:41:34-07:00</published>
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        <summary>The Creator waved His hand And from nothing made the land And He filled the earth with wonders We will never understand From the dust He made a man In His own image, by His own hand He gave every...</summary>
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&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Creator waved His hand&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And from nothing made the land&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And He filled the earth with wonders&lt;br /&gt;
We will never understand&lt;br /&gt;
From the dust He made a man&lt;br /&gt;
In His own image, by His own hand&lt;br /&gt;
He gave every man a voice&lt;br /&gt;
He gave every man a choice&lt;br /&gt;
	There is no greater love&lt;br /&gt;
	There is no greater love&lt;br /&gt;
	Than a man who would lay down his life&lt;br /&gt;
	For his brother&lt;br /&gt;
	The war has long been won&lt;br /&gt;
	Though the battle rages on&lt;br /&gt;
	And echoes through the sands of time&lt;br /&gt;
	As every man&lt;br /&gt;
	Makes up his own mind&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Jesus came unto His own&lt;br /&gt;
But to them He was unknown&lt;br /&gt;
Still the Word became flesh and dwelt among us&lt;br /&gt;
And it was painful tears He cried&lt;br /&gt;
On the night before they tried Him&lt;br /&gt;
When justice was denied Him&lt;br /&gt;
Those He loved &lt;br /&gt;
Crucified Him&lt;br /&gt;
There is no greater love&lt;br /&gt;
There is no greater love&lt;br /&gt;
Than a man who would lay down &lt;br /&gt;
His life for his brother&lt;br /&gt;
The war has long been won&lt;br /&gt;
Though the battle rages on and on&lt;br /&gt;
And echoes through the sands of time&lt;br /&gt;
As each one of us&lt;br /&gt;
Makes up his own mind&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;We get to choose&lt;br /&gt;
Which side we’re on&lt;br /&gt;
Will it be death for me&lt;br /&gt;
Will it be victory&lt;br /&gt;
I’m choosing victory&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;There is no greater love&lt;br /&gt;
There is no greater love&lt;br /&gt;
Than a man who would lay down&lt;br /&gt;
His life for his brother&lt;br /&gt;
The war has long been won&lt;br /&gt;
Still the battle rages on&lt;br /&gt;
And echoes through the sands of time&lt;br /&gt;
As each one of us&lt;br /&gt;
Makes up his own mind&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You’ve got to choose.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;(c) 2002 G. Baker  All Rights Reserved.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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        <title>He Loves You</title>
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        <published>2007-03-08T13:05:52-08:00</published>
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        <summary>Saw an old friend The other day. We talked awhile, Had a lot to say. She told stories. I had tales of my own. Of the roads that we traveled, And the people we’d known. Then she told me How...</summary>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p>Saw an old friend<br />
The other day.<br />
We talked awhile,<br />
Had a lot to say.<br />
She told stories.<br />
I had tales of my own.<br />
Of the roads that we traveled,<br />
And the people we’d known.<br />
Then she told me <br />
How she cried,<br />
How her life just<br />
Passed her by.<br />
I saw her face,<br />
Tears in her eyes,<br />
And I knew,<br />
So I said,<br />
	Jesus loves you!<br />
	You’re worth it.<br />
	Even though he knew<br />
          That you would never be perfect.<br />
	He wants <br />
	What only you have to give<br />
	And He died<br />
	So you could live</p>

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<p>Then I told her the story<br />
About God’s son.<br />
How He died <br />
Because He loved everyone.<br />
How they beat Him,<br />
Pierced His side,<br />
How the sky turned black<br />
On the day He died.<br />
How the tomb must have looked,<br />
On the third day,<br />
With an angel outside<br />
And the stone rolled away.<br />
How He loves me<br />
As much as He loves you.<br />
How I knew    <br />
	That Jesus loves you!<br />
	You’re worth it.<br />
	Even though he knew<br />
	That you would never be perfect.<br />
	He wants <br />
	What only you have to give<br />
	And He died<br />
	So you could live</p>

<p>She asked me<br />
She said <br />
“How can it be<br />
That He loved me so much<br />
That He died for me?<br />
What did I do <br />
To inspire Him so<br />
That He’d lay down His life<br />
Tell me, How do you know?”<br />
And I said<br />
“He’s been here with me<br />
Every time that I cried,<br />
When I wanted to die.<br />
And I know <br />
He loves me<br />
As much as He loves you<br />
I know it’s true<br />
	Because He loves me<br />
	I’m worth it<br />
	Even though he knew<br />
	That I would never be perfect<br />
	All that I have to give is His<br />
	Because He died<br />
	So I could</p>

<p>Live with him <br />
Forever<br />
In heaven<br />
At the foot of the Father’s throne<br />
I call it home<br />
And I get to be there<br />
And you can to <br />
	Because He loves you<br />
	You’re worth it<br />
	Even though he knew<br />
	That you would never be perfect<br />
	He wants <br />
	What only you have to give<br />
	And He died<br />
	So you could live</p>

<p>(c) 2002 G. Baker  All Rights Reserved.</p></div>
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