<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 19 Dec 2024 03:28:30 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Becoming the Disciple Whom Jesus Loved</title><description>A wife. a mother. A pastor&#39;s wife. Above all, a Christ follower.</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>262</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-2027639500977457893</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Dec 2011 00:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-14T16:56:06.045-08:00</atom:updated><title>Without Delay</title><description>&quot; Get in the car&quot;  my husband said as I opened the door to his shiny silver Hyundai. Nearing the end of a long day at work, I reflected on the relatively uneventful nature of my birthday. I walked up the stairs to find my husband eagerly awaiting my arrival so he could unveil his surprise.  &quot;But, what about my car?&quot; I said, hands juggling my coat and purse. &quot;Just get in&quot;.  Before I could say another word, we sped away, destination unknown. I got in, expecting my children to erupt in cheers and happiness, but their silence became deafening as I noticed their absence. &quot; They are with my parents&quot;, he said. &quot; But where are we going?&quot; I inquired. &quot;You&#39;ll see.&quot; We drove about twenty minutes and pulled into the parking lot of our favorite restaurant. &quot; Is this ok?&quot; &quot; I shook my head in approval, embarrassed at my anger at him only hours before for failure to plan anything special. &lt;br /&gt;
It was obvious to me as soon as i saw him he wanted me to hurry up and do what he asked me to do because something wonderful was awaiting me. &lt;br /&gt;
It is so easy for me to move quickly when I know something will benefit me- going to a favorite restaurant, scoring some extra spending money or a little extra morning shuteye. But, how quickly do I move when I know I&#39;m going to have to sacrifice something or lose something of importance? &lt;br /&gt;
Mark 1:19-20 says &quot;When he had gone a little farther, he saw James son of Zebedee and his brother John in a boat, preparing their nets. Without delay he called them, and they left their father Zebedee in the boat with the hired men and followed him.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
What strikes me about the passage are the words &quot; without delay.&quot; Jesus, James and John all saw an opportunity before them and took it, they never stopped and thought about the cost or sacrifice that might await them. They didn&#39;t take a moment to pray about it, or weigh out the pros and cons of their decision. Jesus saw two men who He believed was good soil to glorify His father&#39;s name, and James and John left a comfortable job and life to become more like a man they knew very little about. &lt;br /&gt;
How much more knowledgeable are we? We&#39;ve read the Scriptures, combed the commentaries and sung all the hymns in the hopes of becoming a fraction more like Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;
How quickly do you answer Jesus&#39; call to follow Him? Do you hesitate, or do you go without delay?</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/12/without-delay.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-7585961422848180534</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2011 14:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-27T07:58:03.105-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Beauty of Surrender</title><description>Being sick in bed today, although disappointing, has its perks. It has allowed me to watch a lot of daytime tv, which helps me alleviate the stress of working with small children. I turned on the tv to see the Anderson Cooper show, a program I didn&#39;t even know existed until this morning. Anderson had on a behavioral therapist to help him deal with his greatest fears: heights and bugs.  The therapist tired an exposure therapy approach to his fears, asking him to conquer his fear by facing it head on.  His advice to his audience was to &quot; surrender&quot; to the fear like Kevin Costner in the movie Dancing with Wolves. He also said that as a society, we are more fearful than ever, given the abundance of fear based information available at our fingertips. &lt;br /&gt;
I had to wonder, however, how can we really conquer any fear without Christ? &lt;br /&gt;
Philippians 4:6-7 addresses this very thing: &quot;Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
God teaches us that the essence to peace is really in our surrender  to the Holy Spirit. I know I have wrestled with anxiety and depression for years, but when I have surrendered my control to God and trust that He knows what is best, I have achieved the peace God wants for me. To truly know God means to know him not only in my mind, but in my heart. Knowledge without action does nothing to achieve transformation but only gives me more  information. The key to transformation is in my willingness to surrender.</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/10/beauty-of-surrender.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-2775038472931104106</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Sep 2011 00:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-21T17:19:46.611-07:00</atom:updated><title>sneakers to the service</title><description>Awoken by a sharp shooting pain in my right foot early Sunday morning, I debated whether or not to attend Sunday morning service.  I peered through my closet for shoes to wear: shoe after shoe that looked great on the outside, but only maximized my pain on the inside.  I glanced at the floor to find one alternative: my one pair of sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;
I knew all of my friends would stare at me if I wore ugly looking sneakers into the sanctuary, but I could not fathom shoving my foot into a cute but useless heel. I put on my sneakers, once pearly white and now stained with the day to day wear of everyday life, hopped in my car and prepared for embarrassment.  &lt;br /&gt;
When I entered the cream colored sanctuary, I saw every other woman dressed to the nines in their neatly pressed dresses, while I dove into the nearest inconspicuous chair and sat down. I leaned forward to get a look at the line of shoes in my row: pristinely polished shoe after shoe lined the floor.  And then there was me, wearing those once bone white street shoes, now sprinkled a light chocolate brown. Wringing my hands and wiping my sweaty palm on the chair next to me, I opened them up in worship to my Savior. &lt;br /&gt;
Instead of trying to fit into uncomfortable shoes and making a favorable impression, I chose not to pretend to be anything more than what I was: hurting and in pain. I may have not been the most popular woman at my church that day, but I didn’t care. I merely came to a savior who knew my pain and loved me anyway. &lt;br /&gt;
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Matthew 11: 28-29 says “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.” I needed to come to Jesus just as I was, and pretend to be nothing less. He could handle my stained sneakers. Jesus only asks me to come to Him, and He lovingly gives me His yoke, one of comfort, peace and contentment. All I had to do was ask.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ann Voskamp, author of One Thousand gifts says “That which tears open our souls, those holes that splatter our sight, may actually become thin, open places to see through the mess of this place to the heart-aching beauty beyond. To him. To the God whom we endlessly crave.”&lt;br /&gt;
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God delights when you come to him as you are. Are you willing to come to Him?</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/09/sneakers-to-service.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-3631565140993333033</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 May 2011 21:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-21T14:11:31.883-07:00</atom:updated><title>Reflective Glory</title><description>I have been taking a class in personnel management and as we have explored the topic of “human talent’ and that all people have worth and can contribute to the organization in some shape or form. He spoke about a concept called “reflective glory” or the idea that as a leader of an organization  takes a ‘we” approach rather than an ‘I’ approach it reflects better on them. If they are being a good leader, the people who rise to the top are those that indicate the success of the leadership. Not only does this apply to the business world, but also us as a church  community. If a church is doing an adequate job making disciples, it should reflect positively on the leaders who have taught them how to do that. &lt;br /&gt;
So, think for a moment about your own church body. Although we are supposed to give all “reflective glory&quot; to the Lord, what we do in this life does matter and we area commanded in Acts to “go and make disciples.” &lt;br /&gt;
Do you have people who are “rising to the top” due to your discipleship? Are you receiving “reflective glory” for what you do to bring glory to God in your day to day lives?</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/05/reflective-glory.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-7961182897485700363</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Apr 2011 23:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-28T16:41:08.882-07:00</atom:updated><title>If you want to run the marathon, you have to run one lap first</title><description>I embarked on my first run outside in what has been quite a long time. I strapped on my i -pod, tightened my sneakers, and  was off like a shot. I made it all the way to an impressive half way around one lap and stopped, incredibly winded and even more discouraged. &quot;&lt;i&gt;I&#39;ll never&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;make it&lt;/i&gt;&quot; I said to myself. I almost gave up. But, then I said &quot; &lt;i&gt;I&#39;m not going to let this get me down.&quot; &lt;/i&gt; I willed myself around the rest of the way and made it around one lap.  It might not be a big accomplishment to you, but to me, it was more than just a simple jog, but it was a symbol of something greater. It was a release of my fear and doubt that I could endure to the end. I would love someday to run a half marathon. Maybe i&#39;ll get there. maybe I won&#39;t. But, one thing is for sure, if I want to run the marathon, I have to start with running one lap. &lt;br /&gt;
That goes for the Christian life, too. At times it is so engrossing and life gets so difficult, and it leaves me winded and discouraged, unsure I can even take one more step. But, my willingness to shake off the fear and endure to the end makes running the race all the sweeter. Going through each day doing what is right may not seem like much, but I have to start somewhere. If I want to reach the finish line and into my savior&#39;s arms,  I have to start by running one lap. &lt;br /&gt;
Are you ready to run your one lap today?</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-you-want-to-run-marathon-you-have-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-4867270806223982508</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Apr 2011 23:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-18T16:19:37.087-07:00</atom:updated><title>What&#39;s the Favor of God?</title><description>I was stuck in bed yesterday worth what felt like a potential sinus infection. When I&#39;m sick, I tend to do things I wouldn&#39;t normally do. For example, I watched hours and hours of mind numbing television and took two naps within an hour and a half. In between these two napes, I flipped back and forth between the &quot;Christian&quot; programs and &quot;secular&quot; programs. I don&#39;t normally watch the &quot;Christian&quot; station, but since it was during the church hour, I decided to give it a whirl in the hopes of hearing an inspired word from God that would change me a little more into my Savior. As message after message droned on, I came to a realization. I really didn&#39;t see much difference between the christian and the non-christian. The sermons on the Christian station talked about the same things non-christians are talking about: the bad economy, fear, doubt, comfort, hope. The only difference was on the christian station, the people wore nicer suits and clapped accordingly at the pastor&#39;s shouting proclamations. Granted, the Bishop or pastor peppered their words with Scripture (some of which were taken out of context) and belief in Jesus and ended each message with the same invitation to invite the audience to accept Jesus into their life. One Bishop even proclaimed that if i sent in a seed of $130 God would unleash unusual favor on me for the next 130 days meaning wealth and prosperity). It made me wonder: if this is all that Christians have to say on these matters, what does the non-christian really have to hope for?  Furthermore, if all God is interested in is giving me his favor, what about all the favor reserved for his 12 followers? Where did all of that go? Lastly, if favor is only material wealth, what about the poor around the world who have more faith in God that I have ever dreamt of having in Him? &lt;br /&gt;
That Gospel doesn&#39;t seem to be worth dying for, does it?</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-favor-of-god.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-7523534121363721540</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Mar 2011 22:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-23T15:24:09.525-07:00</atom:updated><title>Emerging from my blog writing hiatus (for now..)</title><description>Some of you might be wondering if I have fallen off the face of the earth. The answer to that is no.  I am still writing, and am very encouraged in my endeavors thus far, I just haven&#39;t shared any of that on here. I have been feeling a bit pulled in different directions and am feeling a bit overwhelmed in the process. I may wax and wane on my blog writing for now, but i am still writing nonetheless. I am working on the designing, editing and revising process of the first book &lt;i&gt;Finding your Place in the Story of God &lt;/i&gt; while beginning the writing phase of my current project  &lt;i&gt;Don&#39;t forget the Parchments&lt;/i&gt;,  which is allowing people to learn from the histories of their ancestors in order to mentor the future generations. It is daunting to say the least. In addition, I am taking classes to eventually become a day care director. &lt;br /&gt;
(Phew, I am tired just writing all that...) &lt;br /&gt;
But, God is good as always. whether in the overwhelmed times or the bored out of my mind times, He is still speaking, and it is for those moments that I am most grateful. I hope you, dear reader, who took a moment to stumble upon this blog post, well.  &lt;br /&gt;
On a side note, the publishers are asking me for a subtitle to the Finding your place in the Story of God. I am thinking I should change the title before making a subtitle. Any suggestions?</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/03/emerging-from-my-blog-writing-hiatus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-4218914129633369036</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Feb 2011 23:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-22T15:14:34.451-08:00</atom:updated><title>Be a Defender</title><description>Lately I have been dealing with a situation in my professional life where someone was using an inappropriate tone with someone else. The situation became one in which (since I witnessed it) I had to intervene. This situation was not new to me, but was becoming an abusive one, and I needed to act quickly to protect all involved. As I watched the situation unfold, I heard God say &quot; Be a defender.&quot; Deuteronomy 10:18 says &quot;He defends the cause of the fatherless and the widow, and loves the foreigner residing among you...&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
This seems like an odd request, given I am not a father, or a widow. It also is in sharp contrast to verses like Matthew 5:38-42 that says &quot; “You have heard that it was said, ‘Eye for eye, and tooth for tooth.&#39; But I tell you, do not resist an evil person. If anyone slaps you on the right cheek, turn to them the other cheek also. And if anyone wants to sue you and take your shirt, hand over your coat as well. If anyone forces you to go one mile, go with them two miles. Give to the one who asks you, and do not turn away from the one who wants to borrow from you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Most Christians believe we should always &quot;turn the other cheek&quot;. But, what if the situation is becoming abusive? Does Jesus advocate for victims to swallow their pride and security in order to be in compliance with this biblical principle? While I do think we should hold loosely to our possessions, our pride and our self-image, I think there is a line between abuse and grace. Although grace should abound, abuse should not.  Sometimes the best thing that I can do as a Christian is to stand up for those who cannot stand up for themselves. Which leads me to think &quot; which do I defend more often: my rights or the rights of others?&quot;</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/02/be-defender.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-126625493252690435</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Feb 2011 01:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-14T17:07:18.413-08:00</atom:updated><title>The beauty that emerges</title><description>I&#39;ve been reflecting on a couple of songs lately. One is sung by a non-christian, struggling with the pain after a bad relationship. The other, sung by a Christian, also dealing with the pain of repentance. Both artists are similar in age and appearance, and both were named breakout artists of 2010, in their respective genres. &lt;br /&gt;
Look closely at the lyrics. &lt;br /&gt;
They are similar in subject matter, but have one main difference.&lt;br /&gt;
The difference is hope.&lt;br /&gt;
The first struggles to survive and triumph over her pain. the second, suffers but for a moment, but knows beauty will eventually emerge. &lt;br /&gt;
Where are you? Are you struggling to triumph, or do you know the pain last for a moment, and beauty will eventually emerge?&lt;br /&gt;
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Jar of hearts by Christina Perri&lt;br /&gt;
I know I can&#39;t take one more step towards you&lt;br /&gt;
Cause all that&#39;s waiting is regret&lt;br /&gt;
And don&#39;t you know I&#39;m not your ghost anymore&lt;br /&gt;
You lost the love I loved the most&lt;br /&gt;
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I learned to live half alive&lt;br /&gt;
And now you want me one more time&lt;br /&gt;
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And who do you think you are&lt;br /&gt;
Running &#39;round leaving scars&lt;br /&gt;
Collecting your jar of hearts&lt;br /&gt;
And tearing love apart&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;re gonna catch a cold&lt;br /&gt;
From the ice inside your soul&lt;br /&gt;
So don&#39;t come back for me&lt;br /&gt;
Who do you think you are&lt;br /&gt;
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I hear you&#39;re asking all around&lt;br /&gt;
If I am anywhere to be found&lt;br /&gt;
But I have grown too strong&lt;br /&gt;
To ever fall back in your arms&lt;br /&gt;
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And learn to live half alive&lt;br /&gt;
And now you want me one more time&lt;br /&gt;
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And who do you think you are&lt;br /&gt;
Running &#39;round leaving scars&lt;br /&gt;
Collecting your jar of hearts&lt;br /&gt;
And tearing love apart&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;re gonna catch a cold&lt;br /&gt;
From the ice inside your soul&lt;br /&gt;
So don&#39;t come back for me&lt;br /&gt;
Who do you think you are&lt;br /&gt;
Dear, it took so long just to feel alright&lt;br /&gt;
Remember how to put back the light in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;
I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed&lt;br /&gt;
Cause you broke all your promises&lt;br /&gt;
And now you&#39;re back&lt;br /&gt;
You don&#39;t get to get me back&lt;br /&gt;
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And who do you think you are&lt;br /&gt;
Running &#39;round leaving scars&lt;br /&gt;
Collecting your jar of hearts&lt;br /&gt;
And tearing love apart&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;re gonna catch a cold&lt;br /&gt;
From the ice inside your soul&lt;br /&gt;
So don&#39;t come back for me&lt;br /&gt;
Don&#39;t come back at all&lt;br /&gt;
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And who do you think you are&lt;br /&gt;
Running &#39;round leaving scars&lt;br /&gt;
Collecting your jar of hearts&lt;br /&gt;
And tearing love apart&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;re gonna catch a cold&lt;br /&gt;
From the ice inside your soul&lt;br /&gt;
Don&#39;t come back for me&lt;br /&gt;
Don&#39;t come back at all&lt;br /&gt;
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Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;
Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;
Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;
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Show Me by Audrey Assad&lt;br /&gt;
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You could plant me like a tree beside a river&lt;br /&gt;
You could tangle me in soil and let my roots run wild&lt;br /&gt;
And I would blossom like a flower in the desert&lt;br /&gt;
But for now just let me cry&lt;br /&gt;
You could raise me like a banner in a battle&lt;br /&gt;
Put victory like a fire behind my shining eyes&lt;br /&gt;
I would drift like falling snow over the embers&lt;br /&gt;
But for now just let me lie&lt;br /&gt;
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Bind up these broken bones&lt;br /&gt;
Mercy bend and breathe me back to life&lt;br /&gt;
But not before You show me how to die&lt;br /&gt;
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Set me like a star before the morning&lt;br /&gt;
Like a song that steals the darkness from a world asleep&lt;br /&gt;
And I’ll illuminate the path You’ve laid before me&lt;br /&gt;
But for now just let me be&lt;br /&gt;
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Let me go like a leaf upon the water&lt;br /&gt;
Let me brave the wild currents flowing to the sea&lt;br /&gt;
And I will disappear into a deeper beauty&lt;br /&gt;
But for now just stay with me&lt;br /&gt;
God for now just stay with me</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/02/beauty-that-emerges.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-2235237889915359420</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Feb 2011 23:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-02T15:34:27.362-08:00</atom:updated><title>What&#39;s on your Playlist?</title><description>I have heard this question answered on itunes and other music websites. Anyone who owns an i-pod knows this refers to what music is being played the most and the most readily available- the music that resonates, illuminates and changes their lives. &lt;br /&gt;
Now, think about this word in terms of what is going on in your head. What thoughts, positive or negative, are changing your life? What messages are &quot;playing&quot; in your head on a regular basis? Are they rooted in the truth of scripture, or are they the subtle work of the enemy? Are those thoughts, and ultimate feelings and actions, changing you life in a good way or a bad way?&lt;br /&gt;
The bible says to &quot;be transformed the the renewing of you minds...&quot; This is for good reason. Change your &quot;playlist&quot; to Scripture verses. Recitation of Scripture will change your life(and your heart) for the better. Change starts in the head. It ends in the heart. &lt;br /&gt;
What&#39;s on your playlist?</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/02/whats-on-your-playlist.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-4720560778666785370</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Jan 2011 23:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-27T15:57:34.019-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Verdict is in... for real</title><description>At long last I have finally spoken to the publisher. For those of you who have kept up with my ongoing saga, I&#39;m sure you are waiting in suspense I have been for so many months.So, I won&#39;t keep you waiting anymore.  Bottom line: &lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s a no.&lt;br /&gt;
However, I came away very encouraged. &lt;br /&gt;
Why?&lt;br /&gt;
She began the conversation apologizing for the long wait, which I graciously accepted. Then, she proceeded to go page by page critiquing my work. She told my about my wording on some things that were confusing to her or needed to be rephrased. She also asked me to define my audience more clearly, and that would help with some of the words that I used.  She also told me some ideas and paragraphs that she thought were stellar. After a half hour long conversation, I asked her the question burning in my mind: Where do we stand now?&lt;br /&gt;
She said 5 years ago she could take new authors like myself and take them under her wing and give them the start in the publishing business. She said they don&#39;t do that anymore. Therefore, there was nothing more her and I could talk about because I don&#39;t have the large platform they look for (authors like Francis Chan speak to hundreds of thousands of people and I don&#39;t have the same exposure). But she said, if I would like, she could take a look at my revisions and give her opinion on them. She also asked me if I had sent it to anyone else and when I replied no, she said make sure I keep pursuing it. She said I have something to say and that if I frame it in a tighter way, I could have something that could be published. &lt;br /&gt;
She also gave me a list of freelance editors that she knows that I could use. She encouraged me to return to the same conference I attended when I saw her (She Speaks)and re-pitch the second draft to another publisher. She became so engaged with my testimony about my parents that she actually asked me how my relationship was with them. So, I guess I left her wanting more, which is the goal of any author. &lt;br /&gt;
Overall, I walked away more encouraged. When she sent the list of editors in an e-mail, she thanked me for my listening ear and said it bodes well for my writing, and said I had a lot of good ideas and passion about my topic and hoped I was willing and able to pursue my manuscript. &lt;br /&gt;
Please keep praying as I consider what to do next: self- publish, return to a conference or give it to Zondervan publishing, who invited me to send a proposal when I met with them last year.</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/01/verdict-is-in-for-real.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-8200691528555404419</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Jan 2011 01:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-26T17:29:41.223-08:00</atom:updated><title>I need your help!</title><description>I need your help!&lt;br /&gt;
Please pray- I just received an e-mail from the publisher who said she reviewed my proposal. she said she would rather speak to me over the phone about it than write an e-mail. She is calling me at some point tomorrow. Please pray:&lt;br /&gt;
1) That the idea is still workable even if she is returning it to me to make changes&lt;br /&gt;
2) If this isn&#39;t the best idea, that I could pitch her my original idea&quot; Becoming the disciple Whom Jesus Loved&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
3) That god would keep the door open in some way if this is returned to me&lt;br /&gt;
Thanks to all who have prayed fro me thus far and cared enough to follow up- it means a lot. &lt;br /&gt;
I could use your support one more time....</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-need-your-help.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-5994236410238953988</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2011 22:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-25T14:41:58.463-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Still Small Voice</title><description>Don&#39;t you wish God would just tell us what he wanted for our lives? &lt;br /&gt;
Don&#39;t you wish He just used a megaphone?&lt;br /&gt;
Or write it in hieroglyphics on the wall?&lt;br /&gt;
Why does He instead choose to use a still, small voice instead?&lt;br /&gt;
Does He choose to use the quiet because they don&#39;t normally get the attention for being so loud?&lt;br /&gt;
Does it take more faith to meander about, clinging onto God to help navigate through the darkness?&lt;br /&gt;
Does it take less faith to simply follow a shout?&lt;br /&gt;
Which are you following, the shout of the crowd, or the still small voice of the Holy Spirit?</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/01/still-small-voice.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-5224391161265121939</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2011 00:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-21T16:06:15.533-08:00</atom:updated><title>Drunk Monkeys</title><description>I was just watching on TV a study that they have done on monkeys and they have observed that monkeys have the same drinking patterns as humans. But not just any drink, I mean alcohol. they said 20% of the monkeys they studied drank too much and after investigating their brain, saw that they were losing their mind ( or brain mass) after excessive drinking. Although I initially questioned why we have this much time on our hands to be studying drunk monkeys, I further questioned what this tells us as humans who live in a society where drinking is not just accepted, but in some cases abused, particularly those who are too young to drink it. Does this mean we need to craft new laws to prevent people from abusing this, or merely educate students from a young ages about alcohol&#39;s potentially hazardous effects? Either way, I guess it shouldn&#39;t shock us as a nation anymore when we flip on the news and see people under the influence acting like &quot;animals&quot;...</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/01/drunk-monkeys.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-57492682783008278</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2011 01:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-20T17:39:18.375-08:00</atom:updated><title>Winter Snow</title><description>As we approach the possibility of yet another snowstorm, I could think about the inconvenience of poor driving conditions, another day off for the kids or the mounds of black ice I have to ship off the front stoop. Or, I can think about the beautiful way God provides again for His creation. I hope you will reflect on these lyrics by Audrey Assad&#39;s song &quot; Winter Snow&quot; the next time snow falls on your windowpane.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Could&#39;ve come like a mighty storm&lt;br /&gt;
With all the strength of a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;
You could&#39;ve come like a forest fire&lt;br /&gt;
With the power of Heaven in Your flame&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But You came like a winter snow&lt;br /&gt;
Quiet and soft and slow&lt;br /&gt;
Falling from the sky in the night&lt;br /&gt;
To the earth below&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You could&#39;ve swept in like a tidal wave&lt;br /&gt;
Or an ocean to ravish our hearts&lt;br /&gt;
You could have come through like a roaring flood&lt;br /&gt;
To wipe away the things we&#39;ve scarred&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But You came like a winter snow, yes, You did&lt;br /&gt;
You were quiet, You were soft and slow&lt;br /&gt;
Falling from the sky in the night&lt;br /&gt;
To the earth below&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ooh no, Your voice wasn&#39;t in a bush burning&lt;br /&gt;
No, Your voice wasn&#39;t in a rushing wind&lt;br /&gt;
It was still, it was small, it was hidden&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, You came like a winter snow&lt;br /&gt;
Quiet and soft and slow&lt;br /&gt;
Falling from the sky in the night&lt;br /&gt;
To the earth below&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Falling, oh yeah, to the earth below&lt;br /&gt;
You came falling from the sky in the night&lt;br /&gt;
To the earth below</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/01/winter-snow.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-4786734840740584955</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Jan 2011 00:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-17T16:30:35.995-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Quality of Discipleship</title><description>I was reading Matthew the other day and I came across this passage in Matthew 4:12-17:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;When Jesus heard that John had been put in prison, he withdrew to Galilee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;Leaving Nazareth, he went and lived in Capernaum, which was by the lake in the area of Zebulun and Naphtali—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;to fulfill what was said through the prophet Isaiah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;“Land of Zebulun and land of Naphtali,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;the Way of the Sea, beyond the Jordan,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Galilee of the Gentiles—&lt;br /&gt;
the people living in darkness&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;have seen a great light;&lt;br /&gt;
on those living in the land of the shadow of death&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;a light has dawned.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;From that time on Jesus began to preach,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&quot;woj&quot;&gt;“Repent, for the kingdom of heaven has come near.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This made me stop and take notice. I really see Christ&#39;s humility yet again in this verse. He was willing to lower himself to value John&#39;s example so much that he continued on the tradition of preaching his message.&lt;br /&gt;
It also speaks to John&#39;s example that his faithfulness in preaching made even the son of God sit up and take notice.&lt;br /&gt;
This made me think &quot;Are there people in my life whose example is so exemplary that I would want to take over their ministry after they are gone?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Can you think of anyone?&lt;br /&gt;
What does this say about the quality of our commitment to discipleship?</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/01/quality-of-discipleship.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-3630593280186917506</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Jan 2011 23:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-13T15:54:53.378-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Verdict is In</title><description>Well, the verdict is in on my book proposal.&lt;br /&gt;
I finally got the courage to contact the publisher that has my book proposal. She got back to me and said...&lt;br /&gt;
She never looked at it! Apparently it &quot;got by her&quot; and she printed it off and is going to look at it in the next few weeks.....&lt;br /&gt;
So, I guess it is back to waiting......</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/01/verdict-is-in.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-4686326748677990504</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Jan 2011 01:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-12T17:55:25.086-08:00</atom:updated><title>Even Something Quiet Can Do a Lot of Damage</title><description>How is it that something so quiet can cause so much damage? I woke up this morning to find close to a foot of snow on the ground and my family and I snowed in for the day. It could have been worse, but we enjoyed the day watching movies and playing games. At best for me it was a much enjoyed day off.&lt;br /&gt;
But, isn&#39;t it the same in our spiritual lives too? The visible or things we do to others do damage to our relationships with God, but doesn&#39;t it seem like those that are unspoken of and unseen do just as much harm? The self deprecating thoughts and beliefs that exist in our minds and hearts do just as much to alienate us from God&#39;s unending and unfailing love. &quot;For out of the heart the mouth speaks...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
What unspoken and unseen sins keep you from basking in God&#39;s love?</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/01/even-something-quiet-can-do-lot-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-8567434841157883097</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Jan 2011 01:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-10T17:05:55.283-08:00</atom:updated><title>Don&#39;t confuse Cliques for Community</title><description>If you feel included while others are excluded, you don&#39;t have true community.&lt;br /&gt;
If you hang out with the same people, and never venture out to meet new ones, you don&#39;t have community.&lt;br /&gt;
If you haven&#39;t met an immediate need in among the members of your congregation, you don&#39;t have community.&lt;br /&gt;
If you are more concerned with the hobbies and life circumstances that bond you as opposed to your love for Christ, you don&#39;t have community.&lt;br /&gt;
If your church has cliques, it doesn&#39;t have community.&lt;br /&gt;
If you and the others in your fellowship would give your lives for a saving knowledge of Christ, then there is community.&lt;br /&gt;
If you can&#39;t NOT be among other believers, you have experienced true community.&lt;br /&gt;
If you can&#39;t figure out who among the people you having out with the most loves God more, then you have community.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&quot;They devoted themselves to the apostles’ teaching and to fellowship, to the breaking of bread and to prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;Everyone was filled with awe at the many wonders and signs performed by the apostles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;All the believers were together and had everything in common.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;They sold property and possessions to give to anyone who had need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;Every day they continued to meet together in the temple courts. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;praising God and enjoying the favor of all the people. And the Lord added to their number daily those who were being saved&quot; ( Acts 2:42-47).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;This is true community.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/01/dont-confuse-cliques-for-community.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-1062635370261125862</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Jan 2011 01:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-05T17:06:21.791-08:00</atom:updated><title>All the World is an Act</title><description>I just heard a quote on a television show that said &quot;all the world is an act.&quot; It made me think How many of us try to be someone we are not?&lt;br /&gt;
Do we allow the perceptions of others to affect how we think and act or are we true to ourselves and who God has made us to be?&lt;br /&gt;
I am reminded of the verse that says &quot;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;Then we will no longer be infants,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;tossed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;back and forth by the waves, and blown here and there by every&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;wind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;of teaching and by the cunning and craftiness of people in their deceitful scheming.&quot; (Ephesians 4:14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;I think part of spiritual maturity means trading in the preoccupation with what others think for the assurance that God loves you just the way you are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/01/all-world-is-act.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-6664154556573297481</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2011 01:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-03T17:15:47.590-08:00</atom:updated><title>Prepare for the Rain</title><description>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;&quot;&gt;I was watching the movie Facing the Giants and my favorite scene is when one of the teachers at the school comes to the football coach and tells him this parable:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;&quot;&gt;&quot;Two farmers desperately needed rain for their fields, and both prayed for it. But only one prepared his fields to receive it. Which one do you think expected God to send rain? Which one are you?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I love it because it just shows me how beautiful the body of Christ can be when He is willing to be used by God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;&quot;&gt;But, ask yourself this question: how often do i hear from God? If I do, how often have I been willing to do or say whatever you think God is telling you to? &amp;nbsp;Do I prepare myself to hear from Him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;&quot;&gt;What is God saying to you today?&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2011/01/prepare-for-rain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-5920016177806238586</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Dec 2010 01:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-28T17:07:48.733-08:00</atom:updated><title>Redeeming that which is Lost</title><description>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: grey; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I came across this quote on Facebook, and wanted you, dear reader, to think about its significance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: grey; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;Many, in seeking to discern right from wrong, inadvertently become judgmental&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: grey; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: grey; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot; style=&quot;display: inline;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;toward other people. Yes, we need to discern sin, but we must also discern how to represent Christ in seeking redemption. Thus, our first reaction should be intercession. As John wrote, we are to &quot;ask and God will for him give life to those who commit sin . . .&quot; (1 John 5:16). God does not want us to be judgmental, but prayer-mental.&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: grey; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot; style=&quot;display: inline;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I thought it was an accurately biblical response to how we treat those in our fellowship and those who are not. i think too often we think we can turn away from that which we believe is sin. Although i would never advocate someone to become steeped in sin, but Jesus never turned away from having fellowship with that which is sinful. Take the temptation by Satan for example. Or the passage in the Old Testament where Satan is allowed to approach God&#39;s throne and petition him, as depicted in Job. We want so easily to point the finger at someone and label them as a false teacher, yet Jesus calls us to redeem that which is lost.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: grey; font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot; style=&quot;display: inline;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;How does this quote change how you will strive to redeem that which is lost in the future?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2010/12/redeeming-that-which-is-lost.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-3645574817123332870</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Dec 2010 00:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-22T16:22:13.529-08:00</atom:updated><title>Better to Give than to Receive</title><description>Many times as a child i heard these words&quot; It is better to give than to receive.&quot; I never believed them, because the anticipation of Christmas Day overshadowed any gift I picked out at the church bazzarr. But, not I understand,it really is more about the joy of giving than receiving during the Christmas season.&lt;br /&gt;
I know I have gotten way more joy wrapping little surprises for my kids on Christmas morning, or helping out a co worker who has no money for gifts, or giving a token of appreciation to the women at the local shop that I see throughout the year than on any gift that come wrapped under the tree. Perhaps because Isaiah 58:10-11 speaks on this topic:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;If you do away with the yoke of oppression,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;with the pointing finger and malicious talk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;and if you spend yourselves in behalf of the hungry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and satisfy the needs of the oppressed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;then your light will rise in the darkness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and your night will become like the noonday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;The LORD will guide you always;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and will strengthen your frame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;You will be like a well-watered garden,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; like a spring whose waters never fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Charis SIL&#39;, charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, the joy lies more in the giving than in the receiving. After all, didn&#39;t God give us His son?</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2010/12/better-to-give-than-to-receive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-8718747588527171849</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Dec 2010 01:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-15T17:32:59.709-08:00</atom:updated><title>Jesus&#39; Christmas Letter to You</title><description>My husband received this from a worker at a local coffee shop. it was so powerful, I had to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Letter from Jesus about Christmas&lt;br /&gt;
It has come to my attention that many of you are upset that folks are taking My name out of the season.&lt;br /&gt;
How I personally feel about this celebration can probably most be understood by those of you who have been blessed with children of your own, I don&#39;t care what you call the say. If you want to celebrate My birth, just get along and love one another.&lt;br /&gt;
now, having said that let me go on. If it bothers you that the town in which you live doesn&#39;t allow a scene depicting my birth, then just get rid of a couple of Santas and snowmen and put a small nativity scene in your own front lawn. If all my follower did that there wouldn&#39;t be any need for such a scene on the town square because there would be many of them all around town.&lt;br /&gt;
Stop worrying about the fact that there are people calling the tree a holiday tree, instead of a Christmas tree. It was I who made the trees. you can remember me anytime you see any tree. decorate a grape vine if you wish. i actually spoke of that one in a teaching, explaining who I am in in relation to you and what each of our tasks were. If you have forgotten that one, look it up John 15:1-8. And please, quit complaining about Xmas- remember the fish symbol early Christians used to interact with others. Xmas can actually be a conversation starter since it tells so much &amp;nbsp;about me. IXOYE, Jesus Christ God&#39;s Son, Savior! It&#39;s not taking Christ out of Christmas, just including my name in another way!&lt;br /&gt;
If you want to give me a present in remembrance of my birth here is my wish list. Choose something from it:&lt;br /&gt;
1. Instead of writing protest letters objecting to the way my birthday is being celebrated, write letters of love and hope to soldiers away from home. They are terribly afraid and lonely this time of year. I know, they tell me all the time.&lt;br /&gt;
2. Visit someone in a nursing home. You don&#39;t have to know them personally. They just need to know that someone cares about them.&lt;br /&gt;
3. Instead of writing the president complaining about the wording on the cards his staff sent out this year, why don&#39;t you write and tell him you are praying for him and his family this year. Then follow up... It will be nice hearing from you again.&lt;br /&gt;
4. Instead of giving your children a lot of gifts toy can&#39;t afford and they don&#39;t need, spend time with them. Tell them the story of my birth, and why I came to live with you down here. Hold them in your arms and remind them that I love them.&lt;br /&gt;
5. Pick someone that has hurt you in the past and forgive him or her.&lt;br /&gt;
6. Did you know that someone in your town will attempt to take their own life this season because they feel so alone and hopeless? Since you don&#39;t know who that person is, try giving everyone you meet a warm smile; it could make the difference.&lt;br /&gt;
7. Instead of nit picking about what the retailer in your town calls the holiday season, be patient with the people who work there. Give them a warm smile and a kind word. even if they aren&#39;t allowed to wish you a &quot;merry Christmas&quot; that doesn&#39;t keep you from wishing them one. Then stop shopping there in Sunday. If the store didn&#39;t make so much money on that day they&#39;d close and let their employees spend the day with their families.&lt;br /&gt;
8. If you really want to make a difference, support a missionary- especially one that takes my love and good news to those who have never heard of my name.&lt;br /&gt;
9. Here&#39;s a good one. There are individuals and whole families in your town who not only will have no Christmas tree but neither will they have any presents to give or receive. If you don&#39;t know them, buy dome food and a few gifts and give them to a Salvation army or some other charity which believes in me and they will make the delivery for you.&lt;br /&gt;
10. Finally, if you want to make a statement about your belief and loyalty to me, then behave like a christian. Don&#39;t do things in secret that you wouldn&#39;t do in my presence. Let people know by your actions that you are one if mine.&lt;br /&gt;
Don&#39;t forget; i am God and can take care of myself. Just love me and do what I have told you to do. I&#39;ll take care of all the rest. Check out the list above and get to work. time is short. I&#39;ll help but the ball is now in your court. And do have a most blessed Christmas with all those whom you love and remember.&lt;br /&gt;
I love you,&lt;br /&gt;
Jesus.</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2010/12/jesus-christmas-letter-to-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1216636938815019954.post-9216453853801458235</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Dec 2010 02:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-13T18:25:43.458-08:00</atom:updated><title>Love You to Death</title><description>I was just watching the show Intervention on A and E, and was struck by a statement one of the parents said to their daughter who was struggling with an eating disorder. She said &quot;It is not my job to love you to death.&quot; It is interesting to think about in terms of the Christian walk. I have always had difficulty understanding why grace and Christlike character are characterized by non-confrontative encounters and random niceties, as if merely being a nice person is enough to further the gospel. 1 timothy 5:20 says &quot;Those who sin should be rebuked publicly, so that the others may take warning.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Please don&#39;t misunderstand me. I &#39;m not saying we drag every congregation member in front of the church so that we can throw stones at them. But, I do think we seriously downplay the role of the church in our lives. Sin affects a community, if it is functioning the way it was intended. We should all be in prayer for one another and helping each other &quot;spur one another on toward love and good deeds.&quot; If we are not close enough to each other to be able to speak&lt;br /&gt;
into each others&#39; lives, we are doing ourselves a disservice.Confrontation does have its place within the church body. Every time we don&#39;t gently correct each other in love, we are actually not bringing life, but death. Confrontation, if done in the right context, creates love. Love creates character. &amp;nbsp;Love creates new life in Christ.</description><link>http://mslazurek.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-you-to-death.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Michelle S. Lazurek)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>