<?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-2014464867083364119</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 01 Nov 2024 10:42:38 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>God</category><category>Daddy</category><category>Direction</category><category>Father</category><category>Listening</category><category>Love</category><category>Matthew</category><category>Need</category><category>Peace</category><category>Plan</category><category>Servant</category><category>Trust</category><category>Tuesday</category><category>Wednesday</category><category>accomplish</category><category>awe</category><category>intentions</category><category>joy</category><category>list</category><category>opportunities</category><category>overwhelmed</category><category>refine</category><category>rehearsing</category><category>to do</category><category>urgent</category><category>walk</category><category>yoke</category><title>My Words Are Not My Own</title><description>Lord, use me to be a light for You in this dark world...use me as a tool to show people how deep Your love is for them and how very real You are...</description><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-1347472543973268597</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Jan 2015 00:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T18:11:15.281-06:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">It has been over a year that I have been locked out of this account......hallelujah!!! I got in! I got in!
Here we go yo! So excited right now!</atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2015/01/it-has-been-over-year-that-i-have-been.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-5952622281416520375</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Jan 2014 16:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-01-15T10:35:43.070-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">accomplish</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">awe</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Daddy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Father</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">God</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">intentions</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">list</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Matthew</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">opportunities</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">overwhelmed</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">refine</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rehearsing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">to do</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Tuesday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">urgent</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">walk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wednesday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">yoke</category><title>Tuesday is the New Wednesday</title><atom:summary type="text">Let me just start by saying this, I am a list girl! Boy, that statement is such an admission, and will hopefully make some sense in a few moments.


A friend made this comment on a facebook post today, Wednesday is the new Tuesday. It was pretty funny in the context of the conversation, but it sank deeper into my spirit.
How many times do I get up with the intention of getting all of these things</atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2014/01/tuesday-is-new-wednesday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-6313730539507513517</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jan 2014 15:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-01-09T09:54:12.995-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Direction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">God</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Listening</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Need</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Peace</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Plan</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Servant</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Trust</category><title>I Have a Plan for You</title><atom:summary type="text">

Last night, something happened in my world that really shook it. I
mean, it just really drove a stake in my heart and the only, and I
mean only thing I could do, was fall on my face before my Daddy. I
went to bed feeling totally deflated, totally unworthy of being in a
relationship, totally unworthy of kingdom work, just really letting
the lies of satan fall upon my heart and really feeling as </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2014/01/i-have-plan-for-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-223732687311137826</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Aug 2013 04:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-08-20T23:32:28.418-05:00</atom:updated><title>Words....</title><atom:summary type="text">I know I have written about this at some time or another, but today I just keep thinking about words. The words we speak over others. The words we speak into situations. The words we write (cuz you know if we don&#39;t say them they aren&#39;t as powerful, right). The words we think.
I have someone in my life that addresses my little ones as princes, sometimes kings. I have been paying attention to the </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2013/08/words.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-1493847596326134645</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Aug 2013 04:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-08-20T23:30:28.187-05:00</atom:updated><title>Smoke Free in the Fire Zone</title><atom:summary type="text">Daniel 26-30
&quot;Then Nebuchadnezzar came near to the door of the burning fiery furnace; he declared, &quot;Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, servants of the Most High God, come out, and come here!&quot; Then Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego came out of the fire. And the satraps, the prefects, the governors, and the king&#39;s counselors gathered together and saw that the fire had not had any power over the bodies </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2013/08/smoke-free-in-fire-zone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-4153496650815559027</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Apr 2013 00:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-10T19:22:14.990-05:00</atom:updated><title>martha world</title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him. She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord&#39;s feet listening to what he said. But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to him and asked, &quot;Lord, don&#39;t you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!&quot; &#39;</atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2013/04/martha-world.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-1548269946670236586</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Apr 2013 00:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-10T19:16:11.390-05:00</atom:updated><title>Today...</title><atom:summary type="text">So I haven&#39;t written in quite some time and today it occured to me that I really miss it. I began this blogging journey primarily as a journal, and somewhere along the way abandoned that notion.
So, beginning right now, I am going to begin again. I am going to try to get on once a day if for no other reason than to journal my prayers and thoughts.
God has really been working in my life and things</atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2013/04/today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-5063896466949134100</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2012 17:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-08-27T12:08:43.757-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Rock</title><atom:summary type="text">(I just found this in my draft folder. Thought it had published several months ago...so here it is.)

The last couple of weeks have been trying for me. So many things have been tossed in my path, some great but others were really set out there to make me stumble. It seemed that with each thing that hung me up, the easier it was to trip me up over the next thing. Like, with each stone that I </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2012/08/the-rock.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNKpBMzNx6_AYb9GkswTun0K8wGE9UhgL11ZGY1VtlenoTivfBZ7SJw9Vlp8eB_Z4TwdB-jMm9bAnH6muOHR_BbPgjpRZz1lvC3uYAr9Ovf8O8v5BZB6b7xBOv3xYxYP6_gEzzANA-h2k/s72-c/A_Foundation_Of_Jesus.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-571989743113895911</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2012 16:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-08-27T11:36:30.919-05:00</atom:updated><title>Change</title><atom:summary type="text">
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I don&#39;t know about you, but I so long to be that person! I want people to look at me in the middle of a battle and still see patience, strength and </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2012/06/have-you-ever-met-person-that-just.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-5177889604108794521</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Jun 2012 01:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-06-11T20:28:29.785-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;See, God has come to save me. I will trust in Him and not be afraid. The Lord God is my strength and my song; He has given me victory.&quot; Isaiah 12:2 (NLT)

&quot;So letting your sinful nature control your mind leads to death. But letting the Spirit control your mind leads to life and peace.&quot; Romans 8:6 (NLT)

The last few months I have been struggling with memory loss, word confusion and many other </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2012/06/see-god-has-come-to-save-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-1118803759199133489</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2011 20:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-20T14:13:35.397-06:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">Have you ever been in the middle of a storm? I don&#39;t mean just your average run of the mill rainstorm here. I am talkin&#39; bout that storm that is so violent you can&#39;t see through the raindrops because there are so many and they are so fast and furious. I am talkin&#39; bout the storm that creates waves that you know are gonna knock you right out of that boat you are in. The kind of storm that shoots </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2011/12/have-you-ever-been-in-middle-of-storm-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-3465612737830633831</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Aug 2011 02:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-09T21:18:46.186-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Camel&#39;s Knees</title><atom:summary type="text">The Lord has been directing me to the book of James this week. Though only 5 chapters long, it is a very powerful book! It is a book that calls me to action! There are so many lessons to be learned in this book....don&#39;t just talk the talk, walk the walk; if you speak it, let your actions reflect it; if you are a leader you will be judged harsher than someone else; one&#39;s motives must be pure; </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2011/08/camels-knees.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj61Af2emH3GhzEyNTUP_S9NV12M_N_3R98RgF0Dr0GxUzAv84tsYrxXLKxA3XWBOog3zP-P7NmPII6XKuWmNVpz_Ct4Ht7M2sIf0NSf9hjiDwtR-2MqhVlkmcjYUHpBV_uKmvGC9uOHqE/s72-c/camel9.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-1707267888773249190</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2011 15:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-25T09:31:54.079-06:00</atom:updated><title>Change your clothes!!</title><atom:summary type="text">So, I really feel like I just need to share this with you today. It is so empowering and God&#39;s love is so amazing. But I think we, at least I, sometimes forget that the power of the Holy Spirit is within us. We have only to ask and He is right here to guide, help, comfort, teach, and so much more.

The thing that stood out to me more than anything today, though, is that it is up to me to put on </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2011/02/change-your-clothes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-3191268668615026026</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Feb 2011 19:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-06T13:58:56.075-06:00</atom:updated><title>so refreshing</title><atom:summary type="text">

Ahhhh! 
I was feeling really stir crazy, so I bundled up and headed outside. It was wonderful! The snow was coming down....there were mounds of snow all over the place. I just walked and talked to Dad and really just felt so much stress leave me. The cold air is so refreshing and the sunshine reflecting off the snow so beautiful! I don&#39;t know, there is just something about being out in nature </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-refreshing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGFSL1haq3L3oZsc7KBLV2Grn8AKe3T8gvVJAG8nthjni2yAf0GgHwWPLmfxKIJAJtSgaI1VVMyocvioz2Fu7pS22biNEMsz-3ubkpU1u7BtoNGLA9NuXhbWjCx328cyGrJXDP8vnBv6M/s72-c/181971_10150134975655446_554835445_8478210_5222135_s.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-6267694172699214428</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Feb 2011 15:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-06T09:57:00.141-06:00</atom:updated><title>Momma said there&#39;d be days like this....</title><atom:summary type="text">Ugh! That is all I can say about this day thus far. But......I know that Jesus has promised better for me. I know that Jesus has already won this situation and there is victory in His Name that brings all glory to Him. 
My normal response to this type of morning would have been to just start comforting myself with food....and not necessarily food that is good for me. I would have just started a </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2011/02/momma-said-thered-be-days-like-this.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-7095714729926082498</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2011 21:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-29T15:59:44.971-06:00</atom:updated><title>Healed in the Name of Jesus!</title><atom:summary type="text">Last Saturday I was incredibly blessed. I was able to go to Carlinville to a seminar for one of my classes. I spent a wonderful day with Jesus loving people, and it was just incredible.
On my way home, I got a phone call from my daughter. She told me that my grandson was sick. She said that he told her that he started getting sick on Friday, but forgot to tell me. I called the doctor telling them</atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2011/01/healed-in-name-of-jesus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-6546041839967585219</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Jan 2011 21:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-29T15:30:54.786-06:00</atom:updated><title>$20 from Jesus</title><atom:summary type="text">I had the most incredible experience yesterday...
Our morning started off rushed. The boys and I just took too much cuddle time in the morning and then had to rush to get where we needed to be. In the process, I stuffed a $20 in my purse to stop and get gas on my way to work.
Well, I didn&#39;t end up stopping to get gas, I went straight to work. So, on the way to get the boys, my car started </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2011/01/20-from-jesus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-7053979060990097815</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Nov 2010 16:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-23T10:25:01.930-06:00</atom:updated><title>early morning conversation</title><atom:summary type="text">Don&#39;t you love it when you are in a deep sleep and you get woken up? I don&#39;t mean someone gently wakes you, or something outside stirs and so do you as you roll back over and your slumber continues. This is what happened to me this morning...

I was dreaming along, quite content to sleep until my alarm went off. Instead, God decided it was time for a Father/daughter chat. He began giving me </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2010/11/early-morning-conversation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-2039203330557673161</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Jul 2010 14:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-10T09:58:37.005-05:00</atom:updated><title>Thank You Jesus!</title><atom:summary type="text">So I get up this morning and all is well. It didn&#39;t stay that way for long. Through a chain of events, my mind quickly went to the &quot;why me&quot; state of mind. Thank You Jesus, it didn&#39;t stay there but for a minute or two, long enough to pick up my journal and go straight to my Dad. 
As quickly as I was asking the questions and putting them in print, He was answering me. It was like He wasn&#39;t for a </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2010/07/thank-you-jesus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-473564767241614671</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Apr 2010 20:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-26T15:26:59.653-05:00</atom:updated><title>the fence</title><atom:summary type="text">While on a drive yesterday, I was noticing the clouds. I took many pictures because they just so intrigued me. The sky was all fluffy and each little (or big) ball of fluff was unique, and layered over the next. Here and there was a beautiful patch of blue, just enough to remind me that there was something beyond the clouds. Just enough to remind me that even though the clouds appeared to be </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2010/04/fence.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-1391501792312322126</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Apr 2010 18:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-15T13:11:58.774-05:00</atom:updated><title>Preach the Good news</title><atom:summary type="text">Mark 16:15-18 (NIV) &quot;He said to them, &quot;Go into all the world and preach the good news to all creation. Whoever believes and is baptized will be saved, but whoever does not believe will be condemned. And these signs will accompany those who believe: In my name they will drive out demons; they will speak in new tongues; they will pick up snakes with their hands; and when they drink deadly poison, </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2010/04/preach-good-news.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-2517946697064525914</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2010 05:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-05T23:04:05.265-06:00</atom:updated><title>My place ...</title><atom:summary type="text">Ephesians 1:3-10(NIV)
&quot;Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in the heavenly realms with every spiritual blessing in Christ. For he chose us in him before the creation of the world to be holy and blameless in his sight. In love he predestined us to be adopted as his sons through Jesus Christ, in accordance with his pleasure and will-to the praise of his </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-place.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-9137831549602520285</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Jan 2010 15:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-25T09:22:05.540-06:00</atom:updated><title>New in Him</title><atom:summary type="text">I was recently at a retreat for the youth leaders at my church. Something happened to me there that I cannot even really explain. God really opened my heart and put on me such a passion, such a burden, such a love for our young people. I mean I had it before, but He like so intensified it that at moments it is hard to breathe over the longing for our children that I have in my heart. 
There was </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-in-him.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2014464867083364119.post-4297577608118270290</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Jan 2010 15:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-20T10:15:35.740-06:00</atom:updated><title>The Beautiful Man on the Horse</title><atom:summary type="text">I was in class last night, Synoptic Gospels, and we were going over the assigned chapter. Now, I had read this chapter and this did not come to me, but one of the students made a comment and I very quickly remembered a dream I had with a beautiful man on a white steed. I jotted a note to myself to find this dream, I remembered that I had written it somewhere. Then, class got so good that I </atom:summary><link>http://mywordsarenotmyown.blogspot.com/2010/01/beautiful-man-on-horse.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kimberly)</author></item></channel></rss>