<?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-3333825521431634292</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 01 Nov 2024 08:03:02 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>God</category><category>trust</category><category>Amen</category><category>Lord</category><category>Pray without ceasing</category><category>Psalms</category><category>abandon</category><category>adversaties</category><category>anger</category><category>believer</category><category>betray</category><category>comforting</category><category>concerns</category><category>defeat</category><category>devil</category><category>disappoint</category><category>dismiss</category><category>experience</category><category>fail</category><category>fault</category><category>feeling</category><category>footprints</category><category>gift</category><category>life</category><category>love</category><category>name</category><category>parents</category><category>partner</category><category>patience</category><category>peace</category><category>praise</category><category>prayer</category><category>problems</category><category>prosper</category><category>remember</category><category>repair</category><category>reward</category><category>save</category><category>share</category><category>spirit</category><category>thankful</category><category>thanks</category><category>victory</category><category>worry</category><title>Rivers &amp;amp; Crosses</title><description></description><link>http://riversandcrosses.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Myra)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333825521431634292.post-9100492741847655533</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Aug 2010 13:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-04T10:01:39.305-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pray without ceasing</category><title>God answers Prayers</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/%3Cp%3E%3Ca%20href=%22http://www.freedigitalphotos.net/images/view_photog.php?photogid=1058%22%3EImage:%20Arvind%20Balaraman%20/%20FreeDigitalPhotos.net%3C/a%3E%3C/p%3E&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirXE9HJttUqSbbmMgkbhvCTpto0aeuHcIWfRg19um54FySVe8iS350BEVJiEH9qKfa31EP7b48RDvAqvcVTPH7ZPKlmHPnEjQOojnjXilm9zQNBy_MrX-UkZtQsAx2xFABb9Q0-PyYoZk/s320/open+bible.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;goog_1999035869&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;goog_1999035870&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Many times we pray and pray hard for one thing or another, and nothing seems to happen. I have always been told to pray for what is best, not necessarily what I want. On the other hand, I have heard that if you want something, pray hard, pray with fervor and pray without ceasing. I do both, I pray for what I want, asking God if it is his will and I pray hard.&lt;br /&gt;
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God does answer prayers. Maybe not at the time you want, but he does answer them. Pray without ceasing, pray with fervor and trust that in God, all will workout and will be well. &lt;i&gt;Amen.&lt;/i&gt;</description><link>http://riversandcrosses.blogspot.com/2010/08/god-answers-prayers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Myra)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirXE9HJttUqSbbmMgkbhvCTpto0aeuHcIWfRg19um54FySVe8iS350BEVJiEH9qKfa31EP7b48RDvAqvcVTPH7ZPKlmHPnEjQOojnjXilm9zQNBy_MrX-UkZtQsAx2xFABb9Q0-PyYoZk/s72-c/open+bible.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333825521431634292.post-8718528171250716597</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 04:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-21T17:09:54.282-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thankful</category><title>Being Thankful</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.freedigitalphotos.net/&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirhBzWKR3l94WxE7lhVL3JZgCVeyRlXf-sOHQ0c861lpTsBi5iK8rG-DPV6RqqxAB6a0PYA65f4hs6BZdlFyrvGIN77L6nBTCYH0PVGYwNXFeWAa6Zzs0IrckEkMKC5_nMo_A25gMSihY/s320/photo_6658_20090602.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;It&#39;s so easy to get caught up in life, that sometimes we don&#39;t take time to be thankful. Right now, I am learning to be just that, thankful. Amen.</description><link>http://riversandcrosses.blogspot.com/2009/10/being-thankful.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Myra)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirhBzWKR3l94WxE7lhVL3JZgCVeyRlXf-sOHQ0c861lpTsBi5iK8rG-DPV6RqqxAB6a0PYA65f4hs6BZdlFyrvGIN77L6nBTCYH0PVGYwNXFeWAa6Zzs0IrckEkMKC5_nMo_A25gMSihY/s72-c/photo_6658_20090602.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333825521431634292.post-8041627550845620049</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Oct 2009 17:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-07T13:52:44.913-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">comforting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">God</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">name</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">remember</category><title>He Knows my Name</title><description>There are many times when I think that God has forgotten me and doesn&#39;t even remember my name. It is comforting to know that in those very quiet, still moments, when there doesn&#39;t seem to be anything going on, God not only remembers me, he knows me and even knows what is going to happen before me and has set the way for me.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;He Knows My Name - Tommy Walker&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/%3Cobject%20width=%22445%22%20height=%22364%22%3E%3Cparam%20name=%22movie%22%20value=%22http://www.youtube.com/v/xkw3a4raWfg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1%22%3E%3C/param%3E%3Cparam%20name=%22allowFullScreen%22%20value=%22true%22%3E%3C/param%3E%3Cparam%20name=%22allowscriptaccess%22%20value=%22always%22%3E%3C/param%3E%3Cembed%20src=%22http://www.youtube.com/v/xkw3a4raWfg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1%22%20type=%22application/x-shockwave-flash%22%20allowscriptaccess=%22always%22%20allowfullscreen=%22true%22%20width=%22445%22%20height=%22364%22%3E%3C/embed%3E%3C/object%3E&quot;&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;364&quot; width=&quot;445&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/xkw3a4raWfg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/xkw3a4raWfg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;445&quot; height=&quot;364&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://riversandcrosses.blogspot.com/2009/10/he-knows-my-name.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Myra)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333825521431634292.post-4148232758826695913</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Sep 2009 00:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-25T20:41:41.662-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">betray</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dismiss</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">experience</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">feeling</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">God</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">share</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">trust</category><title>When the Enemy is your Friend</title><description>There is nothing more devastating than to find that someone who you trusted and confided with has betrayed you. To have that feeling of trust broken, no words can explain how it feels. Having experiences that you shared, being dismissed like yesterday&#39;s news. Having your feelings tossed aside as being unimportant and irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;
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God says when you are being attacked, look to Him and He will be your help.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Surely God is my help; the Lord is the one who sustains me. Let evil recoil on those who slander me; in your faithfulness destroy them. &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Psalms 54, v.4-5, NIV &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</description><link>http://riversandcrosses.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-enemy-is-your-friend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Myra)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333825521431634292.post-7789839435566731029</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 05:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-24T01:06:55.021-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">adversaties</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Amen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">believer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">God</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><title>Getting through it</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.google.ca/imgres?imgurl=http://www.freefoto.com/images/05/08/05_08_5---Cross-on-a-Hill_web.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.freefoto.com/preview/05-08-5%3Fffid%3D05-08-5&amp;amp;h=400&amp;amp;w=600&amp;amp;sz=146&amp;amp;tbnid=PiYKcEzpUkkr9M:&amp;amp;tbnh=90&amp;amp;tbnw=135&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dcross&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;usg=__YBFc3lAREtQs0hKBzAKyASMAdyA=&amp;amp;ei=Gf26SubiD4iTtgeayPnBDQ&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=image_result&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ct=image&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4K5s2IIxrvdqL9cVjjqDE4Qnmq0BPzjh6sGPMwVqUjzdu3JsWkJZGO9MNN5YzRKFgSfIHVlBdq5TH-DJXqCUebTL4UzZgFBaqs38Hx8G9Lly9ZqHDw2R7vaTq68jZS5k2Eiw_n61EUCM/s320/05_08_9---Cross-at-Sunset_web.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;As a believer, I have to consistently remind myself that I can&#39;t be waiting for harship to pass before the next great thing happens in my life. Life is NOW, no matter what you are going through.&lt;br /&gt;
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Adversaties will come my way, but God had promised me that not only will I go through them, I will get through them. AMEN!</description><link>http://riversandcrosses.blogspot.com/2009/09/getting-through-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Myra)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4K5s2IIxrvdqL9cVjjqDE4Qnmq0BPzjh6sGPMwVqUjzdu3JsWkJZGO9MNN5YzRKFgSfIHVlBdq5TH-DJXqCUebTL4UzZgFBaqs38Hx8G9Lly9ZqHDw2R7vaTq68jZS5k2Eiw_n61EUCM/s72-c/05_08_9---Cross-at-Sunset_web.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333825521431634292.post-8861220500803075338</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 04:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-17T00:12:34.877-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">abandon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">disappoint</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fail</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fault</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">parents</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">repair</category><title>When Parents Disappoint</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://i584.photobucket.com/albums/ss284/elarue/Praying.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirFxoOLN6rBKgLriiw5Nq2RITp1gv-khLWF_05bLsF0ezQi3deeGIpgwevNF6uoftGhLARQElTavXAhjwuo-VpXka72vNd5Bhg57bgRDYkud-gh2LkU2or8Q2ZcWievPDjOwfT0UsBNhg/s400/Praying1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When parents disappoint us, it&#39;s easy to blame ourselves, even when we are not at fault. Ending a relationship with your parents is not easy, but, if after doing the Godly thing and attempts to repair the relationship fails, the best thing to do is move on.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;My father and mother may abandon me, but the Lord will take care of me. &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Psalms 27, v.10, TEV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</description><link>http://riversandcrosses.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-parents-disappoint.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Myra)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirFxoOLN6rBKgLriiw5Nq2RITp1gv-khLWF_05bLsF0ezQi3deeGIpgwevNF6uoftGhLARQElTavXAhjwuo-VpXka72vNd5Bhg57bgRDYkud-gh2LkU2or8Q2ZcWievPDjOwfT0UsBNhg/s72-c/Praying1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333825521431634292.post-5916639506377439322</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 05:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-13T02:05:07.524-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">defeat</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lord</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">praise</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thanks</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">victory</category><title>Claiming a Spirit of Victory</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://i623.photobucket.com/albums/tt319/adamgerling/DSCN1731.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVp_kZh2rUcRUTVfF6d1q_YjlmzGQF8GH3tYxNjuWQLp09NkWHj9PEZSK59rV61zu5AHwMX3ov6Mi6LRYf5IX0HeGrzUBdo6nnEA-xKv7LxVOy97kejxMVqv2RWsgMoV-3dCvaqiPvdRc/s400/victorysunrise.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When going through hardship, it&#39;s easy to see yourself as defeated. Claim a spirit of victory and declare yourself victorious in the name of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Give thanks to the Lord, call on his name; make known among the nations what he has done. Sing to him, sing praise to him; tell of all his wonderful acts. &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Psalms 105, v.1-2, NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</description><link>http://riversandcrosses.blogspot.com/2009/09/claiming-spirit-of-victory.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Myra)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVp_kZh2rUcRUTVfF6d1q_YjlmzGQF8GH3tYxNjuWQLp09NkWHj9PEZSK59rV61zu5AHwMX3ov6Mi6LRYf5IX0HeGrzUBdo6nnEA-xKv7LxVOy97kejxMVqv2RWsgMoV-3dCvaqiPvdRc/s72-c/victorysunrise.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333825521431634292.post-4074193054378535483</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2009 13:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-11T09:50:40.701-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">anger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">patience</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">prosper</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">trust</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">worry</category><title>Trust</title><description>It&#39;s easy to say I trust in the Lord. However, how many times have we worried, been angry and even tried to do things on our own, because our &#39;trust&#39; wasn&#39;t strong enough?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Give yourself to the Lord; trust in him, and he will help you; he will make your righteousness shine like the noonday son. Be patient and wait for the Lord to act; don&#39;t be worried about those who prosper or those who succeed in their evil plans. Don&#39;t give in to worry or anger; it only leads to trouble. Those who trust in the Lord will possess the land, but the wicked will be driven out. &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Psalms 37, v.5-9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</description><link>http://riversandcrosses.blogspot.com/2009/09/trust.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Myra)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333825521431634292.post-4922954916604013443</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 05:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-10T09:29:21.857-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">gift</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">partner</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">prayer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">spirit</category><title>A Praying Partner</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://media.photobucket.com/image/praying%20man/rhymz4jesus/AFRICAN%20AMERICAN%20ART/PRAYINGMAN.png?o=46&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://media.photobucket.com/image/man%20praying/shai4evablessed/PrayingBlackMan.jpg?o=133&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbM3pD6SgE6boNVYC8FAHIa0Ckj6JSa-oRg8pKkBNWMN5X7jmC11k7UR0aFDYXUQcgZcgt8cbidwBoxajdSwCaSLLb88-jIjK6tccOReY5EYW4_PvQLgWQI-Qit1mheffvHSe8YLyBsI4/s320/PRAYINGMAN.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Having a partner who prays and will pray with you, makes all the difference when you are going through life&#39;s trials. Someone who can lift your spirits up and remind you that all will be well. That&#39;s a gift from God.</description><link>http://riversandcrosses.blogspot.com/2009/09/praying-partner.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Myra)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbM3pD6SgE6boNVYC8FAHIa0Ckj6JSa-oRg8pKkBNWMN5X7jmC11k7UR0aFDYXUQcgZcgt8cbidwBoxajdSwCaSLLb88-jIjK6tccOReY5EYW4_PvQLgWQI-Qit1mheffvHSe8YLyBsI4/s72-c/PRAYINGMAN.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333825521431634292.post-823763165323457254</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2009 18:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-06T13:13:37.829-04:00</atom:updated><title>Hold on, be patient</title><description>There are many times I get frustrated at how slow God&#39;s work is. Although I know he is working, I&#39;m so anxious to see the end result, I forget that there is a lesson that needs to be learned during whatever it is we are going through. It is at these times, I turn to James, who reminds us to be patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;You also must be patient. Keep your hopes high, for the day of the Lord&#39;s coming is near. &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;James 5, v8, TEV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://riversandcrosses.blogspot.com/2009/09/hold-on-be-patient.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Myra)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333825521431634292.post-4133867749772422855</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2009 04:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-06T13:27:48.670-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">footprints</category><title>Footprints</title><description>&lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;                   &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(108, 83, 55);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;One                                                                         night a                                                                         man had                                                                         a dream.                                                                         He                                                                         dreamed                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;he was                                                                         walking                                                                         along                                                                         the                                                                         beach                                                                         with the                                                                         LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                                                                                  &lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;                   &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(108, 83, 55);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   Across                                                                         the sky                                                                         flashed                                                                         scenes                                                                         from his                                                                         life.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   For each                                                                         scene he                                                                         noticed                                                                         two sets                                                                         of&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   footprints                                                                         in the                                                                         sand:                                                                         one                                                                         belonging&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   to him,                                                                         and the                                                                         other to                                                                         the                                                                         LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   When the                                                                         last                                                                         scene of                                                                         his life                                                                         flashed                                                                         before                                                                         him,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   he                                                                         looked                                                                         back at                                                                         the                                                                         footprints                                                                         in the                                                                         sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                                                                                  &lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;                   &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(108, 83, 55);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   He                                                                         noticed                                                                         that                                                                         many                                                                         times                                                                         along                                                                         the path                                                                         of&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   his life                                                                         there                                                                         was only                                                                         &lt;b&gt;                                                                         one &lt;/b&gt; set                                                                         of                                                                         footprints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   He also                                                                         noticed                                                                         that it                                                                         happened                                                                         at the                                                                         very&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   lowest                                                                         and                                                                         saddest                                                                         times in                                                                         his                                                                         life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                                         &lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;                   &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(108, 83, 55);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   This                                                                         really                                                                         bothered                                                                         him and                                                                         he&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   questioned                                                                         the LORD                                                                         about                                                                         it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                           &lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;                   &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(108, 83, 55);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   &quot;LORD,                                                                         you said                                                                         that                                                                         once I                                                                         decided                                                                         to                                                                         follow&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   you,                                                                         you&#39;d                                                                         walk                                                                         with me                                                                         all the                                                                         way.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   But I                                                                         have                                                                         noticed                                                                         that                                                                         during                                                                         the most&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   troublesome                                                                         times in                                                                         my life,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   there is                                                                         only one                                                                         set of                                                                         footprints.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   I don&#39;t                                                                         understand                                                                         why when&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   I needed                                                                         you most                                                                         you                                                                         would                                                                         leave                                                                         me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;                                                             &lt;br /&gt;                                                                   The LORD                                                                         replied:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(108, 83, 55);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;                                                                       &quot;My                                                                         son, my                                                                         precious                                                                         child,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   I love                                                                         you and                                                                         I would                                                                         never                                                                         leave                                                                         you.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   During                                                                         your                                                                         times of                                                                         trial                                                                         and                                                                         suffering,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   when you                                                                         see only                                                                         one set                                                                         of                                                                         footprints,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   it was                                                                         then                                                                         that I                                                                         carried                                                                         you.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.llerrah.com/footprints.htm&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;en-us&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(108, 83, 55);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot; 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&gt;God says, &quot;I will save those who love me and will protect those who acknowledge me as Lord. When they call to me, I will answer them; when they are in trouble, I will be with them. I will rescue them and honour them. I will reward them with long life. I will save them.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Psalm 91 v.14-16 TEV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://riversandcrosses.blogspot.com/2009/09/god-is-working.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Myra)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333825521431634292.post-2122803124153485239</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2009 21:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-02T13:56:06.349-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">concerns</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">peace</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">problems</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Psalms</category><title>A Walk with God</title><description>Every morning when I wake up, I thank God for another day then I go about my day. At night, before I go to bed, I go for my evening walk with God. I pray about my problems and concerns and I thank him for all that I have. Doing this gives me a sense of peace and I sleep better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;He guides me in the right paths, as He has promised. Even if I go through the deepest darkness, I will not be afraid Lord, for you are with me. &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Psalms 23, v.3-4, TEV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://riversandcrosses.blogspot.com/2009/09/walk-with-god.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Myra)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>