<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402</id><updated>2024-03-14T04:27:15.808-04:00</updated><category term="None"/><category term="serving"/><category term="via ljapp"/><title type='text'>Run To Not From</title><subtitle type='html'>sungbum15</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-5739297112376328169</id><published>2013-03-19T03:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-19T04:00:33.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Illusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;GingerNoCheckStart&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;IT&#39;S AN ILLUSION. DIMLY IN A MIRROR. YEAAAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;
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http://vimeo.com/62103528#&lt;br /&gt;
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I recently heard a sermon at GMC on this and it blew me up.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our bodies are like the outer court. The inner court is like our mind, our will and our emotions. But the Holy of &lt;span class=&quot;GRcorrect&quot; grcontextid=&quot;holies:0&quot; grmarkguid=&quot;65f32835-26f7-4789-9ea6-3b808d76670c&quot; gruiphraseguid=&quot;3aa25949-d112-4633-abdd-afad5f951972&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;c180f55c-5e5e-4278-8984-2d5702b1b1cf&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;8af7877e-714d-4372-b40c-f1d27f9f0d83&quot; grcontextid=&quot;holies:0&quot;&gt;holies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is our SOUL, where the Spirit of God himself has come and now dwells!&lt;br /&gt;
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People were allowed to worship, serve, fellowship, and do all the &quot;churchy activities&quot; in the outer courts. Some of them were educated and privileged enough to have their thoughts, emotions, and lives dominated by Godly traditions in the inner courts. Then, there was only one man who could actually come before the presence of God. He had to wash himself like 50 times &lt;i&gt;and &lt;/i&gt;offer spotless sacrifices on top of all the other things he had to do. All their experiences with God were mad limited, but that&#39;s the best they could get. WE DON&#39;T HAVE THIS LIMITATION.&lt;br /&gt;
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How often do we &lt;i&gt;still &lt;/i&gt;remain in the outer courts, or even in the inner courts, while the Holy of holies remains &lt;span class=&quot;GRnoSuggestion GRcorrect&quot; grcontextid=&quot;unreached:0&quot; grmarkguid=&quot;584f3d5c-afcd-4192-91fa-ceaf36b6496a&quot; gruiphraseguid=&quot;416f92d2-b848-4498-af5d-5ecdc323a4ab&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_noSuggestion GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;7379d5f8-52a1-4ea8-a636-ec730595847f&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;3cb43f3f-007e-43ce-863f-7be1834446ec&quot; grcontextid=&quot;unreached:0&quot;&gt;unreached&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? IT&#39;S AVAILABLE. THE CONSUMING FIRE IS THERE. IT BESEECHES US TO BECOME ONE WITH HIM, NOT OUR OWN. IT&#39;S EVERYTHING IN LIFE THAT HAS MEANING. JOY, UNSPEAKABLE JOY. NO MORE SOUL-SEARCHING, BUT SOUL-FOUND.&lt;br /&gt;
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It helps our self-image to know that the Holy of &lt;span class=&quot;GRcorrect&quot; grcontextid=&quot;holies:0&quot; grmarkguid=&quot;f0a371a3-f37d-4b2b-acbe-3483409b78af&quot; gruiphraseguid=&quot;1e00db78-a9b3-4cb8-be12-57ecc4b34c9a&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;d5ef492b-2d08-493a-8a43-6eeb98fc8d0b&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;3b9e1e4d-c42e-4a85-accb-1f70d9cd7bec&quot; grcontextid=&quot;holies:0&quot;&gt;holies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is in us. You. And me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now watch me (him) work.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Don’t you realize that all of you together are the temple of God and that the Spirit of God lives in you?&quot; 1 Corinthians 3:16&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;And so, dear brothers and sisters, &amp;nbsp;we can boldly enter heaven’s Most Holy Place because of the blood of Jesus. &amp;nbsp;By his death, &amp;nbsp;Jesus opened a new and life-giving way through the curtain into the Most Holy Place. &amp;nbsp;And since we have a great High Priest who rules over God’s house, &amp;nbsp;let us go right into the presence of God with sincere hearts fully trusting him. For our guilty consciences have been sprinkled with Christ’s blood to make us clean, and our bodies have been washed with pure water.&quot; Hebrews 10:19-22</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/3464462572035945890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2013/03/what-is-holy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/3464462572035945890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/3464462572035945890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2013/03/what-is-holy.html' title='What is Holy'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHJK98nUPf-WDGy0WXbGbU16EQb7C2yIX4Jp0A_mpOl97VO9JijNHk5sISvpAqYzpcEhKQOxtZymoKeQQaFAUUyHbxoRR0WiIUQKoBFjQtsBHqoh3IsftZPB7rRNOSDpBnVIAgb0lHWiS8/s72-c/temple3.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-1018372746975541918</id><published>2012-03-17T11:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-11T06:51:36.153-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="None"/><title type='text'>The Thickness of Logs</title><content type='html'>As I look around me, I see imperfection more clearly than I have ever before.&lt;br /&gt;
Obviously no one will ever be perfect, but it&#39;s a curious feeling of noticing it.&lt;br /&gt;
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There is an &lt;span class=&quot;GRcorrect&quot; grphrase=&quot;b0e9003f74bb2dd2b78d5d0e7a78353eebdfd5c0&quot; grtype=&quot;null&quot; id=&quot;GRmark_b0e9003f74bb2dd2b78d5d0e7a78353eebdfd5c0_odd:0&quot;&gt;odd&lt;/span&gt; struggle of wanting more for others and still being able to love them for who they are now.&lt;br /&gt;
I wonder if Jesus struggled with this, and how he was able to cope with it.&lt;br /&gt;
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I gots a lot of giant logs blurring my eyesight right now...&lt;br /&gt;
I need someone, a Lumberjack of sorts, to break &lt;span class=&quot;GRcorrect&quot; grphrase=&quot;c9833fb47121b9ddaa086628a9f37d8ac57f314c&quot; grtype=&quot;null&quot; id=&quot;GRmark_c9833fb47121b9ddaa086628a9f37d8ac57f314c_em:0&quot;&gt;em&lt;/span&gt; down for me so they become specks.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/1018372746975541918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2012/03/logs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/1018372746975541918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/1018372746975541918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2012/03/logs.html' title='The Thickness of Logs'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-298502975466436529</id><published>2011-11-29T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-10-15T20:30:17.293-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="None"/><title type='text'>Hunger Sauce</title><content type='html'>Recently, I was super hungry, so I ordered chinese food to my dorm.&amp;nbsp;The whole process&amp;nbsp;was so quick and painless that it actually bothered my consciousness for a split second, and got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;
What would that even feel like, to forego sleep due to hunger?&lt;br /&gt;
To lay restless because your body lacked the energy to activate the proper sleep function?&lt;br /&gt;
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In my world,&amp;nbsp;we eat and don&#39;t eat for the oddest reasons sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s hard to fully&amp;nbsp;appreciate the meals that go into my stomach, even when I am engorging the food.&lt;br /&gt;
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Food is one of the great human equalizers, reminding us how &lt;br /&gt;
What happened to my thankfulness? Where did my satisfaction go?&lt;br /&gt;
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The ability to be satisfied is there. It&#39;s all a matter of perspective.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Hunger is the best sauce.&quot; -Matthew Henry&lt;br /&gt;
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Proverbs 27:7 says, “One who is full loathes honey, but to one who is hungry everything bitter is sweet.”&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;The rich forget their privileges, the&amp;nbsp;comfortable&amp;nbsp;forget their ease, but those who suffer savor even small graces. I need to take note of my afflictions while savoring God’s present graces and gospel promises.&quot; -Joe Thorn</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/298502975466436529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/11/hunger-sauce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/298502975466436529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/298502975466436529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/11/hunger-sauce.html' title='Hunger Sauce'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-702724135704770867</id><published>2011-09-30T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-11T06:46:23.320-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="None"/><title type='text'>Abortion... and the holocaust...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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I can&#39;t say I&#39;ve ever felt super strongly about abortion, but I&#39;ve definitely never thought about the parallels between the two wildly different issues. I have to admit, the lines are looking pretty straight... this documentary is absolutely crazy.&lt;br /&gt;
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This week is also about bracing for when our pleasant circumstances start to fade away... we all know the all-too-familiar feeling that&#39;s on its way... so we should use the jubilant spirit of these first few weeks to propel ourselves deep into the difficult semester ahead. I have high hopes for the continued love, support, and encouragement amongst the bros. &lt;br /&gt;
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With academics, my course load is probably the hardest I&#39;ve had at tech so far. In the past, I was always trying to take some kind of shortcut strategy... delaying harder classes, taking minimal hours, and trying to get those ever-so-fleeting easy professors. Sometimes, there comes a point where there&#39;s only treacherous mountain ahead. No more shortcuts, hard teachers, hard classes, just damn. Hahaha but whatever, I&#39;m not trying to avoid it anymore. Whatever happens, I want to try my best and be satisfied at that.&lt;br /&gt;
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The time I spent this summer working and being exposed to semi-real life helped prepared me for this school year. My classes &lt;i&gt;actually &lt;/i&gt;seem fun and interesting so far. Oh gosh, what is becoming of me...&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m happy to be back on campus though! Cheers to the classmates and friends who I will be sharing this year with!&lt;br /&gt;
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Love is the impetus&amp;nbsp;for forgiveness. Inspiring.&lt;/div&gt;
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Out of the 30-something balls I swung at, I ended up hitting probably 5 of them past 50 yards... and STILL got blisters. Screw golf. Still, I&#39;ve missed these kinds of times and I hope there&#39;s more to come in the future. It&#39;s been a lawn time buddy. Too lawn. Bahaha.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/4805943121769789161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/05/golfing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/4805943121769789161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/4805943121769789161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/05/golfing.html' title='Tee Party'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-1174293808004992231</id><published>2011-05-13T18:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-11T07:29:31.007-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="None"/><title type='text'>Trenton</title><content type='html'>Trenton... what can I say about this guy? A lot it turns out. So one Sunday afternoon at the Brittain dining hall on campus, I met a dude while watching the nba playoffs on the big screen.&amp;nbsp;We struck up a conversation about the game and then got to know each other&amp;nbsp;in the process.&lt;br /&gt;
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Trenton came down from Chicago with his brother not too long ago, because he said there were supposed to be &quot;better opportunities and real &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt; weather.&quot; Funny, because we now both know that the weather in Atlanta is like HOT FIRE THAT SWEATS. What a terrible combo. As we talked about Chicago I got to tell him how much I liked&amp;nbsp;it there when I visited last summer. He mentioned that he was from the south-side, near the area I stayed at in Chinatown once, so we connected on that. Chicago is one of those cities where it feels very homey... and everyone there wants to be there. It seemed like he missed it quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;
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As for opportunities, when I got around to asking him, he told me about his dream to become a mechanic. He wanted to go to Atlanta Technical College (hopefully, he said) and one day own his own shop... and he wanted to do it because that was his vision of how he could help others. He said he loved the idea that he could build long-lasting relationships with his customers, one day at a time, fixing their cars and helping them out. All of this, is what he is be working towards now.&lt;br /&gt;
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That blew me away.&lt;br /&gt;
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To be frank, this guy was too young... and too good to be working in a dining hall, doing the stuff he was doing, and working the hours&amp;nbsp;he was working.&amp;nbsp;Everyone he meets probably asks him how old he is because he looks like a kid. That&#39;s the reason why I ended up striking it up with him in the first place too.&lt;br /&gt;
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I couldn&#39;t imagine being in a position like his, from a position like mine. I always thought there were people who had their dreams and were chasing after them hard, but I honestly didn&#39;t know many people personally who did. That might come as a shocker, but it really isn&#39;t, considering that too much comfort leads to complacency, cockiness, and whatever other negative c word out there applies. His dream was specific and his heart was set on it. Although I&#39;ve never wanted to be a mechanic, I wanted to be like Trenton in that moment, having his heart, his desire to serve people one day... driving the things he was doing now. Who knows if he is a believer, but I want to live my life the way he does, for higher purposes rather than earthly ones...&lt;br /&gt;
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As the game on the screen started to get a bit more exciting our conversation paused for a bit. We both shook our heads in amazement after another Memphis Grizzlies&#39; basket was fueling an improbable underdog comeback. After a while, Trenton said he had to get back to work. While we exchanged our it-was-nice-to-meet-yous... I couldn&#39;t help but feeling like I had just met a legend in the making.&lt;br /&gt;
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I looked towards the screen and Memphis was now on top. Trenton was like the Memphis team, grinding it out against the bigger dogs of this world, and I was rootin for him. There&#39;s a reason we always cheer for the underdogs to get to the top. They&#39;re the ones who make the most with what they have... when they have any success, they always remember where they came from first and try to identify and give back. May I be someone who always&amp;nbsp;remembers where I come from, making the most of what I&#39;ve been given.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;As he came from his mother’s womb he shall go again, naked as he came, 
and shall take nothing for his toil that he may carry away in his hand.&quot; Ecclesiastes 5:15&lt;br /&gt;
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Let&#39;s go grizzlies!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/1174293808004992231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/05/trenton.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/1174293808004992231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/1174293808004992231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/05/trenton.html' title='Trenton'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-6363644404083353726</id><published>2011-04-30T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-11T07:38:26.071-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="None"/><title type='text'>Prodigal</title><content type='html'>Some times... for some reason you feel as if you cannot escape God&#39;s &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;GRACE&lt;/span&gt;... not his wrath, judgement, or anger, but his GRACE.&lt;br /&gt;
That&#39;s how I feel right now as if the sky is starting to close down on me and wants to crush my deepest inners.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;29&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, I want to run from it... it seems like the easier, more pleasant way.&lt;/lj-embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;29&quot;&gt;But honestly, how can I?&lt;/lj-embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;29&quot;&gt;&lt;/lj-embed&gt;Better yet, why would I?&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;29&quot;&gt;&lt;/lj-embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;29&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I&#39;m here. I will stay here, waiting. Help me to receive. Don&#39;t leave me or forsake me. Be with me and comfort me. For you God, are not a God of confusion, but of peace. 1 Corinthians 14:33.&lt;/lj-embed&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/6363644404083353726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/04/prodigal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/6363644404083353726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/6363644404083353726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/04/prodigal.html' title='Prodigal'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-9128417682785832154</id><published>2011-04-09T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-11T07:53:23.704-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="None"/><title type='text'>Jargs... yarg</title><content type='html'>Religious jargon gets people lost in translation.&lt;br /&gt;
I hope that a bad translator will never end up becoming a diplomat between warring countries because then we&#39;d have a lot of dumber wars than we have now. &lt;br /&gt;
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That being said, words like &quot;Grace,&quot; &quot;gospel,&quot; &quot;Jesus,&quot; can be such flimsy words without understanding the substance behind them. This is why I think the Bible records so much detail about things like ceremonies, rituals, rules and regulations... they&#39;re so long and tedious. These are the old requirements to approach God. This is why we need to understand our separation before we can value our fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is why we need to be single for a while so we can value our marriage.&lt;br /&gt;
This is why we need to understand people before we judge them.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is why understanding &lt;i&gt;context &lt;/i&gt;is so important in all of life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Context first... conclusions second. Or else, dumb conclusions.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/9128417682785832154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/04/day-worth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/9128417682785832154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/9128417682785832154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/04/day-worth.html' title='Jargs... yarg'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-3898589764617962593</id><published>2011-04-07T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-11T07:54:05.154-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="None"/><title type='text'>Quote of the day:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/sungbum15/pic/00004a36/&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; height=&quot;480&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/sungbum15/pic/00004a36/s640x480&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 0px;&quot; width=&quot;315&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This is cool. A dude who is an artistic baller and loves Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;
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&#39;&#39;If I have time to do everything else, I have time to read the Bible,&#39;&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
-Ziarekenya Smith, young &amp;amp; aspiring designer, of God Inspired Designs.&lt;br /&gt;
Remember the name.&lt;br /&gt;
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http://www.flickr.com/photos/ziaregraphicartist/</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/3898589764617962593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/04/quote-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/3898589764617962593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/3898589764617962593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/04/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day:'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-3577486951065204658</id><published>2011-04-02T19:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-11T08:09:06.267-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="None"/><title type='text'>Journey Basketball League</title><content type='html'>It was really great having fellowship with brothers and some sisters through something as simple as basketball. I realized that having a good attitude can make a world of difference. Let me explain: &lt;br /&gt;
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Yesterday night, I was having a lot of complaints. I didn&#39;t like the team that was chosen for me, the distance, the costs, the amount of time it would take. I almost wanted to tell David that I didn&#39;t want to be a captain anymore and be a quitter...&lt;br /&gt;
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However, late into the night... I stumbled onto a Youtube video of some Xavier basketball players. Don&#39;t ask me how. They were freaking hilarious though. Basically, they are &quot;walk-ons&quot; or guys who aren&#39;t scholarship players. They self-proclaimed themselves as the &quot;three-headed monster&quot;. LOL. I couldn&#39;t help but crack a smile, and I was definitely taken aback by their upbeat, joyful attitudes. They were simply thankful to be part of the team, thankful to have the opportunity to be a part of a community. Anyways, after this video, I was reminded to be thankful myself for the same things and ditch the negatory attitude as soon as possible. Pretty inspiring if I&#39;d say so.&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/3577486951065204658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/04/journey-basketball-league.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/3577486951065204658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/3577486951065204658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/04/journey-basketball-league.html' title='Journey Basketball League'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-2585742519492399636</id><published>2011-03-23T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-03-22T01:31:58.896-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="None"/><title type='text'>The Stream of Continuous Living</title><content type='html'>Just as we physically feel dirty everyday and thus require ourselves to shower, we must also similarly be washed and renewed in the blood of Christ daily. His blood became our water.&amp;nbsp;His death became our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I try not to shower for as long as I can, as nasty as that sounds. You might be able to relate... (maybe) hahaha. It&#39;s not that I don&#39;t want to, but the motivations for me to shower usually have to push me hard enough out of my&amp;nbsp;usual&amp;nbsp;tendencies&amp;nbsp;towards laziness and contentment with being dirty. I might only shower when it is absolutely necessary- like when I think that others might begin to take notice, or when I finally can&#39;t stand walking around in my own sweat anymore after exercise. Can anyone relate? The majority of guys I know are like this... I can&#39;t speak for the girls, but I definitely know my fair share who are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, I often approach my walk with Christ this way too. The things that bring me back to Christ have similarly been for the eyes of others or when the overbearing guilt of my own sins eventually becomes too much. I might go about, doing whatever I want, giving into my passions and flesh throughout the day. When I come home, I&#39;ll distract myself for hours upon hours, knowing in the back of my mind that my soul actually thirsts to spend time with the Living God instead... However, I continue in the things that I feel like I have to do first, and essentially put my life with God&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;last&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this wrong? Does Jesus Christ close His arms to me when I keep living my life this way? NO. NEVER. In fact, his arms are open wide.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? It&#39;s renewal that I&#39;m lacking. It&#39;s the reliance and dependence that I&#39;m missing. It&#39;s the opportunity to put every day in the &amp;quot;good&amp;quot; column, simply because I am living my life for Christ again (for that day), that is absent.&amp;nbsp;Although I am still able to&amp;nbsp;arbitrarily&amp;nbsp;walk with God throughout the day, and worship Him in the things I do, it becomes wearisome after a while without renewal! It then becomes burdensome, if not outright impossible! The dirt in my heart begins to build up and my motivations for coming to Christ slowly become different. Perhaps, one day a portion of my messed up character might show out to someone, causing my fear of man to kick in again, or I might become so bogged down with guilt because of my various sins, that I&#39;ll finally begin to cry out for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that the Christ is the only one who can bring new motivations into my heart. I have to remember that it isn&#39;t the act of touching His robe (synonymous to daily renewal) that changes me, heals me, or forgives me, but it&#39;s because of Jesus Christ himself. What do I mean by that? The act of daily renewal has power because the renewal is through Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 23 Then he said to them all: &amp;ldquo;Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross daily and follow me. 24 For whoever wants to save their life will lose it, but whoever loses their life for me will save it. 25 What good is it for someone to gain the whole world, and yet lose or forfeit their very self? (Luke 9:23-25)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/2585742519492399636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/03/stream-of-continuous-living.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/2585742519492399636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/2585742519492399636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/03/stream-of-continuous-living.html' title='The Stream of Continuous Living'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-1210686704836438887</id><published>2011-03-16T03:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-11T08:15:08.955-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="None"/><title type='text'>Fickle pickle</title><content type='html'>Have you ever gotten yourself into a fickle pickle?&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, that moment when you don&#39;t know which bball shoe model to buy and you end up choosing the &quot;wrong&quot; one. So you end up returning it and then getting a different one. And then you happen to do it again because this time you chose the wrong size. It was too tight and you should&#39;ve gone for the slightly looser fit. Poor choice! And then your dad is with you when you happen to make this exchange and he sees the extraordinarily-long receipt that shows the previous attempted exchanges as well. Yup, and then it&#39;s lesson time in front of everyone in the store!&lt;br /&gt;
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Ever happen to you?&lt;br /&gt;
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Well the heart is very fickle. Now you know.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/1210686704836438887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/03/fickle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/1210686704836438887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/1210686704836438887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/03/fickle.html' title='Fickle pickle'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-1308140242942386192</id><published>2011-03-08T11:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-11T08:17:30.023-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="None"/><title type='text'>Stop the Candy Shop</title><content type='html'>An amazing, powerful film to raise awareness and stir action for child sex-trafficking in &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Atlanta &lt;/span&gt;and across the world. This makes me want to throw up... seriously. I have to believe there&#39;s some light at the end of this dark, dark tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://vimeo.com/20833462&quot;&gt;The Candy Shop&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href=&quot;http://vimeo.com/whitestonemp&quot;&gt;Whitestone Motion Pictures&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href=&quot;http://vimeo.com/&quot;&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out more:&lt;br /&gt;http://stopthecandyshop.com/</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/1308140242942386192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/03/stop-candy-shop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/1308140242942386192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/1308140242942386192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/03/stop-candy-shop.html' title='Stop the Candy Shop'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-5232588558338948463</id><published>2011-03-06T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-11T14:26:50.320-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="None"/><title type='text'>Good Advice</title><content type='html'>Don&#39;t you sometimes wish you could talk to the most knowledgeable person in the world about an issue you&#39;re having?&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, I sought advice from the most well-respected person I knew for mine and got it. I knew the matter was such a delicate one that could cause all sorts of divisions and defenses... and good wisdom was too hard to find elsewhere... so I went to a guru.&lt;br /&gt;
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Imagine not knowing someone too well... let&#39;s say... you shared the same basketball court with them. For this illustration, let&#39;s use Barack Obama. You guys happened to play basketball against each other randomly, you with your boys, and him with his secret agent squad. Then he allows you to be his friend on Facebook because you insta-added him so he wouldn&#39;t forget you. 6 months pass by... and you randomly chat him, not expecting him to respond. To your surprise, he responds, and not only responds, but decides that he wants to call you about some of the minor concerns you were having, even though it&#39;s 2am and he&#39;s at a UN conference getting ready for the next day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is similar to the conversation I had with this guru person on Facebook... that then somehow got turned into an hour long phone conversation. The simple fact that this man called me really impressed me and blessed me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Beyond the fact that he called me, I received so much encouragement and truth from him... it was one of the most overwhelming things. I was truly taken aback by the large amounts of one man&#39;s generosity, kindness, affection that he showed me. How was it possible that he would be willing to do this even though he was tired and didn&#39;t even know me well? I could not fathom...&lt;br /&gt;
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My only conclusion was that all of those things I saw in him were fruits from his relationship with Jesus Christ. He had the &lt;i&gt;Spirit&lt;/i&gt;... and I&#39;m only thinking this because his relationship with Jesus... is very open. He&#39;s a pastor! Even still, he had no other real incentives, rather than to just genuinely help me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m glad I got my question answered, but I think I got so much more out of it. This isn&#39;t the first time I&#39;ve met someone who&#39;s made me feel this way, but I was reminded that Jesus transforms people into his likeness. I will become like him through my fellowship with him. I will become like this man too. It&#39;s one thing to hear about it, and another to experience it. We&#39;ve been given a new Spirit inside of us! So... let hope... rise! A hope that does not put us to shame. A &lt;i&gt;living &lt;/i&gt;hope.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/5232588558338948463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/03/advice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/5232588558338948463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/5232588558338948463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/03/advice.html' title='Good Advice'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-6440364704145485050</id><published>2011-03-03T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-22T01:31:58.861-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="None"/><title type='text'>Quote of the day:</title><content type='html'>-How, you do anything is how you do everything-&lt;br/&gt;Wow, what a powerful reminder for my life.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/6440364704145485050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/03/quote-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/6440364704145485050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/6440364704145485050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/03/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day:'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-6074368116035705116</id><published>2011-03-03T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-22T01:31:58.812-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="None"/><title type='text'>&amp;quot;Calm Down&amp;quot;</title><content type='html'>Have I become a person who is continually saying sorry all the time? My actions have been warranting them these days...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/6074368116035705116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/03/down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/6074368116035705116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/6074368116035705116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/03/down.html' title='&amp;quot;Calm Down&amp;quot;'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-807520497072662241</id><published>2011-03-01T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-22T01:31:58.871-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="None"/><title type='text'>I came from the dust</title><content type='html'>Jungmin, my roommate is sleeping soundly beside me right now. As his teeth chatter, he looks oh-so-cute. We got into a little argument today over housing. Good to see him in such peace now.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We won our intramural basketball game to make it into the 2nd round of playoffs. It was so exciting and intense as we played against a team that got two technicals and scratched us up everywhere. Jiwon showed his man side to the other team and we had his back, but nothing happened, which was good lol. Next game should be a lot harder as we face the #1 team in the league tomorrow...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I&#39;m learning a lot. There is truly no growth without hardship. God, thank you.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/807520497072662241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-came-from-dust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/807520497072662241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/807520497072662241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-came-from-dust.html' title='I came from the dust'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-6454370531852796082</id><published>2011-02-08T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-22T01:31:58.760-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="None"/><title type='text'>Sleeping</title><content type='html'>I have been sleeping every night at 4am-ish. There&#39;s not a need in the world for this.&lt;br/&gt;I thought about a lot of stuff today.&lt;br/&gt;Am I satisfied with where I am going now?&lt;br/&gt;Can I accept the sacrifice of basketball in my life?&lt;br/&gt;Can&#39;t I ask and let God lead me where He wants me to go?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/6454370531852796082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/02/sleeping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/6454370531852796082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/6454370531852796082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/02/sleeping.html' title='Sleeping'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-2344702804689427220</id><published>2011-02-04T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-10-15T20:23:22.250-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="None"/><title type='text'>Conviction &amp;amp; Loving</title><content type='html'>I have the privilege of reading into so many convicting things (mostly blogs) on a regular basis. People pouring their hearts out about God, their life, and others. It&#39;s quite the look into someone&#39;s life. It goes deeper and fuller than any regular out-of-the-blue conversation that you might have with most of the people in your life. It&#39;s almost what I desire in real life with people. I almost wish we could be so close together that we would not hold back from each other with the love that we&#39;ve been given. However, I&amp;nbsp;do understand why this isn&#39;t the wisest thing. We don&#39;t have that feeling of love in our hearts all the time, right? If we as human beings could only pour out love, or else nothing at all, we then might be stuck with many dry, sapped-out conversations and relationships. We have &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; little love inside of us. Sad, but true.&lt;br /&gt;
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What can we do? Well, all we can do is increase in our love. That kind of love is only found in Christ Jesus. We can&#39;t really do it any other way. I&#39;m sure you&#39;ve tried just as much as I to do it ourselves. He is the name above all names and He &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; love. He died on the cross and &quot;took it like a man&quot; instead of walking away from it. Many questioned why He didn&#39;t call upon legions of angels to destroy haters or cry out to be saved if He was truly the Son of God. Listen, you and I, we&#39;re the ones that received the gift of relationship with God through Christ dying on the cross. We can &lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;78817f2c-a7e9-4ed0-8bde-347186dfe426&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;19df80b9-5157-4b50-8f36-f669ce8b90ab&quot; grcontextid=&quot;love:0&quot;&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; by just knowing and accepting the love that was first shown to us. That&#39;s it. Like I said earlier, you might read this- and see the words that I write, my conviction, my life poured out onto digital ink. I&amp;nbsp;pray that you would receive conviction instead of &lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;60fe702f-ba85-42fa-b3bf-e6cf46ebf197&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;9f3049d0-b53f-4ae0-a381-4b92c35296d3&quot; grcontextid=&quot;burden:0&quot;&gt;burden&lt;/span&gt;. Burdens must leave so that convictions may enter. Eventually, I pray that you may cast your burdens upon Jesus Christ. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;sup class=&quot;versenum&quot; id=&quot;en-NIV-28092&quot;&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt; For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord. &lt;br /&gt;
-Romans 6:23</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/2344702804689427220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/02/conviction-loving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/2344702804689427220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/2344702804689427220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/02/conviction-loving.html' title='Conviction &amp;amp; Loving'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-234992036747393190</id><published>2011-02-03T22:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-11T08:59:00.625-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="serving"/><title type='text'>Do I have a true heart that wants to serve people?</title><content type='html'>Nope</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/234992036747393190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/02/do-i-have-true-heart-that-wants-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/234992036747393190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/234992036747393190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/02/do-i-have-true-heart-that-wants-to.html' title='Do I have a true heart that wants to serve people?'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6016000932119014402.post-8575549807015098081</id><published>2011-02-03T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-11T09:12:25.104-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="None"/><title type='text'>Romans 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;s2&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;heading&quot;&gt;
This is related to the last post. I know you don&#39;t really want to read 
the rest of this, because it&#39;s long, but trust me. Just read a little 
bit of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;s2&quot;&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;s2&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;heading&quot;&gt;Life in the Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;verse v1 highlighted&quot; data-highlight-color=&quot;#67c8ff&quot; data-highlight-ids=&quot;293290243&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.1&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #67c8ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;So now there is no condemnation for those who belong to Christ Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v2 highlighted&quot; data-highlight-color=&quot;#f3f315&quot; data-highlight-ids=&quot;293290320&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #f3f315;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;And because you belong to him, the power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;note f&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt; of the life-giving Spirit has freed you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;note f&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt; from the power of sin that leads to death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v3 highlighted&quot; data-highlight-color=&quot;#56d9f3&quot; data-highlight-ids=&quot;293290519&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.3&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #56d9f3;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;The law of Moses was unable to save us because of the weakness of our sinful nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;note f&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;
 So God did what the law could not do. He sent his own Son in a body 
like the bodies we sinners have. And in that body God declared an end to
 sin’s control over us by giving his Son as a sacrifice for our sins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v4 highlighted&quot; data-highlight-color=&quot;#f3f315&quot; data-highlight-ids=&quot;293290651&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.4&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #f3f315;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;He
 did this so that the just requirement of the law would be fully 
satisfied for us, who no longer follow our sinful nature but instead 
follow the Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;verse v5&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.5&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;Those
 who are dominated by the sinful nature think about sinful things, but 
those who are controlled by the Holy Spirit think about things that 
please the Spirit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v6 highlighted&quot; data-highlight-color=&quot;#67c8ff&quot; data-highlight-ids=&quot;293290748&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.6&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #67c8ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;So
 letting your sinful nature control your mind leads to death. But 
letting the Spirit control your mind leads to life and peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v7 highlighted&quot; data-highlight-color=&quot;#f3f315&quot; data-highlight-ids=&quot;293292675&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.7&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #f3f315;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;For the sinful nature is always hostile to God. It never did obey God’s laws, and it never will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v8 highlighted&quot; data-highlight-color=&quot;#67c8ff&quot; data-highlight-ids=&quot;293292740&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.8&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #67c8ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;That’s why those who are still under the control of their sinful nature can never please God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;verse v9 highlighted&quot; data-highlight-color=&quot;#f3f315&quot; data-highlight-ids=&quot;293296433&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.9&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #f3f315;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;But
 you are not controlled by your sinful nature. You are controlled by the
 Spirit if you have the Spirit of God living in you. (And remember that 
those who do not have the Spirit of Christ living in them do not belong 
to him at all.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v10&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.10&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;And Christ lives within you, so even though your body will die because of sin, the Spirit gives you life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;note f&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt; because you have been made right with God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v11&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.11&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;The
 Spirit of God, who raised Jesus from the dead, lives in you. And just 
as God raised Christ Jesus from the dead, he will give life to your 
mortal bodies by this same Spirit living within you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;verse v12 highlighted&quot; data-highlight-color=&quot;#67c8ff&quot; data-highlight-ids=&quot;293579052&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.12&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #67c8ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;Therefore, dear brothers and sisters,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;note f&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt; you have no obligation to do what your sinful nature urges you to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v13&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.13&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;For
 if you live by its dictates, you will die. But if through the power of 
the Spirit you put to death the deeds of your sinful nature,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;note f&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt; you will live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v14&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.14&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;For all who are led by the Spirit of God are children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;note f&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt; of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;verse v15&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.15&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;So
 you have not received a spirit that makes you fearful slaves. Instead, 
you received God’s Spirit when he adopted you as his own children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;note f&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt; Now we call him, “Abba, Father.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;note f&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v16&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.16&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;For his Spirit joins with our spirit to affirm that we are God’s children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v17&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.17&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;And
 since we are his children, we are his heirs. In fact, together with 
Christ we are heirs of God’s glory. But if we are to share his glory, we
 must also share his suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;s2&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;heading&quot;&gt;The Future Glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;verse v18&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.18&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;Yet what we suffer now is nothing compared to the glory he will reveal to us later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v19&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.19&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;For all creation is waiting eagerly for that future day when God will reveal who his children really are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v20&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.20&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;Against its will, all creation was subjected to God’s curse. But with eager hope, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v21&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.21&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;the creation looks forward to the day when it will join God’s children in glorious freedom from death and decay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v22&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.22&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;For we know that all creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v23 highlighted&quot; data-highlight-color=&quot;#67c8ff&quot; data-highlight-ids=&quot;293579623&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.23&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #67c8ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;And
 we believers also groan, even though we have the Holy Spirit within us 
as a foretaste of future glory, for we long for our bodies to be 
released from sin and suffering. We, too, wait with eager hope for the 
day when God will give us our full rights as his adopted children,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;note f&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt; including the new bodies he has promised us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v24&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.24&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;We were given this hope when we were saved. (If we already have something, we don’t need to hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;note f&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt; for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v25&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.25&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;But if we look forward to something we don’t yet have, we must wait patiently and confidently.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;verse v26 highlighted&quot; data-highlight-color=&quot;#67c8ff&quot; data-highlight-ids=&quot;293579813&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.26&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #67c8ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;And
 the Holy Spirit helps us in our weakness. For example, we don’t know 
what God wants us to pray for. But the Holy Spirit prays for us with 
groanings that cannot be expressed in words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v27 highlighted&quot; data-highlight-color=&quot;#f3f315&quot; data-highlight-ids=&quot;293579894&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.27&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #f3f315;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;And the Father who knows all hearts knows what the Spirit is saying, for the Spirit pleads for us believers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;note f&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt; in harmony with God’s own will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v28&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.28&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;And we know that God causes everything to work together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;note f&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt; for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v29&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.29&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;For God knew his people in advance, and he chose them to become like his Son, so that his Son would be the firstborn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;note f&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt; among many brothers and sisters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v30 highlighted&quot; data-highlight-color=&quot;#67c8ff&quot; data-highlight-ids=&quot;295146219&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.30&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #67c8ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;And
 having chosen them, he called them to come to him. And having called 
them, he gave them right standing with himself. And having given them 
right standing, he gave them his glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;s2&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;heading&quot;&gt;Nothing Can Separate Us from God’s Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;verse v31&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.31&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;What shall we say about such wonderful things as these? If God is for us, who can ever be against us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v32&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.32&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;Since he did not spare even his own Son but gave him up for us all, won’t he also give us everything else? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v33&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.33&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;Who dares accuse us whom God has chosen for his own? No one—for God himself has given us right standing with himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v34&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.34&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;Who
 then will condemn us? No one—for Christ Jesus died for us and was 
raised to life for us, and he is sitting in the place of honor at God’s 
right hand, pleading for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;verse v35 highlighted&quot; data-highlight-color=&quot;#67c8ff&quot; data-highlight-ids=&quot;295146100&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.35&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #67c8ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;Can
 anything ever separate us from Christ’s love? Does it mean he no longer
 loves us if we have trouble or calamity, or are persecuted, or hungry, 
or destitute, or in danger, or threatened with death? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v36&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.36&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;(As the Scriptures say, “For your sake we are killed every day; we are being slaughtered like sheep.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v37 highlighted&quot; data-highlight-color=&quot;#67c8ff&quot; data-highlight-ids=&quot;299392039&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.37&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #67c8ff;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;37&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;No, despite all these things, overwhelming victory is ours through Christ, who loved us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v37&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.37&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p&quot;&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;p&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;verse v38 highlighted&quot; data-highlight-color=&quot;#83f52c&quot; data-highlight-ids=&quot;299392375&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.38&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #83f52c;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;38&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God’s love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;note f&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt; neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow—not even the powers of hell can separate us from God’s love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse v39 highlighted&quot; data-highlight-color=&quot;#83f52c&quot; data-highlight-ids=&quot;299392381&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.39&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #83f52c;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;label&quot;&gt;39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;No
 power in the sky above or in the earth below—indeed, nothing in all 
creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is 
revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;verse v39&quot; data-usfm=&quot;ROM.8.39&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;content&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think every guy that I have talked to &lt;span class=&quot;GRcorrect&quot; grphrase=&quot;aa7ee03eaf14df4dd93e5eb8041e59adcf3b631f&quot; grtype=&quot;null&quot; id=&quot;GRmark_aa7ee03eaf14df4dd93e5eb8041e59adcf3b631f_wrestles:0&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;58aa2d7e-ffc5-48ac-98f7-a5a7481d3e31&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;31fa468e-0568-4c03-bdfd-d80566095060&quot; grcontextid=&quot;wrestles:0&quot;&gt;wrestles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with something called lust. I don&#39;t know the depth of the wrestling- we don&#39;t really talk about it. The silence sometimes leads me to doubt that there are many who struggle with it, even though I know others do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s the kind of thing that leads you to doubt your own salvation- it&#39;s a reality check. You say- I can&#39;t&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;keep going on sinning all the time if I&#39;ve been given new life. &quot;What kind of new life is that?&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I think that many of us want to be men of 
&lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;9dceb574-bbac-4c74-9f58-09cd47c770c1&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;56226a71-01a7-4ec6-82d1-e7cb025d7eae&quot; grcontextid=&quot;God:0&quot;&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; who &lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;a82255e9-f5a3-46de-8c5b-ad051b4a9b4d&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;56226a71-01a7-4ec6-82d1-e7cb025d7eae&quot; grcontextid=&quot;don&#39;t seem:1&quot;&gt;don&#39;t&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; seem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; to&lt;/span&gt; have this struggle. &quot;Men of God&quot; and &quot;struggles&quot; don&#39;t 
&lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;65a0a21b-24f5-4b8c-88e7-55bf47e0992b&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;6100e805-b5c1-4fd1-9395-55000a9112d5&quot; grcontextid=&quot;usually:0&quot;&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; fit into the same sentence in our minds. Whomever we marry- &lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;e32dcb70-cdb1-4c7d-9fc5-63f749ce5b50&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;c03244ee-98ab-4cd7-9be1-54cdbe804c55&quot; grcontextid=&quot;we:0&quot;&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; 
&lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;6615c12b-fdb7-42bd-b470-b4e897ccaa6f&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;b7ac27de-8077-44d6-bf98-d4ec5a741fb9&quot; grcontextid=&quot;hope:0&quot;&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt; to be fully committed and faithful them, without exception. But 
&lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;6a1469ab-c5ef-4e46-a659-ff6fc76a8dd1&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;91156024-7edd-45a3-8a82-48bae2ef7a25&quot; grcontextid=&quot;when:0&quot;&gt;when&lt;/span&gt; we&#39;re messing up even before that point, we can&#39;t help but to 
&lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;89f8beb2-46bf-4805-90f7-d33da0289276&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;fe66a975-957f-4d67-b8ff-40bf55cd0218&quot; grcontextid=&quot;constantly:0&quot;&gt;constantly&lt;/span&gt; think about how unprepared and how big of failures we are. To
 &lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;ff4620a8-c9d1-4f6d-aca5-cfba0ce25d9f&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;14945a73-69ba-454f-a6ef-e1d58154812a&quot; grcontextid=&quot;us:0&quot;&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;, we&#39;re letting down God, our spouse&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;, and ourselves, all at the same time, over and over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;When we ask for forgiveness, we only feel like it covers us temporarily, until we &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;mess up &lt;/span&gt;again.&lt;/span&gt; Then we become dull to the whole cycle, as it repeats itself. It can lead us to the brink of &lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;c73bc7f7-eaa4-4cd0-8b6f-7774871e9e66&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;c495069d-cf70-4bcf-b991-3739b5f61fa3&quot; grcontextid=&quot;the the:0&quot;&gt;the the&lt;/span&gt; abyss. Don&#39;t slip any further, it&#39;s the point of no return.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admitt&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;edly, &lt;/span&gt;I have struggled &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;through this&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;--&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;HOWEVER&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Therefore, dear brothers and sisters, you have no obligation to do what your sinful nature urges you to do&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot; Romans 8:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Con&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;cisely put, &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Christians &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;are n&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;o&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; longer&lt;/span&gt; bound by &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;the flesh&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but rather the new Spirit&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; However,&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; they&lt;/span&gt; can still act like they still &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt;. Non-Christians are simply bound by &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;flesh&lt;/span&gt; and do not have the ability to &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;disobey it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;You see, w&lt;/span&gt;e&#39;re all the same&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;bc44f445-43a9-4164-91a7-9523bbc151c7&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;acaf4bbb-4a2d-4339-978d-dead8868a738&quot; grcontextid=&quot;but:0&quot;&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;some are &lt;/span&gt;als&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; not. We &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;both go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;5407c34b-22bf-40c5-bed6-577e7106f35e&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;c54abb2e-7d0e-4336-ad9f-97836f8696cf&quot; grcontextid=&quot;down a way that:0&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a way that&lt;/span&gt; leads to death. However... &lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;12c8d470-c3cf-4c40-820a-09e8a860dd1a&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;213f6433-4933-4962-bab2-970e3ed65be2&quot; grcontextid=&quot;as:0&quot;&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;those &lt;/span&gt;who have been bought by Christ, we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;have a choice &lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;d17ca30e-47b3-4c2b-8d8f-725b0372f028&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;213f6433-4933-4962-bab2-970e3ed65be2&quot; grcontextid=&quot;for:1&quot;&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; a path that &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;leads to life&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;.&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;N&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;ow &lt;i&gt;and &lt;/i&gt;forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;--&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The funny thing is, once you realize that you have been permanently &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;covered (as opposed to temporarily &lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;7a9115a2-54ce-4672-91ec-982451ecd489&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;8bc9142c-5042-49d1-b409-51ca7f84a34d&quot; grcontextid=&quot;covered:0&quot;&gt;covered&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;, you can start to find yourself &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;leading a life of freedom that ends up naturally wanting to choose the path to &lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;447c263f-517b-4eef-92fe-211d4e982f95&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;8bc9142c-5042-49d1-b409-51ca7f84a34d&quot; grcontextid=&quot;life:1&quot;&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;. Th&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; road looks brighter and more appealing than it did before. The other r&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;oad still exists and can be tra&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;velled on&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;1382c411-3ef9-460d-afc8-0a82f987bc14&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;75285151-12a7-4a12-81a5-9c9be05ed132&quot; grcontextid=&quot;it&#39;s:0&quot;&gt;it&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; appeal has waned.. &lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;aa34e978-56d4-47e4-8c85-bf89020cebd8&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;43f6b2f2-2371-4fb6-8424-f70f3b7af2f8&quot; grcontextid=&quot;it&#39;s:0&quot;&gt;it&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; power squelched.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Listen, we were never meant to achieve perfection in it of ourselves. That will never happen. However, we were given a new way to receive it through &lt;i&gt;Jesus&lt;/i&gt;. In this way, he asks us to walk in a close and intimate relationship with him, walking out into the good things he has planned for us.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;must &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;remind ourselves of the things we have forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Our new lives are lived simply through reminders. Simply through faith in truths. &lt;/span&gt;This is only able to be received, not bought... &lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;498dae5c-20ec-49dc-9919-ac41562b576a&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;35fb589c-9894-4b93-96a5-f5cce6479c5e&quot; grcontextid=&quot;but:0&quot;&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; given, and never earned. It is something that can only be too-good-to-be-true, unless it is actually true.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Boys will be boys... &lt;span class=&quot;GINGER_SOFATWARE_correct&quot; ginger_sofatware_markguid=&quot;a82ba9ec-4360-4aba-8d5c-bf16a449e2aa&quot; ginger_sofatware_uiphraseguid=&quot;35c6590e-741d-4acd-8a7a-f42995d08b0a&quot; grcontextid=&quot;but:0&quot;&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; then some will become men&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;, through &lt;/span&gt;faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I repeat, through faith.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/feeds/4430425527133069371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/02/boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/4430425527133069371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6016000932119014402/posts/default/4430425527133069371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sungbum15.blogspot.com/2011/02/boys.html' title='Boys'/><author><name>sungbum15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16952849664609320920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUVS4GfaXgMWOyMyqPoscrSjYaBEKjKW9ONxuA4mKWXDLvnqbQgib01So4LKDdR0l5WgRjgchUqUOd4LVZI-lrq6ZGjSZHcCEGhYdgwRPPM6oe_5ArdbX9qS3MHje9Sg/s220/Photo+on+2011-05-31+at+14.00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>