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Watching &lt;i&gt;La Vie En Rose, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;one
can not help but think on what this life is for, death and the like.
Myself, I don&#39;t require much coaxing; as a writer with a sometimes
overwhelming imagination, I never really got over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Final
Destination&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Depending
on how much of a rat&#39;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; tucchus &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;you
care about statistics, something like 68% of people fear death. It
makes sense we don&#39;t want to talk about it. I even heard a recent NPR
story where there were groups starting around the country (and world)
for that very reason: to air out the difficult topic, to put words to
the great fear, which can seem like it&#39;s all around us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Ever
Consider This?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;You&#39;re
 feeling abnormally confident in your ability to manipulate water, so
 you jump off the diving board, and into the deep end of the
 pool/lake/ocean...and drown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;You&#39;re
 driving your car speedily on the highway, when a semi somehow cuts
 you off, perhaps it&#39;s carrying bricks, or logs, or cars, but somehow
 one gets loose and...you&#39;re smashed in seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Maybe
 you&#39;re waiting for some ne&#39;er-do-well to slit your throat while
 napping in your sedan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Maybe
 the ne&#39;er-do-well just stabs, and/or shoots you on the street for
 money, perhaps to feed a drug habit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;This
could go on for hours, until you work yourself into an amazing frenzy
and anxiety. Let me ask; do the above frighten you? Are you unable to
read any longer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Folks
hate to talk about death, like it&#39;s not coming, like it&#39;s not
inevitable, but to avoid it is to fear it. And I do sometimes, more
so lately, though this is all do to wrong thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;If the
possibility of becoming a cadaver scares you, that&#39;s it, you&#39;re
thinking of becoming some neglected cadaver with worms eating you.
Wrong. That would be the same thing as imagining yourself like a
snoring, drooling, rambunctious mess while you&#39;re asleep, which is
what death is in light of Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Acts
13:36: “For David, after he had served the purpose of God in his
own generation, fell asleep and was laid with his fathers”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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 &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Jesus
used the same terminology. In John 11:11 he says, “Our friend
Lazarus has fallen asleep...”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Sleep.
The thing we each do every night, most more than I. Sleep, the
definition of which is to enter a state of unconsciousness without
being aware.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;None
of us actually start sleep, we simply stop impeding it, and allow the
process to take place. Our hope is that our tired bodies will do what
is best for them: to rest for a better life tomorrow. This is what
Jesus desires to do for each and every single one of us: grant us
rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&quot;Come
to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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 11:28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Now,
it&#39;d be stupid to argue that what Jesus wants is for you to die,
that&#39;s just bad theology, since he talks a great deal about giving
life...But in the end of our run, I believe he no longer desires us
to struggle, and he wishes to grant our over-worked bodies rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;That&#39;s
all death can ever be for the Christian: sleep, and a sweet sleep at
that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;Of
course, we can argue there&#39;s more: crowns, and thrones, and mansions,
and a beautiful New City called Jerusalem (and I&#39;m right there with
you), but isn&#39;t complete rest what we really long for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m
starting to think it sweet: that all those days being terrorized by
an alarm clock can be replaced with an easy, delicate rest
uninterrupted. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;What
do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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ourselves and crying on the passersby to come and love us.”--Robert Louis 
Stevenson</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/2953098379791689948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/04/the-body-is-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/2953098379791689948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/2953098379791689948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/04/the-body-is-house.html' title='The body is a house...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-8954263618534552856</id><published>2013-04-10T10:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-10T10:27:06.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God rides the lame...</title><content type='html'>&quot;God rides the lame horse and draws straight lines with crooked sticks&quot;--Unknown</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/8954263618534552856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/04/god-rides-lame.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/8954263618534552856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/8954263618534552856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/04/god-rides-lame.html' title='God rides the lame...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-5749342021818359666</id><published>2013-04-10T04:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-10T04:19:20.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearing death for the believer...</title><content type='html'>Fearing #death for the follower of #Christ is as irrational as fearing sleep; we doze off only to wake up once more(1 Thess. 4:14) #God</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/5749342021818359666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/04/fearing-death-for-believer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/5749342021818359666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/5749342021818359666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/04/fearing-death-for-believer.html' title='Fearing death for the believer...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-9044178872042365214</id><published>2013-04-09T20:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-09T20:49:05.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Universal Truth...</title><content type='html'>No task has ever been done on Earth by a person that does not know pain, disappointment and frustration</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/9044178872042365214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/04/the-universal-truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/9044178872042365214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/9044178872042365214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/04/the-universal-truth.html' title='The Universal Truth...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-6257574032258157906</id><published>2013-04-04T16:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-04-04T16:19:30.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Popularity is the most dangerous...</title><content type='html'>&quot;Popularity is the most dangerous spiritual state imaginable, since it leads on so easily to the spiritual pride which drowns men in perdition. It is a symptom to be watched with anxiety since so often it has been purchased at the too heavy price of compromise with the world&quot;--Stephen Neill</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/6257574032258157906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/04/popularity-is-most-dangerous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/6257574032258157906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/6257574032258157906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/04/popularity-is-most-dangerous.html' title='Popularity is the most dangerous...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-2600397798485042068</id><published>2013-03-31T15:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-31T15:17:12.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Create a Loving community...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;LEFT&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0in;&quot;&gt;
“...any
 effort on the part of believers to create a loving community of
 hospitality will have to include a focused intentionality and energy
 on the part of all. Otherwise, believers will just meet to be
 meeting, going through the motions and not really meaning it. Such
 an atmosphere of indifference and fiction would not be worth the
 time expended.”--Steven Fetke&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/2600397798485042068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/how-to-create-loving-community.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/2600397798485042068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/2600397798485042068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/how-to-create-loving-community.html' title='How to Create a Loving community...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-4744435292719390342</id><published>2013-03-28T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-28T07:30:58.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress and Family Prayer...</title><content type='html'>God grant me the grace to not kill my family. I know the difficulty I endure helps create in me great endurance (Rom. 5:3-4). Yes, that&#39;s it. Endurance.&amp;nbsp; #closertogod</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/4744435292719390342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/stress-and-family-prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/4744435292719390342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/4744435292719390342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/stress-and-family-prayer.html' title='Stress and Family Prayer...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-1049761016710571802</id><published>2013-03-27T11:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-27T11:15:50.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>76% of pastors...</title><content type='html'>When the question was asked, if Christian churches accepted others and loved unconditionally; 76% of pastors said &#39;yea,&#39; and 80% of outsiders said &#39;nah&#39;--Barna. Who&#39;s the better judge?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/1049761016710571802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/76-of-pastors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/1049761016710571802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/1049761016710571802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/76-of-pastors.html' title='76% of pastors...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-4025401773125817465</id><published>2013-03-27T11:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-27T11:11:10.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>99% of what we say...</title><content type='html'>&quot;The people to whom we minister and speak will not recall 99% of what we say to them, but they will never forget the kind of person we are&quot; </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/4025401773125817465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/99-of-what-we-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/4025401773125817465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/4025401773125817465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/99-of-what-we-say.html' title='99% of what we say...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-7313491977353882773</id><published>2013-03-24T14:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-24T14:23:27.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angelic visitation...</title><content type='html'>My life thus far has convinced me that an honest talk with a good friend is worth 2 angelic visitations. Bless you my friends. Words can not express how you&#39;ve blessed this life.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/7313491977353882773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/angelic-visitation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/7313491977353882773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/7313491977353882773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/angelic-visitation.html' title='Angelic visitation...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-5639353008870411611</id><published>2013-03-23T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-23T16:37:16.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God treats you like an adult...</title><content type='html'>&quot;God treats the mature leader as a mature adult, leaving more and more to his or her spiritual discernment and giving fewer buts if tangible guidance than in earlier years&quot;--J. Oswald Sanders</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/5639353008870411611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/god-treats-you-like-adult.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/5639353008870411611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/5639353008870411611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/god-treats-you-like-adult.html' title='God treats you like an adult...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-1502942822014712231</id><published>2013-03-23T16:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-23T16:29:52.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth of a person...</title><content type='html'>&quot;The worth of a man must be measured by his life, not by his failure under a singular and peculiar trial&quot;--James Anthony Froude</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/1502942822014712231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/worth-of-person.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/1502942822014712231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/1502942822014712231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/worth-of-person.html' title='Worth of a person...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-5137563489711825149</id><published>2013-03-22T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-22T18:43:10.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God-illusions...</title><content type='html'>

&lt;div align=&quot;LEFT&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0in;&quot;&gt;
“We
don&#39;t want to face sin because we don&#39;t want to lose our
god-illusions, we&#39;re afraid that if we&#39;re not the gods our lives and
actions we&#39;re nothing.&quot;--Eugene Peterson&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/5137563489711825149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/god-illusions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/5137563489711825149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/5137563489711825149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/god-illusions.html' title='God-illusions...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-147042983697045635</id><published>2013-03-20T12:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-20T12:34:54.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>86% of teens...</title><content type='html'>86% of teen say they know a Christian, only 15% reported that they could see any difference--&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bhchurch.org/a_strange_faith.htm&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Barna&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/147042983697045635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/86-of-teens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/147042983697045635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/147042983697045635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/86-of-teens.html' title='86% of teens...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-6643808060449086739</id><published>2013-03-19T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-19T20:35:03.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God will not...</title><content type='html'>God will not: fit in a box, be a puppet, or condemn those that are in Christ (Rom 8:1)&amp;nbsp; #closertogod</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/6643808060449086739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/god-will-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/6643808060449086739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/6643808060449086739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/god-will-not.html' title='God will not...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-4727982607250508742</id><published>2013-03-18T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-18T10:22:02.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God&#39;s creative genius...</title><content type='html'>“The Bible makes it clear that every time that there is a story of 
faith, it is completely original. God&#39;s creative genius is endless.”
  &lt;br /&gt;  ―
    &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/27926.Eugene_H_Peterson&quot;&gt;Eugene H. Peterson&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/4727982607250508742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/gods-creative-genius.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/4727982607250508742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/4727982607250508742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/gods-creative-genius.html' title='God&#39;s creative genius...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-56490970272480970</id><published>2013-03-16T12:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-16T12:28:27.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering what God had wrought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 class=&quot;quoteText&quot;&gt;
“We lay on our backs looking at the ceiling and wondering what God had wrought when he made life so sad and disinclined. ”--Jack Kerouac, On The Road&lt;/h2&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/56490970272480970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/wondering-what-god-had-wrought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/56490970272480970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/56490970272480970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/wondering-what-god-had-wrought.html' title='Wondering what God had wrought...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-8871903650413106655</id><published>2013-03-16T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-16T10:02:00.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired of God substitutions...</title><content type='html'>The point our faith becomes most real is when we realize we&#39;ve been 
searching for Heaven all along, and disappointed with substitutions. #closertogod</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/8871903650413106655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/tired-of-god-substitutions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/8871903650413106655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/8871903650413106655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/tired-of-god-substitutions.html' title='Tired of God substitutions...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-33780942438610642</id><published>2013-03-16T09:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-16T09:40:22.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you sin insane too?</title><content type='html'>When we do the same foolish things over and over, expecting different results, is this not the definition of insanity? Only God can save us from ourselves (Rom 7:15-25). #closertogod</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/33780942438610642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/are-you-sin-insane-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/33780942438610642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/33780942438610642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/are-you-sin-insane-too.html' title='Are you sin insane too?'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-6756001495485209294</id><published>2013-03-15T11:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-15T11:32:25.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The religious heart...</title><content type='html'>The religious heart is unsatisfied until it finds a sinner to prosecute, ask Jesus (John 9)&amp;nbsp; &lt;a class=&quot;twitter-hashtag pretty-link&quot; href=&quot;https://twitter.com/search?q=%23closertogod&quot;&gt;&lt;s&gt;#&lt;/s&gt;closertogod&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/6756001495485209294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-religious-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/6756001495485209294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/6756001495485209294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-religious-heart.html' title='The religious heart...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-4312671801606801380</id><published>2013-03-15T06:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-15T06:50:28.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven knows we need...</title><content type='html'>&quot;Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlaying our hard hearts&quot;--Charles Dickens</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/4312671801606801380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/heaven-knows-we-need.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/4312671801606801380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/4312671801606801380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/heaven-knows-we-need.html' title='Heaven knows we need...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-6221101343375400997</id><published>2013-03-14T12:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-14T12:58:38.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray when you don&#39;t believe..</title><content type='html'>Pray when you don&#39;t believe, give thanks when you&#39;re disappointed, and don&#39;t be surprised when your heart changes flow and your joy is released. #closertogod</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/6221101343375400997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/pray-when-you-dont-believe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/6221101343375400997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/6221101343375400997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/pray-when-you-dont-believe.html' title='Pray when you don&#39;t believe..'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-251364233514899817</id><published>2013-03-12T10:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-12T10:52:46.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Internet and God Humility</title><content type='html'>In a day in which pastors (that aren&#39;t Jesus, by the way) can have over 70,000 Twitter followers, and everyone these days is expected to be an expert on something so they can monetize it. God still calls Ruths Samuels, Davids, Priscillas. He still works on behalf of the people that think nothing of themselves. And He works on your behalf friend. Trust &amp;amp; Wait</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/251364233514899817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-internet-and-god-humility.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/251364233514899817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/251364233514899817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-internet-and-god-humility.html' title='The Internet and God Humility'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3307884552369527489.post-7887114920465273807</id><published>2013-03-11T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-03-11T18:47:22.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The point of failure and frustration...</title><content type='html'>&quot;I&#39;ve come to believe that all my past failure and frustration were actually laying the foundation for the understandings that have created the new level if living I now enjoy&quot;--Tony Robbins</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/feeds/7887114920465273807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-point-of-failure-and-frustration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/7887114920465273807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3307884552369527489/posts/default/7887114920465273807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therippingjean.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-point-of-failure-and-frustration.html' title='The point of failure and frustration...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>