<?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-4134473583395786538</id><updated>2014-10-01T00:17:15.657-07:00</updated><category term="Jesus Christ"/><category term="Walk Through the Valley"/><category term="Wonderful Gift"/><category term="God"/><category term="Lord"/><category term="Love"/><category term="Children"/><category term="Humble Means"/><category term="A Prayer for Help"/><category term="Compassion"/><category term="Everlasting Life"/><category term="Faith"/><category term="Fof God so loved the world"/><category term="God Bless You"/><category term="Good"/><category term="Honor Your Spouse"/><category term="John 3:16"/><category term="Labor"/><category term="Parents"/><category term="Powers"/><category term="Praise the Lord"/><category term="Prayer"/><category term="Refuge"/><category term="Rejoice"/><category term="Reward"/><category term="Son"/><category term="Teach Your Children"/><category term="The Love of God"/><category term="Things Happen for a Reason"/><category term="Wisdom"/><title type='text'>Humble Means</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4134473583395786538.post-2697070311649967866</id><published>2008-12-21T08:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T12:09:21.147-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lord"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Praise the Lord"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Love of God"/><title type='text'>The Love of God</title><content type='html'>Praise the &lt;a href=&quot;http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/2008/09/prayer.html&quot;&gt;LORD,&lt;/a&gt; my soul!&lt;br /&gt;All my being , praise his holy name!&lt;br /&gt;Praise the&lt;a href=&quot;http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/2008/09/prayer.html&quot;&gt; LORD&lt;/a&gt;, my soul, and do not forget how kind he is.&lt;br /&gt;He &lt;a href=&quot;http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/2008/09/prayer.html&quot;&gt;forgives&lt;/a&gt; all my sins and heals all my diseases.&lt;br /&gt;He keeps me from the grave and blesses me with love and mercy.&lt;br /&gt;He fills my life with good things, so that I stay young and strong like an eagle.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/feeds/2697070311649967866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4134473583395786538&amp;postID=2697070311649967866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/2697070311649967866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/2697070311649967866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-of-god.html' title='The Love of God'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4134473583395786538.post-3780529464869847070</id><published>2008-12-08T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:02:54.463-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="A Prayer for Help"/><title type='text'>A Prayer for Help</title><content type='html'>How much longer will you forget me, Lord? Forever? How much longer will you hide yourself to me?&lt;br /&gt;How long must I endure trouble? How long will sorrow fill my heart day and night? How long will my enemies triumph over me?&lt;br /&gt;Look at me, O Lord m God, and answer me. Restore my strength; don&#39;t let me die.&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t let my enemies say, &quot;We have defeated him.&quot; Don&#39;t let them gloat over my downfall.&lt;br /&gt;I rely on your constant love; I will be glad, because you will rescue me.&lt;br /&gt;I will sing to you O Lord, because you have been good to me.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/feeds/3780529464869847070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4134473583395786538&amp;postID=3780529464869847070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/3780529464869847070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/3780529464869847070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/2008/12/prayer-for-help.html' title='A Prayer for Help'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4134473583395786538.post-735523680001810836</id><published>2008-10-08T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T18:19:43.049-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love"/><title type='text'>Love, Richness and Time</title><content type='html'>Once there was an island where the feelings lived. It was announced that the island was going to sink in the ocean. Feelings prepared to leave.&lt;br /&gt;Love asked richness:&lt;br /&gt;Love: &quot;can I come with you on your boat?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Richness: &quot;sorry but many gold and silvers are here&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Love:&quot;happiness i&#39;ll go with you&quot;&lt;br /&gt;But happiness didn&#39;t not hear love said.&lt;br /&gt;Time: &quot;love, come i&#39;ll take you with me&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Love felt so blessed and overjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;Love:&quot;why did you help me time?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Time:&quot;coz only time understand how great love is&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/feeds/735523680001810836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4134473583395786538&amp;postID=735523680001810836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/735523680001810836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/735523680001810836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-richness-and-time.html' title='Love, Richness and Time'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4134473583395786538.post-4001134334249448420</id><published>2008-09-21T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T19:04:20.410-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Humble Means"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Things Happen for a Reason"/><title type='text'>Things Happen for a Reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Beautiful story.... makes you understand that things happen for a reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brand new pastor and his wife, newly assigned&lt;br /&gt;to their first ministry, to reopen a church&lt;br /&gt;in suburban Brooklyn ,  arrived in early October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excited about their opportunities When they saw&lt;br /&gt;their church, it was very run down and needed&lt;br /&gt;much work. They set a goal to have everything&lt;br /&gt;done in time to have their first service&lt;br /&gt;on Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T hey worked hard, repairing pews, plastering walls,&lt;br /&gt;painting, etc, and on December 18&lt;br /&gt;were ahead of schedule and just about finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On December 19 a terrible tempest - a driving&lt;br /&gt;rainstorm hit the area and lasted for two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O n the 21st, the pastor went over to the church.&lt;br /&gt;His heart  sank when he saw that the roof had&lt;br /&gt;leaked, causing a large area of plaster about&lt;br /&gt;20 feet by 8 feet to fall off the front wall of the&lt;br /&gt;sanctuary just behind the pulpit, beginning  about&lt;br /&gt;head high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T he pastor cleaned up the mess on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;and not knowing what else to do but postpone&lt;br /&gt;the Christmas Eve service, headed home.&lt;br /&gt;On the way he noticed that a local business was&lt;br /&gt;having a flea  market type sale for charity so he&lt;br /&gt;stopped in. One of the items was a beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;handmade, ivory colored, crocheted tablecloth&lt;br /&gt;with exquisite work, fine colors and a Cross&lt;br /&gt;embroidered right in the center. It was just&lt;br /&gt;the right size to cover up the hole in the front&lt;br /&gt;wall. He bought it and headed back to the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B y this time it had started to snow. An older&lt;br /&gt;woman running from the opposite direction was&lt;br /&gt;trying to catch the bus.. She missed it. The pastor&lt;br /&gt;invited her to wait in the warm church for&lt;br /&gt;the next bus 45 minutes  later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sat in a pew and paid no attention to the pastor while he got a ladder,&lt;br /&gt;hangers, etc., to put&lt;br /&gt;up the tablecloth as a wall tapestry. The  pastor&lt;br /&gt;could hardly believe how beautiful it looked and&lt;br /&gt;it covered up the entire problem area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T hen he noticed the woman walking down the center&lt;br /&gt;aisle. Her face was like a sheet.. &#39;Pastor,&#39;&lt;br /&gt;she asked, &#39;where did you get that  tablecloth?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor explained. The woman asked him to check&lt;br /&gt;the lower right corner to see if the initials, EBG were crocheted into&lt;br /&gt;it there. They were. These were the initials of the woman, and she had&lt;br /&gt;made this tablecloth 35 years before, in Austria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T he woman could hardly believe it as the pastor&lt;br /&gt;told how he had just gotten the Tablecloth. The&lt;br /&gt;woman explained that before the war she and&lt;br /&gt;her husband were well-to-do people in Austria .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Nazis came, she was forced to leave.&lt;br /&gt;Her husband was going to follow her the next  week.&lt;br /&gt;He was captured, sent to prison and never saw her&lt;br /&gt;husband or her home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T he pastor wanted to give her the tablecloth;&lt;br /&gt;but  she made the pastor keep it for the church.&lt;br /&gt;The pastor insisted on driving her home, that&lt;br /&gt;was the least he could do.. She lived on the other&lt;br /&gt;side of Staten Island and was only in Brooklyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the day for a housecleaning job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W hat a  wonderful service they had on Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Eve. The church was almost full. The music and the&lt;br /&gt;spirit were great. At the end of the service, the&lt;br /&gt;pastor and his wife greeted everyone at the door&lt;br /&gt;and many said that they would return.&lt;br /&gt;One older man, whom the pastor recognized&lt;br /&gt;from the neighborhood continued to sit in one of the&lt;br /&gt;pews and stare, and the pastor wondered why he&lt;br /&gt;wasn&#39;t leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man asked him where he got the tablecloth on&lt;br /&gt;the front wall because it was identical to one&lt;br /&gt;that his wife had made years ago when&lt;br /&gt;they lived in  Austria before the war and how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could there be two tablecloths so much alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H e told the pastor how the Nazis came, how  he&lt;br /&gt;forced his wife to flee for her safety and he was&lt;br /&gt;supposed to follow her, but he was arrested and&lt;br /&gt;put in a prison.. He never saw his wife or his home&lt;br /&gt;again all the 35 years in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T he pastor asked him if he would allow him to&lt;br /&gt;take him for a  little ride. They drove to Staten&lt;br /&gt;Island and to the same house where the pastor&lt;br /&gt;had taken the woman three days earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H e helped the man climb the three flights of&lt;br /&gt;stairs to the woman&#39;s apartment, knocked on&lt;br /&gt;the door and he saw the greatest Christmas&lt;br /&gt;reunion he could ever imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T rue Story - submitted by Pastor Rob Reid&lt;br /&gt;Who says God does not work in mysterious ways..&lt;br /&gt;I asked the Lord to bless you as I prayed for&lt;br /&gt;you today, to guide you and protect you as you go&lt;br /&gt;along your way. His love is always with you, His&lt;br /&gt;promises are  true, and when we give Him all our&lt;br /&gt;cares you know He will see us through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the road you&#39;re traveling  on seems&lt;br /&gt;difficult at best.. Just remember I&#39;m here&lt;br /&gt;praying and God will do the rest. Pass this on&lt;br /&gt;to those you want God to bless and don&#39;t forget&lt;br /&gt;to send it back to the one who asked God to bless&lt;br /&gt;you first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/feeds/4001134334249448420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4134473583395786538&amp;postID=4001134334249448420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/4001134334249448420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/4001134334249448420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-happen-for-reason.html' title='Things Happen for a Reason'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4134473583395786538.post-2263354140344921916</id><published>2008-09-19T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T00:58:20.385-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Prayer"/><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;What is prayer?&lt;br /&gt;-is the most basic expression of our faith&lt;br /&gt;-it is the breathing of our spiritual life&lt;br /&gt;-it is our lifeline to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be:&lt;br /&gt;-a cry for help in time of need.&lt;br /&gt;-a squeal of delight for recieving a gift.&lt;br /&gt;-a plea in behalf of someone else&lt;br /&gt;-a quiet time of adoration&lt;br /&gt;-a period of listening as God talks&lt;br /&gt;-a gentle time of recieving God&#39;s love&lt;br /&gt;-PRAYER provides power of living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Prayerful then be powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sense of purpose is the best driving force to live because when you have a reason to live you will never have a reason to quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life only becomes meaningful when we live it with purpose; when we survive every trial and anticipate positively every tomorrow with hope and dedication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sweet truth..&quot;when God knows you&#39;re ready for the responsibility of commitment. He will reveal the right person under the right circumstances&quot;, wait patiently don&#39;t waste your time searching and wishing....grow and be ready...and you&#39;ll see...God will give a love story far better than you could drean of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord bless you with what you pray for, reward you with what you work for, grant you what you hope for, surprise you with what you have not asked for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never regret the choices you make, just believe in yourself and have faith. Life is not perfect it&#39;s a blend of joy and sorrow but whatever life leads you it&#39;s because of a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERENITY to walk when others are running; to whisper when others are shouting; to smile when others are angry; to pray when others are doubting; to face turmoil yet feel composure; to know inner calm inspite of everything; Serenity - a great gift you could give yourself...&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/feeds/2263354140344921916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4134473583395786538&amp;postID=2263354140344921916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/2263354140344921916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/2263354140344921916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/2008/09/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4134473583395786538.post-4039734141919408802</id><published>2008-08-17T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T22:26:59.481-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Everlasting Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fof God so loved the world"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God Bless You"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jesus Christ"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John 3:16"/><title type='text'>Gift of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f3dvqw6g9Yk/SKkG3IkL-0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/9HXXILi0fso/s1600-h/1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235723586056747842&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f3dvqw6g9Yk/SKkG3IkL-0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/9HXXILi0fso/s320/1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A little boy was selling newspapers on the corner, the people were in and out of the cold. The little boy was so cold that he wasn&#39;t trying to sell many papers. He walked up to a policeman and said, &quot;Mister, you wouldn&#39;t happen to know where a poor boy could find a warm place to sleep tonight would you? You see, I sleep in a box up around the corner there and down the alley and it&#39;s awful cold in there for tonight. Sure would be nice to have a warm place to stay.&quot; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;   The policeman looked down at the little boy and said, &quot;you go down the street to that big white house and you knock on the door. When they come out the door you just say John 3:16, and they will let you in.&quot;     So he did. He walked up the steps and knocked on the door, and a lady answered. He looked up and said, &quot; John 3:16.&quot; The lady said, &quot;Come on in, Son.&quot; She took him in and she sat him down in a split bottom rocker in front of a great big old fireplace, and she went off. The boy sat there for a while and thought to himself: John 3:16...I don&#39;t understand it, but it sure makes a cold boy warm.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;   Later she came back and asked him &quot;Are you hungry?&quot; He said, &quot;Well, just a little. I haven&#39;t eaten in a couple of days, and I guess I could stand a little bit of food,&quot; The lady took him in the kitchen and sat him down to a table full of wonderful food. He ate and ate until he couldn&#39;t eat any more. Then he thought to himself: John 3:16...Boy, I sure don&#39;t understand it but it sure makes a hungry boy full.     She took him upstairs to a bathroom to a huge bathtub filled with warm water,and he sat there and soaked for a while. As he soaked, he thought to himself: John 3:16... I sure don&#39;t understand it, but it sure makes a dirty boy clean. You know, I&#39;ve not had a bath, a real bath, in my whole life. The only bath I ever had was when I stood in front of that big old fire hydrant as they flushed it out.&lt;br /&gt;The lady came in and got him. She took him to a room, tucked him into a big old feather bed, pulled the covers up around his neck, kissed him goodnight and turned out the lights. As he lay in the darkness and looked out the window at the snow coming down on that cold night, he thought to himself: John 3:16...I don&#39;t understand it but it sure makes a tired boy rested.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;   The next morning the lady came back up and took him down again to that same big table full of food. After he ate, she took him back to that same big old split bottom rocker in front of the fireplace and picked up a big old Bible. She sat down in front of him and looked into his young face.  &quot;Do you understand John 3:16?&quot; she asked gently.  He replied, &quot;No, Ma&#39;am, I don&#39;t. The first time I ever heard it was last night when the policeman told me to use it,&quot;&lt;br /&gt;She opened the Bible to John 3:16 and began to explain to him about Jesus. Right there, in front of that big old fireplace, he gave his heart and life to Jesus.  He sat there and thought: John 3:16....don&#39;t understand it, but it sure makes a lost boy feel safe.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; You know, I have to confess I don&#39;t understand it either, how God was willing to send His Son to die for me, and how Jesus would agree to do such a thing. I don&#39;t understand the agony of the Father and every angel in heaven as they watched Jesus suffer and die. I don&#39;t understand the intense love for ME that kept Jesus on the cross till the end. I don&#39;t understand it, but it sure does make life worth living.  John 3:16  For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/feeds/4039734141919408802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4134473583395786538&amp;postID=4039734141919408802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/4039734141919408802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/4039734141919408802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/2008/08/gift-of-life.html' title='Gift of Life'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f3dvqw6g9Yk/SKkG3IkL-0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/9HXXILi0fso/s72-c/1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4134473583395786538.post-6557833288241197888</id><published>2008-07-15T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T19:05:30.979-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Children"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Compassion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jesus Christ"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lord"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Refuge"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Walk Through the Valley"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wonderful Gift"/><title type='text'>His Goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style=&quot;font-size: 16px; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;          &lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;span style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;font-size:11;&quot; &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     I am still confident of this:&lt;br /&gt;I will see the goodness of&lt;br /&gt;the LORD in the land of the living.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the LORD;&lt;br /&gt;be strong and take heart&lt;br /&gt;and wait for the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Psalm 27:13,14 NIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the LORD will not cast off for ever:&lt;br /&gt;But though He cause grief,&lt;br /&gt;yet will He have compassion&lt;br /&gt;according to the multitude of His mercies.&lt;br /&gt;For He doth not afflict willingly&lt;br /&gt;nor grieve the children of men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Lamentations 3:31-33 KJV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But the salvation of the righteous is from the LORD;&lt;br /&gt;He is their strength in time of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;The LORD helps them and delivers them;&lt;br /&gt;He delivers them from the wicked and saves them,&lt;br /&gt;Because they take refuge in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Psalm 37:39,40 NASB &lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/feeds/6557833288241197888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4134473583395786538&amp;postID=6557833288241197888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/6557833288241197888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/6557833288241197888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/2008/07/his-goodness.html' title='His Goodness'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4134473583395786538.post-4477861824051167850</id><published>2008-07-14T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T19:07:43.627-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Children"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jesus Christ"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lord"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Parents"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Teach Your Children"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Walk Through the Valley"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wonderful Gift"/><title type='text'>Teach Your Children</title><content type='html'>Fix these words of mine in your hearts and minds; tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads.&lt;br /&gt;Teach them to your children, talking about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Deuteronomy 11:18,19 NIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And the LORD said, Shall I hide from Abraham that thing which I do; Seeing that Abraham shall surely become a great and mighty nation, and all the nations of the earth shall be blessed in him? For I know him, that he will command his children and his household after him, and they shall keep the way of the LORD, to do justice and judgment; that the LORD may bring upon Abraham that which he hath spoken of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Genesis 18:17-19  KJV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Correct your son,&lt;br /&gt;and he will give you comfort;&lt;br /&gt;He will also delight your soul.&lt;br /&gt;Where there is no vision,&lt;br /&gt;the people are unrestrained,&lt;br /&gt;But happy is he who keeps the law. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Proverbs 29:17,18 NASB &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/feeds/4477861824051167850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4134473583395786538&amp;postID=4477861824051167850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/4477861824051167850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/4477861824051167850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/2008/07/teach-your-children.html' title='Teach Your Children'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4134473583395786538.post-7685287791706739958</id><published>2008-07-13T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T18:11:28.713-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Children"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Honor Your Spouse"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Humble Means"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jesus Christ"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Walk Through the Valley"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wonderful Gift"/><title type='text'>Love &amp; Honor Your Spouse</title><content type='html'>&quot;For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh. This is a profound mystery--but I am talking about Christ and the church. However, each one of you also must love his wife as he loves himself, and the wife must respect her husband.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Ephesians 5:31-33 NIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That they may teach the young women to be sober, to love their husbands, to love their children, To be discreet, chaste, keepers at home, good, obedient to their own husbands, that the word of God be not blasphemed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Titus 2:4,5  KJV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy life with the woman whom you love all the days of your fleeting life which He has given to you under the sun; for this is your reward in life and in your toil in which you have labored under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Eccesiastes 9:9 NASB &lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7685287791706739958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4134473583395786538&amp;postID=7685287791706739958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/7685287791706739958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/7685287791706739958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-honor-your-spouse.html' title='Love &amp; Honor Your Spouse'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4134473583395786538.post-3574902867153979191</id><published>2008-07-13T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T01:07:02.943-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jesus Christ"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lord"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Walk Through the Valley"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wisdom"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wonderful Gift"/><title type='text'>Long Life...His Gift</title><content type='html'>Now these are the commandments, the statutes, and the judgments, which the LORD your God commanded to teach you, that ye might do them in the land whither ye go to possess it: that thou mightest fear the LORD thy God, to keep all his statutes and his commandments, which I command thee, thou, and thy son, and thy son&#39;s son, all the days of thy life; and that thy days may be prolonged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Deuteronomy 6:1,2  KJV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Listen to me, O house of Jacob, all you who remain of the house of Israel, you whom I have upheld since you were conceived, and have carried since your birth. Even to your old age and gray hairs I am he, I am he who will sustain you. I have made you and I will carry you; I will sustain you and I will rescue you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Isaiah 46:3,4 NIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom, And the knowledge of the Holy One is understanding. For by me your days will be multiplied, And years of life will be added to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Proverbs 9:10,11 NASB &lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/feeds/3574902867153979191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4134473583395786538&amp;postID=3574902867153979191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/3574902867153979191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/3574902867153979191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-lifehis-gift.html' title='Long Life...His Gift'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4134473583395786538.post-689021359056946059</id><published>2008-07-12T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T07:19:36.261-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Good"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jesus Christ"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Labor"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rejoice"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Reward"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Walk Through the Valley"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wonderful Gift"/><title type='text'>Work Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style=&quot;font-size: 16px; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;          &lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;span style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px; font-size: 11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     For even when we were with you, we gave you this rule: &quot;If a man will not work, he shall not eat.&quot; We hear that some among you are idle. They are not busy; they are busybodies. Such people we command and urge in the Lord Jesus Christ to settle down and earn the bread they eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; 2 Thessalonians 3:10-12 NIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The way of the slothful man&lt;br /&gt;is as an hedge of thorns:&lt;br /&gt;but the way of the&lt;br /&gt;righteous is made plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Proverbs 15:19  KJV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Here is what I have seen to be good and fitting: to eat, to drink and enjoy oneself in all one&#39;s labor in which he toils under the sun during the few years of his life which God has given him; for this is his reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, as for every man to whom God has given riches and wealth, He has also empowered him to eat from them and to receive his reward and rejoice in his labor; this is the gift of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Ecclesiastes 5:18,19 NASB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/feeds/689021359056946059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4134473583395786538&amp;postID=689021359056946059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/689021359056946059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/689021359056946059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/2008/07/work-hard.html' title='Work Hard'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4134473583395786538.post-8140615575011594951</id><published>2008-07-10T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T19:26:47.952-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Faith"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Humble Means"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jesus Christ"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Powers"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Walk Through the Valley"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wonderful Gift"/><title type='text'>Trusting Always in Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style=&quot;font-size: 16px; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;          &lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;span style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;font-size:11;&quot; &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Romans 8:38-39 NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, though I walk through the valley&lt;br /&gt;of the shadow of death,&lt;br /&gt;I will fear no evil:&lt;br /&gt;for thou art with me;&lt;br /&gt;thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Psalm 23:4  KJV &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how to get along with humble means, and I also know how to live in prosperity; in any and every circumstance I have learned the secret of being filled and going hungry, both of having abundance and suffering need. I can do all things through Him who strengthens me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Philippians 4:12,13 NASB &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt; Thanks be unto God for His wonderful gift:&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ, the only begotten Son of God&lt;br /&gt;is the object of our faith; the only faith&lt;br /&gt;that saves is faith in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/feeds/8140615575011594951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4134473583395786538&amp;postID=8140615575011594951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/8140615575011594951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4134473583395786538/posts/default/8140615575011594951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://humblemeans.blogspot.com/2008/07/trusting-always-in-him.html' title='Trusting Always in Him'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>