<?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-3525955625300291289</id><updated>2024-10-04T19:59:18.043-07:00</updated><category term="love"/><category term="God"/><category term="Holy Spirit"/><category term="grace"/><category term="Jesus"/><category term="Bible"/><category term="Christ"/><category term="Marriage"/><category term="christianity"/><category term="faith"/><category term="lessons"/><category term="money"/><category term="Christian"/><category term="Christmas story"/><category term="Savior"/><category term="bankrupcy"/><category term="broke"/><category term="compassion"/><category 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term="giving"/><category term="glory"/><category term="gospel"/><category term="growing"/><category term="growth"/><category term="guide"/><category term="healing grace self defeating  growth life love journey identity heartbreak"/><category term="heart"/><category term="how to grow"/><category term="humble"/><category term="humility"/><category term="journal"/><category term="kids"/><category term="kingdom"/><category term="lifted up"/><category term="light"/><category term="loss"/><category term="matthew 1:18-25"/><category term="meaning of life"/><category term="meditate"/><category term="meditations"/><category term="mercy"/><category term="messenger"/><category term="mom"/><category term="music"/><category term="on the river"/><category term="pain"/><category term="passion"/><category term="pics"/><category term="picture"/><category term="prayer"/><category term="pride"/><category term="psalms 40:1-2"/><category term="reading plan for Christmas"/><category term="receiving"/><category term="rejection"/><category term="rejoice"/><category term="restoring faith"/><category term="revelations"/><category term="riverfront"/><category term="salvation"/><category term="saving grace"/><category term="searching faith"/><category term="seeing"/><category term="song"/><category term="talents"/><category term="temporary home"/><category term="the Lord&#39;s promise"/><category term="the way"/><category term="the wilderness"/><category term="ultimate sacrifice"/><category term="understanding"/><category term="unresolved anger"/><category term="values"/><category term="video"/><category term="virgin Mary"/><category term="voice"/><category term="we must die to self"/><category term="why me God"/><title type='text'>Grace Notes</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is my journal of faith in God through my trials, and the many, many lessons I am learning.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525955625300291289.post-8051369894892136436</id><published>2015-02-27T06:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2015-02-27T06:34:30.116-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="divorce"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hurt"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moving on"/><title type='text'>Love Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;From the moment she fell, she loved with a full and pure heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Till pain and darkness tore her apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Measured daily by her homemaking tasks-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Love by a measuring stick? Oh how would that last?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;She held onto hope that again her heart would be filled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Time marched on...the hurt remained, still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Blame was placed always, such a heavy weight to bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;For if she did everything wrong, then why was he still there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Crumbled on the floor, to God she cried out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;He opened her eyes, and erased her self-doubt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;The path had to change to know love&#39;s truth as it should be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;He stood firmly, choosing not to follow the change..therefore, she had to leave....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;By: Jamie Campbell&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8051369894892136436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2015/02/love-lost_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/8051369894892136436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/8051369894892136436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2015/02/love-lost_27.html' title='Love Lost'/><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-3525955625300291289.post-3968510983784834895</id><published>2015-02-27T06:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2015-02-27T06:33:28.003-08:00</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="meaning of life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the wilderness"/><title type='text'>Wilderness</title><content type='html'>The &quot;wilderness&quot; is needed and a valuable place to realign our priorities, deal with our issues, regroup and refresh our spirit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;But we weren&#39;t meant to stay in the &quot;wilderness&quot;. At some point, we need to pack up our tent and move forward.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Allow God to lead you to the promised land!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3968510983784834895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2015/02/wilderness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/3968510983784834895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/3968510983784834895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2015/02/wilderness.html' title='Wilderness'/><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-3525955625300291289.post-3773180192944192924</id><published>2015-02-27T05:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2015-02-27T05:22:50.661-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="healing grace self defeating  growth life love journey identity heartbreak"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry"/><title type='text'>Building My Wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s time to depart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Ole self-defeating friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;....a side of myself&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;That just has to end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;I grasped the carousel tightly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;As we&#39;d go round and round&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;You spoke such harsh words&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Yet no one heard a sound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;I accepted the shackles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;When I hitched that ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;In tow for the long haul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Losing my ability to decide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;I fought you at first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Yet it was to no avail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Then came acceptance paired with denial&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Following on up the trail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m severing the grip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;You&#39;ve held tightly onto me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;The doubt, the degradation&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Thinking I&#39;m unable to lead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Now I&#39;m reclaiming my identity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Just so you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Gazing in the mirror, I say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;This part of me has to go&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m free I think&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;But wait! Not so fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Be patient my dear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Wounds heal with time -though the pain won&#39;t last&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;As I pray myself to sleep, I think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Tomorrow&#39;s another day-it&#39;s fine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ll just keep building my wings&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;One feather at a time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;By: Jamie Campbell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3773180192944192924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2015/02/building-my-wings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/3773180192944192924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/3773180192944192924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2015/02/building-my-wings.html' title='Building My Wings'/><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-3525955625300291289.post-5502727191555901589</id><published>2015-02-19T10:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2015-02-19T10:17:31.975-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="divorce"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hurt"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moving on"/><title type='text'>Love Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;From the moment she fell, she loved with a full and pure heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Till pain and darkness tore her apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Measured daily by her homemaking tasks-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Love by a measuring stick? Oh how would that last?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;She held onto hope that again her heart would be filled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Time marched on...the hurt remained, still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Blame was placed always, such a heavy weight to bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;For if she did everything wrong, then why was he still there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;Crumbled on the floor, to God she cried out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;He opened her eyes, and erased her self-doubt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;The path had to change to know love&#39;s truth as it should be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;He stood firmly, choosing not to follow the change..therefore, she had to leave....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;&quot;&gt;By: Jamie Campbell&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5502727191555901589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2015/02/love-lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/5502727191555901589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/5502727191555901589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2015/02/love-lost.html' title='Love Lost'/><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-3525955625300291289.post-2718433493797589551</id><published>2015-01-18T21:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2015-01-18T21:26:10.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Blogging</title><content type='html'>It&#39;s been almost two years since I&#39;ve blogged. So much happened within the last two years. My writing and journaling continued but not on the blog. Now, I will begin again, sharing my journey of growth through faith.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully you can identify with my testimony and daily struggles. If one person can relate and find solace in my writing,then it&#39;s not for nothing!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May God bless you!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2718433493797589551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2015/01/back-to-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/2718433493797589551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/2718433493797589551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2015/01/back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to Blogging'/><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-3525955625300291289.post-1408191509440635628</id><published>2012-04-16T14:42:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-16T14:49:35.504-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christian truth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crucifixion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gospel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="grace"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Holy Spirit"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jesus emptied Himself"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mercy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="purpose driven life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="salvation"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the way"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ultimate sacrifice"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="we must die to self"/><title type='text'>The Act of Emptying</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;In your relationship with one another, have the same mindset as Christ Jesus:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who, being the very nature of God, did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage; rather he made himself nothing by taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness. And being found in appearance as a man, He humbled himself by becoming obedient to death-even death on a cross!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Therefore, God exalted Him to the highest place and gave Him the Name that is above every other name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Chris is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Philippians 2:5-11 NIV&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;The thought of Jesus having all the power above everything, in His divine nature, yet emptying Himself of His power to take the form of man; is a mind-boggling, awesome act! Imagine having power above all things, and setting it aside to just help one person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;Jesus, our Savior did this not for one person...but for the entire world! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;Imagine facing temptation, pain, torture, and death, to save the world from sin; but also having the full Divinity of all power to escape it all. This is truly the &lt;i&gt;ultimate sacrifice, &lt;/i&gt;that has only been fulfilled by Jesus. On the third day, Jesus rose again to offer us all His saving grace through the Holy Spirit. Ghandi, Muhammed, Buddha, and many other religious leaders did not fulfill this incredible feat. Only One can save us, and &lt;i&gt;His Name is above every other name&lt;/i&gt;, Jesus. &lt;i&gt;Every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth, and under the earth, and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;Jesus sacrificed Himself in every way as a man, to glorify our Father in Heaven. He is God Who put Himself aside. He modeled for us the WAY to go to the Father, through love, prayer, and humility. Jesus performed many miracles as a man anointed by God, with complete dependence on His Father. He demonstrated the ultimate form of faith, in the form of man. Thus, He is the Way, the Truth, and the Life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;We, as humans are filled with ourselves, but in direct opposition to the nature of God. When we are filled with ourselves, we become self-serving and end up miserable. I know, I had been so filled with self that I could not see anyone else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;A sure way to become filled with the essence of God through the Holy Spirit is to continually empty ourselves. Unlike Jesus, we are not Divine when filled with self. As Jesus, rendered void His power; we must shed ourselves of our own will. Like Jesus, we must become dependent on the Father. We must die to ourselves by coming to the cross...many times. We must be transformed by the renewing of our mind, as the Apostle Paul wrote in Romans 12:1-2. He doesn’t say renew your mind once. It’s the “renewing” of your mind through the help of the Holy Spirit, which is daily and constant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Therefore, I urge you, brothers and sisters, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God-this is your true and proper worship. Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is-His good, pleasing and perfect will. Romans 12:1-2 NIV&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt; Everlasting life, salvation, redemption, satisfaction, peace, joy and love above all is found at the cross. We can not come to this place through our own work or will. We are not capable of saving ourselves. All glory goes to God and through Him all things were made!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt; So our dependency on God is essential. It’s one of the main ingredients in which we need to fill ourselves with once we start the process of emptying ourselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;What we are capable of doing, is to make a move toward God through faith. We are capable of reading His Word and patiently listening for His guidance, seeking God in all things. God is faithful, and He wants to do great things for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;I am so grateful that Jesus emptied himself for us. It’s hard to empty out myself of my  own will and it’s a process that takes faith, time and deliberate daily prayer. Growth does not happen overnight, and each day Jesus’ grace is sufficient for the us as I believe He is doing the work on my heart as a believer. Which brings me back to the magnitude of the power and strength of our God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;It takes time, a long time for us to empty ourselves, and it’s something we have to do over and over again. But Jesus emptied himself at once to become man so that we can have eternal life. He left His power at the throne in heaven to experience everything we experience like pain, defeat, sorrow, struggles, temptation.... He did the unimaginable, and gave it all for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt; I am in complete adoration of our God who is capable of doing all things beyond our ability to even comprehend His greatness! Even the angels in heaven, who are supernatural beings created by God can only mutter the phrase “Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty, who was, and is, and is to come”, when faced with God’s presence at the throne. The angels repeat this phrase over and over day and night because His Glory is just that incredible...too dumbfounding for us to put into any other words.... too astonishing to comprehend. The angels could only mutter a phrase that seems so simple but so very powerful, bowing down fully worshipping our Lord Almighty.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Each of the four living creatures had six wings and was covered with eyes all around, even under its wings. Day and night they never stop saying: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty, Who was, and is, and is to come.” Whenever the living creatures give glory, honor and thanks to Him who sits on the throne and Who lives forever and ever. The twenty-four elders fall down before him Who sits on the throne and worship Him Who lives forever and ever. They lay their crowns before the throne and say: “You are worthy, our Lord and God, to receive glory and honor and power, for You created all things, and by Your will they were created and have their being.” Revelations 4:8-11 NIV&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;Consider this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;When we think of Jesus while He was on this earth, do we think of Him as only God, or only man? Do we think that we cannot relate to Him because He is the Son of God, Almighty? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;He came down to earth in the form of man, to show us the Way, the Truth and the Life by experiencing the trials that we all face. But most importantly He experienced the greatest trial and pain of all through His ultimate sacrifice by dying on the cross to save us from sin and grant us eternal life everlasting. Jesus is the greatest teacher to ever walk this earth, modeling the Way for us and connecting us to our unseen Father in Heaven; giving all glory to God our Father. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;We can bring all of our troubles to Him, for He knows what we are feeling and He will comfort us all the days of our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1408191509440635628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2012/04/act-of-emptying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/1408191509440635628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/1408191509440635628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2012/04/act-of-emptying.html' title='The Act of Emptying'/><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-3525955625300291289.post-3565578524395018181</id><published>2012-01-06T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T20:15:11.972-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="compassion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="failure"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fear"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lifted up"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pain"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="psalms 40:1-2"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rejection"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rejoice"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="saving grace"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="unresolved anger"/><title type='text'>Sifting through the &quot;Mire&quot;</title><content type='html'>I waited patiently for the Lord, He turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire. He set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. &lt;div&gt;Psalms 40:1-2  &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your mire? Mire= sediment at the bottom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mire can be buried pain, unresolved anger, hidden sin, a great loss, failures, rejection or fears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we bury pain alive, it keeps popping up in our lives at unexpected moments. God wants us to have courage to face our &quot;mire&quot;. Once we face our pain with the help of God, we can bury our pain dead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;Freedom from the pit of darkness demands confrontation of our past, straining every experience through the truth that &quot;all&quot; things work together for our good. The will of God admits no defeat and penalizes no one! We can allow our past to defeat us or empower us. Harnessing the power of the past is a compelling weapon in the war against darkness.&quot; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                                                                           Mary &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Southerland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This article by Mary &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;Southerland&lt;/span&gt;, struck a chord in my gut. Facing pain is scary, but once we face it head on, it loses its power. After we face it, something incredible happens inside...we are free!  This can be &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;achieved&lt;/span&gt; through God, Who loves us and wants us to live abundantly in all areas of our lives. Trust God! Confess to him your pain, especially the pain you keep hidden deep within your heart. God wants to use us to bring more people into His kingdom. But many times, we need to do some pruning in areas of our lives, to allow God room to work through us in a more efficient way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you prune a tree, new branches are allowed to grow in a beautiful, full fashion. Unlike a tree that is never pruned. The tree that is not pruned will grow, but at a much slower pace. Wild branches get in the way, hindering growth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or like my spare bedroom that is filled up with junk. Some things in that spare bedroom are precious and are of good use to me, but I cannot get to those precious items because the junk is in the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the start of 2012, I vow to prune my &quot;tree of life&quot;; to clean my spare bedroom. I do so desperately want God to work in and through me to help others. I have found my firm place to stand, my rock (Jesus). But I must continue to sift through the &quot;mire&quot; in my life to further my growth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people feel that they must live good, balanced and healthy lives before they come to Jesus. I can testify that Jesus will embrace you wherever you are in life, no matter what troubles you face or character flaws you possess. He will live in your heart and cause you to WANT to change and grow for the good of all. He ignites a fire in your spirit that compels you to step forward in your journey towards His kingdom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My spirit knows God&#39;s love, grace, strength, compassion and truth. And I anxiously await for my tree to bear good fruit, fruits of the Holy Spirit. But I must commence in pruning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, Jesus, for saving me from the pit of mud and mire that I once swam in. Help me to sift through the mire so that I can be an efficient vessel for You to work through. Amen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3565578524395018181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/sifting-through-mire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/3565578524395018181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/3565578524395018181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2012/01/sifting-through-mire.html' title='Sifting through the &quot;Mire&quot;'/><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-3525955625300291289.post-6049242172636249270</id><published>2011-12-26T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2015-02-01T12:24:53.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Words and the WORD which is Perfect</title><content type='html'>As I am growing in Christ in my spiritual journey, I have come to &lt;i&gt;know &lt;/i&gt;the absolute power of &lt;i&gt;God&#39;s Word. &lt;/i&gt;I remember from a young child, learning about the Bible and the Truth and Power it contains within its pages. I recall watching scary movies and visions of a priest holding the Bible and casting out the demon of a possessed little girl. I was educated through religion class as a Catholic, and learned the &lt;i&gt;Good News&lt;/i&gt; of the birth, death, and resurrection of our Savior, Jesus Christ. This was ingrained in me and known by me, but I never knew how essential it was for me to apply the &lt;i&gt;teaching and Biblical principles &lt;/i&gt;to my life. I really did not know how. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can know all kinds of things but if we don&#39;t act on that knowledge...what&#39;s the point? It was not until I got to the point of complete brokenness, that my eyes and ears were open to the TRUTH. The TRUTH I am speaking of is Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HE IS the Life the Way and the Truth!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And until I surrendered my selfish motives and ambitions; I was lost within my own heart, mind and spirit. I was looking through life with muddy lenses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No clear focus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I replaced my own perspectives for God&#39;s, and the lenses became clear. Since then, I have been in a stage of revelatory growth. And growth is hard work BUT, it&#39;s a process I will commit to for the rest of my life. And it&#39;s exciting, scary (sometimes) and only complete with full submission to the Lord. I&#39;ve found my greatest moment of peace while allowing God to take reigns of my life. And as the old saying goes &quot;I&#39;m not where I want to be but I&#39;m not where I used to be&quot;, is true of where I stand now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But where I stand now, through Christ, I&#39;ve been given tools and Godly Wisdom to practice in my day to day living. This Godly Wisdom comes through His WORD (the Bible), prayer (relationship) and through Godly people who were put in my path. And I know, these beautiful people were not put in my path by accident! And I will stay the course of relying on God&#39;s Wisdom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All Glory goes to God! I am nothing without Christ!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6049242172636249270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/the-power-of-words-and-word-which-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/6049242172636249270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/6049242172636249270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/the-power-of-words-and-word-which-is.html' title='The Power of Words and the WORD which is Perfect'/><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-3525955625300291289.post-7114788271694571178</id><published>2011-12-22T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T05:57:37.764-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Memphis"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="on the river"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pics"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="TN"/><title type='text'>Memphis, TN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC-JW8zgwHJe_mJ-zSW06t3Cvgdinwe5lsHVTcNR4G9ntGI6VoBFr46Dt576M11kTBeJx7EXfzEWP7wVLH6G_TeRAH3w2aX0HHO-3j6V_A2JSoLmH_LzkF27MHQr_bKBFFCI6vuqOJmCU/s1600/IMG_0861.JPG&quot; onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC-JW8zgwHJe_mJ-zSW06t3Cvgdinwe5lsHVTcNR4G9ntGI6VoBFr46Dt576M11kTBeJx7EXfzEWP7wVLH6G_TeRAH3w2aX0HHO-3j6V_A2JSoLmH_LzkF27MHQr_bKBFFCI6vuqOJmCU/s320/IMG_0861.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688950831481650898&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another cool pic, from my nephew taken on the River!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7114788271694571178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/memphis-tn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/7114788271694571178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/7114788271694571178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/memphis-tn.html' title='Memphis, TN'/><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC-JW8zgwHJe_mJ-zSW06t3Cvgdinwe5lsHVTcNR4G9ntGI6VoBFr46Dt576M11kTBeJx7EXfzEWP7wVLH6G_TeRAH3w2aX0HHO-3j6V_A2JSoLmH_LzkF27MHQr_bKBFFCI6vuqOJmCU/s72-c/IMG_0861.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525955625300291289.post-3974387661760987320</id><published>2011-12-22T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T05:45:20.158-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="birth of Jesus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christmas story 5"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Emmanuel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Holy Spirit"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="matthew 1:18-25"/><title type='text'>Christmas Story (5)</title><content type='html'>Matthew 1:18-25&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how the birth of Jesus Christ took place. When Mary his mother was engaged to Joseph, before they were married, she became pregnant by the Holy Spirit. Joseph her husband was a righteous man. Because he didn&#39;t want to humiliate her, he decided to call off their engagement quietly. As he was thinking about this, an angel from the Lord appeared to him in a dream and said,&quot;Joseph son of David, don&#39;t be afraid to take Mary as your wife, because the child she carries was conceived by the Holy Spirit. She will give birth to a son, and you will call him Jesus because he will save his people from their sins.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now all this took place so that what the Lord had spoken through the prophet would be fulfilled:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look! A virgin will become pregnant and give birth to a son, and they will call him, Emmanuel.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Emmanuel means &quot;God with us&quot;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Joseph woke up, he did just as the angel from God commanded and took Mary as his wife. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he didn&#39;t have sexual relations with her until she gave birth to a son. Joseph called him Jesus. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3974387661760987320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-story-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/3974387661760987320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/3974387661760987320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-story-5.html' title='Christmas Story (5)'/><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-3525955625300291289.post-8261240887019073535</id><published>2011-12-20T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T07:00:28.680-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christmas story 4"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="compassion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="forgiveness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Holy Spirit"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jesus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Most High"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="prophet"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Savior"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Zechariah"/><title type='text'>Christmas Story (4)</title><content type='html'>Luke 1:67-79&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John&#39;s father Zechariah was filled with the Holy Spirit and prophesied,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;Bless the Lord God of Israel because He has come to help and has delivered His people. He has raised up a mighty Savior for us in His servant David&#39;s house, just as He said through the mouths of His holy prophets long ago. He has brought salvation from our enemies and from the power of all those who hate us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has shown mercy promised to our ancestors, and remembered His holy covenant, the solemn pledge he made to our ancestor Abraham.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has granted that we would be rescued from the power of our enemies so that we could serve Him without fear, in holiness and righteousness in God&#39;s eyes, for as long as we live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You, Child, will be called prophet of the Most High, for you will go before the Lord to prepare His way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will tell His people how to be saved through the forgiveness of their sins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of our God&#39;s deep compassion, the dawn from heaven will break upon us, to give light to those who are sitting in darkness and in the shadow of death, to guide us on the path of peace.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8261240887019073535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-story-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/8261240887019073535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/8261240887019073535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-story-4.html' title='Christmas Story (4)'/><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-3525955625300291289.post-7945274097184375437</id><published>2011-12-19T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T22:19:56.968-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ability"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ablilities"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="art"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="creative"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dancing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="designing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="expressions"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="glory"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="passion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="singing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="talents"/><title type='text'>God Dances</title><content type='html'>God dances when we use our abilities, gifts and talents. I believe this...I know this. We were created by God, and He made us with our own special abilities, our own personal gifts, and talents. The artist, dancer, musician, singer, athlete, speaker, mathematician, designer, etc, all were created to express these talents. Think for a moment about your own talents. Where do you think the passion to drive that talent comes from? Maybe you have not discovered your God-given talent yet? It&#39;s there, I can assure you. When you realize the special talent God has given you, the passion to express your talent will forever burn. Some try to quench their talent through self-doubt, insecurity, fear. But it will not go away. Some will persevere in building a livelihood based on their talents. Others will express their talent, just because they know that they have to; regardless of whether they build a career around it or not. Your talents are predestined. They were there before you formed your first thought. And to not embrace your talent, is denying God a gift he has given you. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a young girl, I will never ever forget how I felt when I danced. I studied Ballet and thrived in the art of dance. The music would ignite the movement of dance. Each classical piece would awaken my muscles, set sparks to my bones, and bring elation to my brain. It was a &quot;high&quot; in such a spiritual sense. So when I danced, I now know God was dancing with me. How can anyone doubt the existence of God? Whatever your talent may be, think of how you feel when you express and share your talent. Remember that God created that talent within you, and He is glorified when you use it. That passion and pure love that your talent provides to your soul, is God in all His Glory! God dancing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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By: Jamie Campbell </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7945274097184375437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/god-dances.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/7945274097184375437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/7945274097184375437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/god-dances.html' title='God Dances'/><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-3525955625300291289.post-4443351734565137086</id><published>2011-12-19T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T16:48:00.587-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="city view"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="New Orleans La"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="picture"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="riverfront"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Who Dat"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Who Dat Nation"/><title type='text'>New Orleans Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe4Jbjm2tYctD2ElWRqBnO5ogRkIpOVB5NYINl2RHiFna56oBf1M6_AjdgozqgsIn_NauQ5vEF3LQr2YAqtUSiy-m3ZIj8_3H8dG-3gI9LqZZ4ifUhWS9UVa4Opzfi6n-KvPRO2Dr5alA/s1600/IMG_0858.JPG&quot; onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe4Jbjm2tYctD2ElWRqBnO5ogRkIpOVB5NYINl2RHiFna56oBf1M6_AjdgozqgsIn_NauQ5vEF3LQr2YAqtUSiy-m3ZIj8_3H8dG-3gI9LqZZ4ifUhWS9UVa4Opzfi6n-KvPRO2Dr5alA/s320/IMG_0858.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688003957766706706&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;New Orleans, Louisiana! Cool pic taken by my nephew, from the riverboat. He works on the river so he has been taken some good pics of the different ports. Who Dat! &lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4443351734565137086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-orleans-lights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/4443351734565137086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/4443351734565137086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-orleans-lights.html' title='New Orleans Lights'/><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe4Jbjm2tYctD2ElWRqBnO5ogRkIpOVB5NYINl2RHiFna56oBf1M6_AjdgozqgsIn_NauQ5vEF3LQr2YAqtUSiy-m3ZIj8_3H8dG-3gI9LqZZ4ifUhWS9UVa4Opzfi6n-KvPRO2Dr5alA/s72-c/IMG_0858.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525955625300291289.post-4163191067178230785</id><published>2011-12-18T06:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T06:33:18.659-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christ"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christmas story"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Holy Spirit"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Luke 1:39-55"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mary visits Elizabeth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the Lord&#39;s promise"/><title type='text'>Christmas Story (3) Mary visits Elizabeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
Luke 1:39-55&lt;br /&gt;
A short time later, Mary hurried down the hill country of Judea. She went into Zechariah&#39;s home, where she greeted Elizabeth. When Elizabeth heard Mary&#39;s greeting, her baby moved within her. The Holy Spirit came upon Elizabeth. Then in a loud voice she said to Mary; &#39; God has blessed you more than any other woman! He has also blessed the child you will have. Why should the mother of my Lord come to me? As soon as I heard your greeting, my baby became happy and moved within me. The Lord has blessed you because you believe that He will keep His promise. &lt;br /&gt;
Mary&#39;s Song of Praise&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;With all my heart I praise the Lord, and I am glad because of God my Savior. God cares for me, His humble servant.&lt;br /&gt;
From now on, all people will say God has blessed me. God All-Powerful has done great things for me, and His name is holy.&lt;br /&gt;
He will always show mercy to everyone who worship Him.&lt;br /&gt;
The Lord has used His powerful arm to scatter those who are proud.&lt;br /&gt;
God drags strong rulers from their thrones and puts humble people in places of power.&lt;br /&gt;
God gives the hungry good things to eat, and sends the rich away with nothing. God helps His servant Israel and is always merciful to His people. &lt;br /&gt;
The Lord made this promise to our ancestors, to Abraham and his family forever! </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4163191067178230785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-story-3-mary-visits-elizabeth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/4163191067178230785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/4163191067178230785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-story-3-mary-visits-elizabeth.html' title='Christmas Story (3) Mary visits Elizabeth'/><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-3525955625300291289.post-2668371802233234119</id><published>2011-12-17T08:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T08:12:09.662-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christmas story"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God&#39;s angel appeared to Mary"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Great"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Holy Spirit"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jesus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kingdom"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Luke 1:26-38"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Son of God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="virgin Mary"/><title type='text'>Christmas Story (2)</title><content type='html'>Luke 1:26-38&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And in the sixth month the angel Gabriel was sent from God into a city of Galilee, named Nazareth to a virgin whose name was Mary. &lt;br /&gt;
And the angel came unto her, and said, &#39;Hail, thou art highly favored, the Lord is with thee; blessed art thou among women. And when she saw him, she was troubled at his saying, and cast in her mind what manner of salutation this should be. And the angel said to her, &#39;Fear not, Mary; for thou has found favor with God. And behold, thou shall conceive in thy womb, and bring forth a son, and shalt call his name JESUS.&lt;br /&gt;
He shall be great, and shall be called the Son of the Highest; and the Lord God shall give unto Him the throne of his father David. And He shall reign over the house of Jacob forever; and His kingdom there shall never end. Then Mary said to the angel, &#39;how can this be, seeing I know not a man? And the angel answered and said unto her, &#39; The Holy Ghost shall come upon thee; and the power of the Highest shall overshadow thee; therefore also that Holy Thing which shall be born of thee shall be called the Son of God. And behold, thy cousin Elizabeth, she hath also conceived a son in her old age; and this is the sixth month with her, who was called barren. &lt;br /&gt;
For with God nothing shall be impossible. And Mary said, &#39;Behold the handmaid of the Lord; be it unto me according to thy word. And the angel departed from her. </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2668371802233234119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-story-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/2668371802233234119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/2668371802233234119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-story-2.html' title='Christmas Story (2)'/><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-3525955625300291289.post-3584101499557752526</id><published>2011-12-16T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T14:47:47.050-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christian"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="everlasting"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="focus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="grace"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="guide"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="heart"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="journal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lessons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="light"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="meditate"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="praise"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="prayer"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="test of faith"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="walk with God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Word"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="worship"/><title type='text'>My Poem -Flash Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;In with the new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Out with the old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;but just for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;my life is on hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;My &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;God&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;is good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Oh yes, I know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;He&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; shows me the path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;where I must go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;In peace I stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;while the walls close in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Everyday I move forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;where light will begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;When&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; God&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, when?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Show me patience, I pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;I believe, I believe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; will deliver me on Your day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;I will give thanks daily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;for the blessings I receive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;I will share the love &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; give me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Hoping others will believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Waiting is hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;but I know &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; are teaching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;I will stay happy and grateful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;even as my life is screeching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; love is everlasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;for this I know is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Each step I take daily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;I will keep my focus on You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;by: Jamie Campbell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3584101499557752526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-poem-flash-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/3584101499557752526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/3584101499557752526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-poem-flash-thoughts.html' title='My Poem -Flash Thoughts'/><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-3525955625300291289.post-853276215163324679</id><published>2011-12-15T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T20:55:19.778-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bible"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="birth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christ"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christianity"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christmas"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="comfort God&#39;s people"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="daily"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="faith"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Isaiah"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jerusalem"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jesus"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lord"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="messenger"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="prophet"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="reading plan for Christmas"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Savior"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="voice"/><title type='text'>A Christmas Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;color: rgb(68, 68, 68);   font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; font-family:&#39;Helvetica Neue&#39;, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:12px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;  line-height: 22px; font-family:&#39;Helvetica Neue&#39;, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;h4 style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: bold; font-style: inherit; font-size: 22px; font-family: HelveticaNeue-Light, HelveticaNeue, &#39;Helvetica Neue Light&#39;, &#39;Helvetica Neue&#39;, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; letter-spacing: normal; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); line-height: 18px; &quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youversion.com/reading-plans/the-christmas-story/1&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 22px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(46, 128, 211); text-decoration: none; &quot;&gt;Isaiah 40:1-11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;scripture reader&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; color: rgb(75, 75, 75); letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 22px; &quot;&gt;&lt;h2 style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: 300; font-style: inherit; font-size: 24px; font-family: HelveticaNeue-Light, HelveticaNeue, &#39;Helvetica Neue Light&#39;, &#39;Helvetica Neue&#39;, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; letter-spacing: normal; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); line-height: 36px; &quot;&gt;Comfort for God’s people&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse&quot; id=&quot;Isa_40_1&quot;    style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.3em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit;   vertical-align: baseline; font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;color:initial;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong class=&quot;verseno&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: bold; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; &quot;&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; Comfort, comfort my people!&lt;br /&gt;says your God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse&quot; id=&quot;Isa_40_2&quot;    style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.3em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit;   vertical-align: baseline; font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;color:initial;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong class=&quot;verseno&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: bold; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; &quot;&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; Speak compassionately to Jerusalem,&lt;br /&gt;and proclaim to her that her&lt;br /&gt;compulsory service has ended,&lt;br /&gt;that her penalty has been paid,&lt;br /&gt;that she has received&lt;br /&gt;from the LORD’s hand&lt;br /&gt;double for all her sins!&lt;p style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.4em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; &quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse&quot; id=&quot;Isa_40_3&quot;    style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.3em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit;   vertical-align: baseline; font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;color:initial;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong class=&quot;verseno&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: bold; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; &quot;&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; A voice is crying out:&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Clear the LORD’s way in the desert!&lt;br /&gt;Make a level highway in the wilderness for our God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse&quot; id=&quot;Isa_40_4&quot;    style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.3em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit;   vertical-align: baseline; font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;color:initial;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong class=&quot;verseno&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: bold; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; &quot;&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; Every valley will be raised up,&lt;br /&gt;and every mountain and hill&lt;br /&gt;will be flattened.&lt;br /&gt;Uneven ground will become level,&lt;br /&gt;and rough terrain a valley plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse&quot; id=&quot;Isa_40_5&quot;    style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.3em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit;   vertical-align: baseline; font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;color:initial;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong class=&quot;verseno&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: bold; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; &quot;&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt; The LORD’s glory will appear,&lt;br /&gt;and all humanity will see it together;&lt;br /&gt;the LORD’s mouth&lt;br /&gt;has commanded it.&quot;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.4em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; &quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse&quot; id=&quot;Isa_40_6&quot;    style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.3em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit;   vertical-align: baseline; font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;color:initial;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong class=&quot;verseno&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: bold; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; &quot;&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt; A voice was saying:&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Call out!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;And another said,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What should I call out?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;All flesh is grass;&lt;br /&gt;all its loyalty is&lt;br /&gt;like the flowers of the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse&quot; id=&quot;Isa_40_7&quot;    style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.3em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit;   vertical-align: baseline; font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;color:initial;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong class=&quot;verseno&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: bold; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; &quot;&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt; The grass dries up&lt;br /&gt;and the flower withers&lt;br /&gt;when the LORD’s breath blows on it.&lt;br /&gt;Surely the people are grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse&quot; id=&quot;Isa_40_8&quot;    style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.3em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit;   vertical-align: baseline; font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;color:initial;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong class=&quot;verseno&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: bold; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; &quot;&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt; The grass dries up;&lt;br /&gt;the flower withers,&lt;br /&gt;but our God’s word&lt;br /&gt;will exist forever.&lt;p style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.4em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; &quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse&quot; id=&quot;Isa_40_9&quot;    style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.3em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit;   vertical-align: baseline; font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;color:initial;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong class=&quot;verseno&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: bold; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; &quot;&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt; Go up on a high mountain,&lt;br /&gt;messenger Zion!&lt;br /&gt;Raise your voice and shout,&lt;br /&gt;messenger Jerusalem!&lt;br /&gt;Raise it; don’t be afraid;&lt;br /&gt;say to the cities of Judah,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Here is your God!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse&quot; id=&quot;Isa_40_10&quot;    style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.3em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit;   vertical-align: baseline; font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;color:initial;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong class=&quot;verseno&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: bold; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; &quot;&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt; Here is the LORD God,&lt;br /&gt;coming with strength,&lt;br /&gt;with a triumphant arm,&lt;br /&gt;bringing his reward with him&lt;br /&gt;and his payment before him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse&quot; id=&quot;Isa_40_11&quot;    style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.3em; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit;   vertical-align: baseline; font-family:inherit;font-size:14px;color:initial;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong class=&quot;verseno&quot; style=&quot;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-weight: bold; font-style: inherit; font-size: 14px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; &quot;&gt;11&lt;/strong&gt; Like a shepherd, God will tend the flock;&lt;br /&gt;he will gather lambs in his arms&lt;br /&gt;and lift them onto his lap.&lt;br /&gt;He will gently guide&lt;br /&gt;the nursing ewes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/853276215163324679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/853276215163324679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/853276215163324679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-story.html' title='A Christmas Story'/><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-3525955625300291289.post-7889924889508680233</id><published>2011-12-13T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T09:47:15.727-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eternal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lessons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="purpose driven life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="singing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="song"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="spirituality"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="temporary home"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="understanding"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="video"/><title type='text'>Temporary Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I am reading a Purpose Driven Life by Rick Warren. In it he talks about how our time spent here is temporary compared to the everlasting life in heaven. It&#39;s our &quot;temporary home&quot;. This morning my daughter was singing this song which touched me in a deeper sense than it had before. I knew the meaning behind the song, and always cried when I heard it (especially when my daughter sings) of course. But the meaning was cemented more especially after reading this book. &amp;nbsp;&quot;&lt;i&gt;We fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal&quot; 2 Corinthians 4:18&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Question to consider: [taken from A Purpose Driven Life]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;How should the fact that life on earth is just a temporary assignment change the way I am living right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My invisible boundaries are now lined with barricades and construction tape. It’s a sensitive project, restoring my soul that is. It’s a paramount and essential task in which I can rejoice in God! I prayed to Him to help me see the wrongs in my life, to make the changes where I need, and to guide me to where I need to go. God answered me by taking sandpaper to my soul, stripping me of all excess, making me aware of my complete dependancy on Him. I was always a believer, but life and it’s many props got in between God and I. My husband and I were blessed with a prosperous life, but lost sight of a Force that would keep us grounded.  I am cognizant of my failure to keep Him in the center of my life. &lt;b&gt;John 1:3 &lt;/b&gt;(NIV) Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: 13.0px Chalkboard; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 17.0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: 13.0px Chalkboard; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0px;&quot;&gt;When undertaking a restoration project, the old must be stripped away. The old way of thinking, the old self-centeredness, the old negativity, the old stubborn attitude; all must be sanded down. And I can testify that the feel of sandpaper is rough against the ways I must shed. But the hope in my soul is more alive and vibrant than ever! I feel the lightness of losing the excess. In my bareness, I see a new path, a new life; and I can embrace the comfort and protection of my God who is working earnestly to restore me. I can see that it starts and ends with HIM, and all things added to my life should be glorified in Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: 13.0px Chalkboard; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 17.0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: 13.0px Chalkboard; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0px;&quot;&gt;I used to thank God here and there. I truly felt that I had a thankful spirit. I knew that I had blessings in my life and I thought I was grateful. But now with the bareness and brokenness I carry, I can touch the true meaning of thanks. My spirit is engulfed in gratitude to Christ, for saving me from myself. And through reading His Word, I understand the need for a strong foundation. Therefore, the restoration project commenced in me, seeking to start with Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: 13.0px Chalkboard; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 17.0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font: 13.0px Chalkboard; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;rtl&quot; style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0px;&quot;&gt;I am more humble now for there is no excess to feed my pride. And while I am “under construction” and the new, strong building blocks are put in place through God’s Word, faith, family and Christian support; there are still little cracks that reveal themselves, requiring more sanding. I was meditating on my need to be humble and how I now can feel true humility in my circumstance. In my spirit came a new revelation. My husband and I both loved to give when we had money. We both enjoyed treating others to meals, giving gifts, and helping others by means of donations. We are now not in the position to give to others. We are on the other side, where we are on the receiving end of gifts and blessings from family and friends. I can say that I don’t like to be in that position, it’s a very hard spot for me to be in. Blessings from my parents, my sister, my husband’s sister and brother-in-law, close friends, have been given to us in our time of need. And in receiving these gifts from loved ones, my emotions overwhelm me to tears of gratefulness. At the same time, the pain of losing control as the giver splinters my soul. There’s a sense of control as the giver, and the receiver is blessed but also indebted to the giver. I realize that I’d never been able to fully accept a gift. In past, if someone gave me a nice gift; I would quickly want to return the favor. Instead of me just accepting a gift, I had to regain control by making sure I gave back. I am sure this is not an uncommon feeling among others, at least I don’t think it is. But by reflecting on my reluctancy to receive gifts or help, my pride was illuminated. It’s a pride thing in me. And pride is the opposite of humility. So another crack was revealed in my restoration project. I can still return the favors to those who helped us out, when I am on more stable ground. I will feel indebted to those who so graciously blessed us in this time of need. But I will let go of the pride and shame in my heart, when someone wants to bless me. This is a tough crack to repair, and possible requires more grinding. But I will move forward through this by leaning on Christ to help me in those areas. I remind myself daily, that God gave us an everlasting Gift. That Gift was His Son, Jesus. I would not be “under construction”, building a new and solid foundation in my life, if I reluctantly received Jesus in my heart. Thank you, God for sacrificing Your Son for us&lt;/span&gt;all.I am forever a child of God! And my soul is catching up to my renewed spirit in YOU! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4730974186798822071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/sandpaper-and-my-soul-undertaking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/4730974186798822071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/4730974186798822071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/sandpaper-and-my-soul-undertaking.html' title='Sandpaper and My Soul; Undertaking Restoration'/><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-3525955625300291289.post-383327815036271802</id><published>2011-12-06T07:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T19:55:06.931-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="broke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christianity"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="clean"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="encouragement"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="grace"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="growing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="how to grow"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humble"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Humilty"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lessons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Marriage"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mom"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="money"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="selfishness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="test of faith"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="values"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="walk with God"/><title type='text'>Humble Pie and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&quot;Humility is not thinking less of yourself, it&#39;s just thinking of yourself less often.&quot; C.S. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I get it now, God. Forgive me for being a slow learner. I must be humble.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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My job is a job of service. I clean homes to contribute to the needs of my family. This is not the type of job I envisioned for myself, I supposed to do something creative; express myself artistically. God tells me I must wait, I must first learn how to be humble and serve others. I had an easy life up until several years ago, and I neglected to appreciate the life I had. I was a stay-at-home mom, and lady of leisure. Prudent, not I. I was the wind, flighty and shifty. The only thing that grounded me was my children. I wanted to be the best mom I could be and give my kids every opportunity at success. I would shift into mommy position, then to me position, mommy, me, mommy, me. My barometer did not pick up my husband. I&#39;d see him in my forecast, but he was death to my wind-he was the windbreaker, so I&#39;d shift my course.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;My husband is a logical man. And I so needed him for balance. But I would not hear his insightful words of wisdom. &quot;We need to budget, we need to be consistent, we need to plan for the future&quot;, he would say.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Oh! the things that consumed my life back then! How silly and insignificant they were. Tennis, shopping, indulging in gossip and drama, filled up my daytime activities. Once the kids got home from school....I&#39;d hyper focus on them. Yes, God ....I am getting it! Of course, I would have to &quot;walk through&quot; these hard times to see just how crooked my path was. And I thank Him for holding my hand as I &quot;walk through&quot;. God welcomed me into His Grace, strengthening me in every step. I asked God to help me, and I know that He is. As I was cleaning a home yesterday, He revealed to my heart that I am learning to be humble. I am not the girl with the latest fashions anymore. I am not the girl who gets her hair done every six weeks, anymore. I don&#39;t have time to focus on me anymore. As I look into the mirror, I see the change. I am not the kept woman I once was. I am stripped of vanity, and back to basics. This is my lesson. Be humble.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; When I think of how long we have been in this financially deficient state, I realize that God is waiting for my lessons to fully take root in my heart. It&#39;s easy to realize a lesson being taught and think, &quot;oh I get it now&quot;; but to walk through that lesson daily for some time, gives truth and staying power to the lesson. God knows I am stubborn, so I am sure he wants to make sure I will not return to my foolish ways. And learning to be humble is just one lesson, of many He is teaching me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I sat in an unfamiliar church, almost two years ago, frustrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;and desperate for answers. I was desperate for answers to why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;my marriage, finances, and life was crumbling around me. I am a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;Catholic, with faith. But I surrendered, completely to Jesus, in a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;church so foreign to what I was used to. This church is Church of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;the King, a non-denominational Christian church. A spark in my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;spirit happened there, igniting a true, and bold faith. My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;emptiness was filled and my journey, following Christ, began.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;For months prior to that day in the unfamiliar church, the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;dialogue with God and [myself] raced continually in my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;assaulting my spirit. I could not shake these thoughts, I could not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;turn them off. &quot;Why God! Why is this happening to us? Why is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;this happening to me? Please help me! We are broke, Lord...we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;had so much, now we have nothing! How are we going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;survive? My husband is hitting a wall at every turn, looking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;work...WHY!? And I am just a stay-at-home mom, with no college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;degree! What can I do, how can I be of any help to our situation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;I know You hear me God! Please answer me!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I was fortunate and blessed to stay at home and raise our 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;precious children. We had a very comfortable lifestyle, and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;never thought our money tree would quit bearing fruit. My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;husband worried about our financial security even when we were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;secure. Not me, though. Nope. How could I understand the great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;responsibility he had on his shoulders? I was spoiled by him, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;I had never been in his shoes; the shoes that carried the weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;of fully providing for our family. He felt that I did not appreciate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;him and his efforts to give us a nice life. I thought that I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;appreciate him, really I convinced myself that I was appreciative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;But I was not. And I know that, now. I took so much for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;I was so selfish, but could not see it. How could I be selfish? I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;gave of myself fully to my kids. I enjoyed helping others, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;have compassion for others. I am very generous. I am a pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;good person, in my own standards. My love for my husband is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;genuine. And my kids are everything to me. So why did I feel so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;wretched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I spent years reading through self-help books, searching for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;solution to our never ending battle of wills. We were both very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;strong-willed, and we’d fight to be right. We would both stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;firm on our opposing views, neither wanting to give. But I would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;usually be the first to cry mercy, just because I’d grow tired of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;stand-off. Ironically, I despised fighting. I grew up with my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;parents who had many verbal arguments, and I vowed to not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;fight like that in front of my children. My husband grew up in a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;similar environment where screaming was normal. We both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;agreed (when our children were 1 and 2 years old), that we did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;not want to repeat that behavior. So we tried to shield our kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;from our arguments. It was easy for us both to be vocally expressive, but we only heard what was coming from our own mouths. The art of listening to each other, was just not there. And because we were trying in earnest to not argue in front of the kids, we developed the Cold War fighting style. Silent treatments and snide remarks replaced the yelling. And who were we kidding? That could only last so long before one of us would explode. This is how my husband and I dealt with disagreements, and money was the trigger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; About 3 years ago, our world came crashing down on us. My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;husband construction company was forced into bankruptcy. His&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;greatest fear realized, and all of his resources to make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;money, vanished. Our bank accounts were frozen, leaving us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;financially paralyzed. Life as we knew it, would be a thing of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;past. Luxury and lagniappe, gone. No longer would I be playing tennis four days a week, having lunch with the girls and hanging out at our club. That was my daily life. When the kids would come home from school, off we’d go back to the club where they would play tennis, swim and have fun. This type of luxury would be the first to go, and it was a major blow to the carefree and spoiled spirit I possessed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;Soon after we would feel the jabs from losing material possessions that I took for granted. We had to sell my new Suburban, some jewelry, equipment, season passes, furniture...anything to give us some cash to survive until things got better. And we assumed things would turn around quickly, my husband was a master at overcoming a rough patch. But this was not an ordinary rough patch. And everyday that passed, my husband’s spirit broke a little more. He figured he would re-build his company, and he’d get more jobs. But at every turn we faced a wall. My husband had always been extremely independent and industrious, and our new reality was killing him inside. Our house went into foreclosure and collectors were calling us daily. We tried to keep our faith in God, but hopelessness was taking root in us both. I filled out countless applications, with no luck in finding a job. I could have worked nights and weekends at a retail store, but I could not be away from my kids especially since they are reaching the teen years, at 12 and 13. So I prayed, and prayed, and prayed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Occasionally, I would run into my bathroom and crumple myself on the floor, crying out to God. “What am I supposed to do, God? Please help me help our family! Please help my husband find work! He is giving up, God...he is broken! And I cannot take this any longer!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Several months prior to my episodes where I would plead with God, a friend told me about her church, in passing. It was just a general conversation where she asked if I had ever gone to her church, and she shared how much she loved it. She described the church as a Bible teaching church where lessons from the Bible were made current and relevant to our every day lives. Life applications from God’s Word. I was intrigued but I was Catholic. And yes, I know I know...fellow Catholics, we hear the Gospel in church then the priest talks about how to apply it to our lives. But I was not connecting to the homily at my current church. I was interested in hearing a message with a connection. Though I was curious about my friend’s church, I stayed at my current church. It would not be until months later, while crumpled hysterically crying on the bathroom floor, when I had a strong feeling on my heart to go there. Today I know, that the strong impression I felt, was God telling me to go there. But at that time, I did not realize He was with me the whole time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As I sat in this Christian Bible church, I felt a warmth in my soul. I hung on to every word of the Pastor, and the Word of God penetrated my heart. That day I learned so many things in 60 minutes of teaching. I surrendered my heart to Jesus that day, and the feeling of peace and joy overwhelmed me to tears. I was home at last, and I had lots of work to do. The Bible is filled with answers to life’s questions. I needed to dig deep into His Word. I made the decision to put God first, study His Word daily, and to pray in a way that would please God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; This was the start of my walk with God, with Jesus in my heart and the Holy Spirit as my guide. I was beginning to see how selfish I had been. He revealed things in my heart that I had neglected to see. I was too busy seeing everyone else’s problems, especially my husband’s. Receiving the gift of Jesus into my heart, magnified my need to look within and search my own heart. I needed to shed my own willfulness and become obedient to His Word. God showed me how selfish I had been. He illuminated my character faults and taught me how I had a pattern of wrong thinking. I had lived this way for so long, and it would be a challenge to change. But I welcomed this challenge to change with excitement because I knew that Christ was working on, in and through me. The Holy Spirit keeps revealing so many answers to why I am here, right now facing hard times. Our struggles with financial problems are only a byproduct, a symptom of our true problems. Our marriage was spiritually bankrupt, I used to put God in a box, and I neglected apply His Word to all areas of my life. For years I had built up resentment in my heart towards my husband. I felt hurt by him because he would rather spoil me with material things, than give his time. If there was something he didn’t feel like doing (with me), he just wouldn’t do it. Period. And I became so rebellious towards him in a passive aggressive way, because of my resentment. Through Christ, I had to realize to let the resentment go, let the anger go, and pray for God to work on his heart. I could not change the past. I could not change my husband. And while I may have felt hurt by my husband, the pain I caused him through careless spending and irresponsibility was incredible. Plus, I not only hurt him, I hurt our family. I had never held myself accountable for the many mistakes I was making, it was easier for me to put the blame on my husband. My feelings, my thoughts, my points and views, my hurt,&amp;nbsp; had such a grip on me because I thought too highly of myself. And because I was self-righteous, I could not see or hear the views, thoughts or feelings, my husband was having.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I spent the next year growing in Christ, and leaning into him. My faith in God is stronger than it ever was. I cannot get enough of His Word, and I feel liberated and full in spirit. I have hope, and peace like never before. And he gives me the strength to move forward. We still, are in extreme debt. I now clean houses to help contribute to the needs of our family. My husband is still trying to recover his business, and get work, with very little breakthrough. We are now approaching 3 years in this financial drought, but the length of the duration tells me that God is making sure I am fully equipped for the next stage. It also tells me that I have more growing to do before it gets easier. I know that He is making me walk THROUGH this for a reason, and I can’t wait to see what God has in store for me. I Praise God, and thank God, for allowing me to face these hard times. Had it not been for these hard times, I would still have a long distance relationship with my Creator. Instead, He saved me with His Grace and drew me into His Love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;Philippians 2:1-5 NASB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;letter-spacing: 0.0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Therefore if there is any encouragement in Christ, if there is any consolation of love, if there is any fellowship of the Spirit, if any affection and compassion,&amp;nbsp;make my joy complete by being of the same mind, maintaining the same love, united in spirit, intent on one purpose.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Do nothing from selfishness or empty conceit, but with humility of mind regard one another as more important than yourselves;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;do not merely look out for your own personal interests, but also for the interests of others.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Have this attitude in yourselves which was also in Christ Jesus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8999979641856600282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/sat-in-unfamiliar-church-almost-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/8999979641856600282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/8999979641856600282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/sat-in-unfamiliar-church-almost-two.html' title='Why Me God? It&#39;s all about ME!'/><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-3525955625300291289.post-3501592686715680818</id><published>2011-12-02T15:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T07:00:09.894-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bankrupcy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bible"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christianity"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="courage"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="despair"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="encouragement"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="faith"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="grace"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="growth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Marriage"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="peace"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="saved"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="spirituality"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="struggle"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="unemployment"/><title type='text'>Welcome To &quot;Grace Notes&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;Welcome to my blog!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;My mission is to share my journey of growth in Christ. I am from a Catholic background, where I learned about Jesus, Faith, and the Gospel. I thought, through all of those years, I had a relationship with God, and Jesus was in my heart. But it was not until I had to face &quot;hard times&quot;, that I found Him waiting to hear from me. He wanted me to seek Him, to call on Him, rely on Him, and I did....I cried out to Him in desperation because I did not have the answers to my problems. I did not know what to do in my situation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;My situation...my &#39;hard times&#39;, was and is a common problem that many are facing today, the financial pit-fall...an economic crisis. &amp;nbsp;I know that I am not alone in my financial INSECURITY. But I do know that I have found Someone who brings with Him, peace and contentment; SOMEONE who brings Truth and clarity into my troubled heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;This financial problem is a byproduct of something bigger, a brokenness in me that I neglected to see for so long. I can honestly say that I am thankful to God, for allowing my husband and I to fall face-down losing all monetary security. This fall is growing- up the girl in my mirror, finally maturing her emotionally... at age 41!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #4c1130;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hear my prayer, O Lord, and let my cry come to You. Hide not Your face from me in the day when I am in distress! Incline Your ear to me; in the day when I call, answer me speedily. Psalms 102:1-2&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;phoebew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3501592686715680818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/welcome-to-grace-notes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/3501592686715680818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3525955625300291289/posts/default/3501592686715680818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mygracejournal.blogspot.com/2011/12/welcome-to-grace-notes.html' title='Welcome To &quot;Grace Notes&quot;'/><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>