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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>298</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkIHQHY-eSp7ImA9Wh5TEk4.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-184341869312637565</id><published>2013-09-26T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-09-26T14:22:11.851-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-09-26T14:22:11.851-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Impressions'/><title>How do people feel when you walk in? (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>

You embody a feeling that you are known by, generally and situationally.  You know what I mean by experience.  Think of somone that you consider annoying.  She makes you feel annoyed.  She is the embodiment of annoyance!  Irritation's personification!  Or think of someone that makes you feel calm.  When he walks in the room, your breathing rate decreases.  You feel your shoulders relax.  You can't wait to feel his big warm hug.  Now, think of how somone feels when YOU show up!  Wow.  What word, or words, come to mind to summarize you to him or her?  Negative?  Energizing?  Encouraging?  Boring?  The good news I found out recently is that we have complete control over how we make people feel around us, at least in terms of the emotion we embody.  In other words, if you want people to be excited about a new idea you have at work, YOU have to be excited about it!  If you want people to be more focused, YOU have to be the model of focus.  Think of how you want people to feel when they see you, or hear you speak, or after they read your email/text/blog.  Then, intentionally and GENUINELY, think in line with that feeling.  Again, if you want people excited, you have to be genuinely excited about something, and then share that something with whomever you want to feel excited.  Be the emotion you want people to feel. I want you to feel like you can do that.  Try it right now.  Then tell me what happened.  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/184341869312637565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/09/how-do-people-feel-when-you-walk-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/184341869312637565?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/184341869312637565?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/09/how-do-people-feel-when-you-walk-in.html' title='How do people feel when you walk in? (Part 1)'/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUAMSX4-fCp7ImA9Wh5TEUQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-6614249347818752447</id><published>2013-09-26T04:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2013-09-26T04:09:48.054-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-09-26T04:09:48.054-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Spirituality'/><title>Quiri, The Demon, and the Spirit</title><content type='html'>Quiri felt anxious but didn’t know why. She just woke up from a deep and pleasing sleep. The kind where she finished a pleasant dream and remembered it entirely. So why the anxiety? He husband slept soundly, and she looked at his chest rising and falling. He always took such deep relaxing breaths! She smiled and touched his fore arm. But still felt unnecessary worry. Quiri couldn’t think of anything in the day ahead that made her feel afraid. Nothing at all. “It must be a spirit,” she thought. A spirit of anxiety. “In the name of the Almighty, leave me,” she whispered. It did. Peace entered. “How many times have I felt things and went with the feelings, not knowing why I felt them?” she wondered. Feelings. Can they be trusted at all? “Yes. When they point to a person or situation in front of you right now.” “How can I make sure this is the case?” “Conscience. I gave you conscience to know what I feel and why I feel it. Listen to your conscience always. When what you feel agrees with it, agree with the feeling.” “Spirit of God, I honor you,” Quiri prayed. “Because you honor Me, I honor you Quiri.” </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/6614249347818752447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/09/quiri-demon-and-spirit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/6614249347818752447?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/6614249347818752447?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/09/quiri-demon-and-spirit.html' title='Quiri, The Demon, and the Spirit'/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkINQ3Y4cCp7ImA9Wh5TEU8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-7457072767834336530</id><published>2013-09-25T10:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-09-25T10:03:12.838-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-09-25T10:03:12.838-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian relationships'/><title>Where is Danella?</title><content type='html'>Tain liked Danella because she talked in a whisper. This was her voice, her “handicap.” No one knew why she couldn’t speak. But he didn’t mind. Tain liked Danella. In fourth grade boyfriends and girlfriends hold hands. That’s all. But they never got to intertwine their fingers. Because he broke up with her. Again, he didn’t know why. (He didn’t know much of anything at that age.) Danella whispered, “I don’t care.” But she did. He knew it. He regretted it, even as a boy, and now that he’s a man. He doesn’t know her last name, or how to find her. Tain remembers she was in the band in a different high school. Drums. Like him. It would’ve been nice to play drums with her. Go on band trips with her. Hold her hand. She was one of the only nice girls he knew then. &lt;b&gt;Where is Danella?&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; How can Tain find her? It should be simple enough these days with all of the technology and social media stalking abilities. But he knows what we all know: things aren’t easy in 2013. Ease is an illusion. In his mind, Tain’s only hope was this: Maybe in eternity she would be with God. Maybe she’d be with him. Then he’d say he was sorry, though she would have a voice and not a whisper. </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/7457072767834336530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/09/where-is-danella.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/7457072767834336530?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/7457072767834336530?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/09/where-is-danella.html' title='Where is Danella?'/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0IBQn86fCp7ImA9WhFaFUQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-2192645644921662597</id><published>2013-09-19T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-09-19T07:05:53.114-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-09-19T07:05:53.114-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eternal life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turning 40'/><title>Half of my journey (Today I'm 40)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;40 for me is the end of fantasy and the embracing of
reality.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This is mature masculinity:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;To see me as God sees me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I am His son, His brother, His slave.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I want one thing:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;for
people to see clearly God with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This alone is my ministry.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This alone is my glory at 40 and for eternity.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;How can this be?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;How will you see God with me?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;I first&lt;/i&gt; must
clearly see that God is with me, praying ceaselessly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;My every thought is a prayer, a constant conversation
connection.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;When two are locked in deep eye contact, they create an
energy that is felt between them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;So it is with God and me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This you will see in me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This is what it means to me to be 40.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I’m thankful for the honor of knowing God, more so being
known by God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;To be seen by Him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;His presence is my significance.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I am His lost sheep that he left 99 to find.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I am His lost coin that He rejoiced to locate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I embrace the loneliness of Holiness, of belonging to Him
alone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I want only the love that He receives.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I only want to be where He is for the rest of this life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I’ve gone half the journey.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;For the rest of the way…I am God’s.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/2192645644921662597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/09/half-of-my-journey-today-im-40.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/2192645644921662597?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/2192645644921662597?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/09/half-of-my-journey-today-im-40.html' title='Half of my journey (Today I&apos;m 40)'/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CE4ESXYyfCp7ImA9WhFaEUU.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-4540180350477508636</id><published>2013-09-14T11:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2013-09-14T11:21:48.894-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-09-14T11:21:48.894-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Following the Spirit'/><title>The Christian Life Summed Up in Two (or Three) Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Follow me. ~ The Lord Jesus Christ&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;
&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As many as are led by the Spirit of God, these are the
children of God. ~The Apostle Paul&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;We all want to follow a person with a purpose, or to be the
person with a purpose that others follow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Jesus is that Person, and His Purpose is perfect.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;He says to you and me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Follow Me.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;If we follow Him, we will find Him and His purpose perfectly,
no matter what happens around you or me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;If we are leaders, our followers will feel Him leading, and
we will confidently say to them, “Follow me as I follow the Lord.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;So the Christian life, the Christ imitating life, is summed
up in two words:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;“Follow Jesus.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;It is written,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"He is
the same yesterday, today, and forever."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As He said when He was on earth, He says right now to us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Follow me.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But how, now that He’s in heaven at the Father’s right hand?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;His Spirit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;He sent His Spirit to be with us and in us, each of us, all
of us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;If you don’t yet follow Jesus, do so now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Start following Him now.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;You feel Him in these words saying to you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Follow me.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The Christian life, the Christ imitating life, can be summed
up in three words,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Follow the Spirit.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But how?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;How do you know if the Spirit leads you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Jesus promised that those who seek the will of God will know
if His teachings are from God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;In the same way, I promise you, if you seek the will of God,
and only His will, you will know whether my words are from God or not; and you
will know without doubt that the Spirit is leading you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;So what do you need to do?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Two things:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;
&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Devote your entire life, from this moment
forward, to only one purpose:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;The Will
of God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;
&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Ask the Spirit to lead you right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;You will experience incomprehensible perfect peace covering
you like a blanket.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This is the Spirit of God upon you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;From this moment, and at each moment-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Follow the Spirit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

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&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Love is the difficult realization that something other than oneself is
real.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~&lt;/span&gt;Iris Murdoch&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;God is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;To love Him is to know Him as completely unlike anybody or
any reality, being Reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;To love our neighbor as we love ourselves means we love them because
they are not ourselves, yet are still equally valuable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;For example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I like cheesecake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;To love you as I love myself doesn’t mean I shove cheesecake
down your throat based on the assumption that any SANE person SHOULD NOT ONLY
LOVE cheesecake, but find my act of cheese cake shoving intensely loving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;To love you as myself means I accept the kinds of cake YOU
like, if you like cakes at all, or even better, that I accept that you may
indeed HATE cheesecake, and because of this, I only seek to give you the kind
of cake YOU LIKE, just as I’d want to be given the kind of cake I like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I love you as I want to be loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I want to be free to be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;So I let you be free to be you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;God is the ultimate YOU, the ultimate NOT ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;You are you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I am me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I have to accept you as not me to love you truly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Blessed are the peace makers, for they
shall be called the children of God.  The Lord Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Peace is the tranquility of order.  St.
Augustine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
"Everyone please be quiet."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
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All of the children obeyed their
father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;"Please pick up all of your toys and put
them in they toy box."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Again, they obeyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;When they finished, he said, "Your
room looks very nice and neat.  You did a good job."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;"Thank you daddy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Now let's go outside and play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They eagerly followed their father and
played freeze tag until they couldn't catch their breath.  They liked
playing with their dad because he made the rules very clear and easy
to remember.  Games&amp;nbsp;were a lot more fun when&amp;nbsp;they knew the rules. 
They're even more fun when everyone follows them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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After play time, they went back in,
washed their hands, and got ready for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
"Please set the table everyone,"
their mother said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;They talked one at a time while they
put the plates and silverware on the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;"The table looks beautiful.  Thank
you so much for your help."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;"You're welcome mom!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
"Bow your heads please," Dad said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;They bowed.  They prayed with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;"Our Father in heaven, thank you
for this food and for this time.  In the name of the Lord.  Amen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;"Amen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you sweetheart for making dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;You're welcome darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Thanks mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;You're all welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They all talked about their day,
listening to each person express their thoughts and feelings, and
responding to each person with genuine interest.  Jazz playing in the
background.  Laughing and enjoying each other.  
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt; 
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span class="irc_pt irc_iis" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Imagine a World 4 - Jesus Creed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span class="irc_pt irc_iis" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="irc_su irc_iis" dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Imagine a World 4 - Jesus Creed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="irc_fitl irc_itl" href="http://www.blogger.com/null" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="irc_fpt irc_iis"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="irc_hd irc_iis"&gt;&lt;a class="irc_hol irc_itl" data-ved="0CAQQjB0" href="http://blog.beliefnet.com/jesuscreed/2010/08/imagine-a-world-4.html"&gt;&lt;span class="irc_ho"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d6d6d6;"&gt;blog.beliefnet.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="irc_dim"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7d7d7d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;This is eternal life:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;That they may know You, the only true God, and Jesus Christ whom you
sent. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;John 17:3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;To be dead is to be unresponsive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;God is life, eternal life, supremely alive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Therefore, God is supremely responsive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;In other words, God will always respond to you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Have you ever left a message, sent a text, or sent an email,
and you didn’t get a response?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Not just any message, text, or email, but one that expressed
deep feelings you had?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;How did you feel when you got no response?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Ignored?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Unappreciated?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Insignificant?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This is never the case with God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;He wants us to converse constantly with Him, as it is
written, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Pray ceaselessly.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;He wants us to think about Him all the time, as it says, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“You
will keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on You because he trusts in
You.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;We will never go to God and find Him unresponsive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Never.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;He’s never too busy to respond, or tired of hearing from us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;He supremely values our thoughts of Him, our love for Him,
and our need of Him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;So you never have to worry about being needy with God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;God will respond.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/45368659370482891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/09/god-will-always-respond-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/45368659370482891?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/45368659370482891?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/09/god-will-always-respond-to-you.html' title='God will always respond to you.'/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D8ee7zOkDoA/Uiifl7W1wkI/AAAAAAAAAK0/49tC4LeLPKA/s72-c/God+responds+two.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUUBSX84fyp7ImA9WhFbEkg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-1037234845885897371</id><published>2013-09-03T18:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-09-03T18:14:18.137-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-09-03T18:14:18.137-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian ministry'/><title>The perfect church service (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Create an environment where &lt;u&gt;focus&lt;/u&gt; is possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Leo Balbauta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I entered the church building.&amp;nbsp; There was a pleasant silence, though no one directed this.&amp;nbsp; True, there was a sign on an overhead that read something like this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;“Honor the presence of God.”&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;And those present did just that.&amp;nbsp; Though the church was large, somehow, all agreed to focus on God.&amp;nbsp; I was aware of no distractions.&amp;nbsp; No one coached me to praise God or worship Him.&amp;nbsp; All around me seemed to do so of their own free will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Then it happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;For seemingly no reason, I felt overwhelmed.&amp;nbsp; I began to cry and worship God.&amp;nbsp; His presence filled me and the large auditorium.&amp;nbsp; Some cried with me.&amp;nbsp; Some sang.&amp;nbsp; Some prayed.&amp;nbsp; I only noticed because I felt a connection with everyone in the room, though we didn’t speak to or for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I contrast this experience with a time in which I tried to focus on God and a woman next to me said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;“You don’t &lt;em&gt;look&lt;/em&gt; like you’re praising God!”&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I didn’t know (or care) how someone was supposed to look whilst praising God. I was more curious as to how and why &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; noticed me, when &lt;em&gt;she should have been noticing God!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;She distracted me that day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But on the day of silence, where God was honored, though many praised in variety, none distracted me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The leaders created an environment where focus on God’s presence was possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/1037234845885897371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/09/the-perfect-church-service-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/1037234845885897371?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/1037234845885897371?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/09/the-perfect-church-service-part-2.html' title='The perfect church service (Part 2)'/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkMGR3s-eyp7ImA9WhFbEUo.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-5601127801317797309</id><published>2013-09-02T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-09-02T18:07:06.553-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-09-02T18:07:06.553-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian ministry'/><title>The perfect church service</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="ecxWordSection1"&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span class="ecxst1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;The perfect church service would be one we were almost unaware of; our attention would have been on God.&amp;nbsp; C.S. Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;6 gather. 3 men.&amp;nbsp; 3 women.&amp;nbsp; All God’s children. In his name. Under his authority. For his glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;One mind.&amp;nbsp; One will.&amp;nbsp; One purpose.&amp;nbsp; One focus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Silent.&amp;nbsp; Sitting.&amp;nbsp; Praying.&amp;nbsp; Seeking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The home owner speaks.&amp;nbsp; “The Spirit led me to sing this song.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The others heard the same, or felt peace, knowing the Spirit gave them nothing…yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;He sings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;They feel God in the room.&amp;nbsp; They bow and worship. &amp;nbsp;Some cry.&amp;nbsp; Some clap.&amp;nbsp; Some praise.&amp;nbsp; Some remain silent.&amp;nbsp; Some stand. Some lie face down.&amp;nbsp; All focus on one purpose:&amp;nbsp; God’s presence.&amp;nbsp; Felt.&amp;nbsp; After the moment of praise, silence descends again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;They pray.&amp;nbsp; They seek.&amp;nbsp; She speaks. “The Lord Jesus is leading me to share what I learned yesterday.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;All agree.&amp;nbsp; She shares. A man receives exactly what he needed to hear to make the move of his life.&amp;nbsp; A woman receives exactly what she needed to converse with her mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;“I feel led to speak as the Spirit leads me.”&amp;nbsp; All agree.&amp;nbsp; He speaks a spiritual language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;“I feel led to interpret this language.”&amp;nbsp; The speaker of the unknown language agrees.&amp;nbsp; The other four agree.&amp;nbsp; The interpreter speaks.&amp;nbsp; The Presence is felt.&amp;nbsp; All receive wisdom, knowledge, and understanding, individually and collectively.&amp;nbsp; They praise The Presence.&amp;nbsp; He responds in them and with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;They sing, pray, dance, stand still.&amp;nbsp; Each acts freely.&amp;nbsp; None contradict the Presence or each other’s presence.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The time ends.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;They talk freely.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="ecxMsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/5601127801317797309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/09/the-perfect-church-service.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/5601127801317797309?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/5601127801317797309?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/09/the-perfect-church-service.html' title='The perfect church service'/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CEEMQX8ycCp7ImA9WhFUFkw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-8503603523452589438</id><published>2013-08-27T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-27T07:11:20.198-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-08-27T07:11:20.198-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Spirituality'/><title>God.  In you.  In your room.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;God is in your body and in your room if you believe that Jesus came.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Died.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Rose.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Ascended.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;What else matters?
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;What else is worth focusing on and living by?
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Unless you don’t believe it.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Why do I believe it?

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I feel Him in me, listening to me, with me, responding to me.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Just as I felt Him the day I trusted Jesus.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Like a blanket of peace covering me.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Like power flowing over my mind, enabling me to speak for Him.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;God is in my body in this room right now.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Nothing else matters.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Nothing else is worth focusing on or living by.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I believe it.
His Spirit is why I believe it.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;How can you know this is true for you?

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;It is written,
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“The LORD is near to all who call on Him, to all who call on Him in truth.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you want to feel God near to you, call on Him in truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;In total helpless honesty and vulnerability, talk to God right now.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;You will feel His listening ear, like when someone looks you in the eyes while you are talking, as if you were the only person in the world to him.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Because of the amazing omniscient mind of God, this is how He listens to you…if you’ll call on Him.

&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/8503603523452589438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/god-in-you-in-your-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/8503603523452589438?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/8503603523452589438?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/god-in-you-in-your-room.html' title='God.  In you.  In your room.'/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUEMQnk-cCp7ImA9WhFVGEk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-5137486847331117000</id><published>2013-08-18T10:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-18T10:41:23.758-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-08-18T10:41:23.758-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being Born Again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Spirituality'/><title>Getting our deepest NEEDS and DESIRES MET!  </title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;“If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.”―     C.S. Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Only God can touch us all of the time.&amp;nbsp; This is a revelation of affection.&amp;nbsp; If we seek constant affection, to constantly touch and be touched, then we seek what is inherently an impossibility physically.&amp;nbsp; Our bodies can't always touch other bodies, or be touched by other bodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But the need remains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The desire lingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;For hunger, food exists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;For thirst, water exists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;For sexual arousal,&amp;nbsp;marriage exists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But what about a hunger we still feel after we eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Or a thirst we still feel after we drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Or an intimacy we still need after we marry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Jesus is the bread of life.&amp;nbsp; He fulfills our deepest hunger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Trusting him quenches our deepest thirst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;In his presence there is complete joy and eternal pleasure; eternal life is intimacy with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Some gorge themselves on ice cream when they are depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Some smoke or drink to relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Some watch pornography for fantasies of intimacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But it is written,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;"Taste and see that the LORD is good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;"Don't be anxious about anything but pray about everything.&amp;nbsp; And the incomprehensible peace of God will guard your heart and mind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;"Delight yourself in the LORD, and he will give you the desires of your heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Instead of drunkenness with wine, God offers the fullness of His Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Instead of an intoxicating adulteress or adulterer, he offers an intoxicating wife or husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Instead of lies and slavery he offers the truth which brings liberty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;These exchanges are the keys to rebirth by faith in Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Worship the Creator instead of creation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This is our salvation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This is how we get our deepest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;needs and desires met!&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/5137486847331117000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/getting-our-deepest-needs-and-desires.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/5137486847331117000?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/5137486847331117000?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/getting-our-deepest-needs-and-desires.html' title='Getting our deepest NEEDS and DESIRES MET!  '/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUQEQHkzeCp7ImA9WhFVF0s.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-92573647570966253</id><published>2013-08-17T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-17T11:15:01.780-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-08-17T11:15:01.780-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Purpose'/><title>God's First Question (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Jesus answered, "Even if I testify on my own behalf, my testimony is valid, for&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I know where I came from and where I am going.&amp;nbsp; John 8:14&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;And a voice from heaven said, "&lt;strong&gt;This is my Son, whom I love; &lt;em&gt;with him I am well pleased&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Matthew 3:17&lt;span class="p"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;“I believe that God made me for a purpose. But He also made me fast, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and when I run, I feel His pleasure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” &lt;strong&gt;Eric Liddell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Jesus knew His origin and destination, the answers to God's ultimate questions:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Where have you come from and where are you going?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;In knowing these, He felt God's pleasure, the smile of God from the heart of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you fulfill your purpose, when you live according to your origin and destination, you will touch the heart of God and feel God's pleasure in you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Imagine that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Imagine being a singer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Imagine singing your heart out, pouring out your life in your heart song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Now imagine touching God.&amp;nbsp; Imagine tears filling the eyes of Jesus.&amp;nbsp; Imagine overwhelming the Spirit with deep emotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This is what it's like when you know and live according your origin and destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Imagine being an artist who paints a tree with the moon in the background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Imagine the sense of fulfillment you have when what you felt when you saw this mysterious scene is perfectly captured in the portrait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Now imagine God whispering to you, "&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally, someone understands me.&amp;nbsp; Finally someone sees what I see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I believe this is what it meant for David to be a "man after God's own heart."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I believe God finally found someone in Israel who really understood Him, that David alone understood how God felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;As it is written by the Prophet Jeremiah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="reg" style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thus says the &lt;span class="divine-name"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;: “Let not the wise man boast in his wisdom, let not the mighty man boast in his might, let not the rich man boast in his riches, &lt;u&gt;but let him who boasts boast in this, that he understands and knows me&lt;/u&gt;, that I am the &lt;span class="divine-name"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt; who practices steadfast love, justice, and righteousness in the earth. For in these things I delight, declares the &lt;span class="divine-name"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="reg" style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="reg" style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;You are made in the image of God in such a way that you understand and know Him like no other creature.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="reg" style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="reg" style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;In this you will feel Gods pleasure.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="reg" style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This is your origin and destination.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="reg" style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This is where you come from.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="reg" style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This is where you are going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/92573647570966253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/gods-first-question-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/92573647570966253?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/92573647570966253?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/gods-first-question-part-2.html' title='God&apos;s First Question (Part 2)'/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUMDQnYyeCp7ImA9WhFVF0g.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-3257253092780821357</id><published>2013-08-17T09:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-17T09:37:53.890-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-08-17T09:37:53.890-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Purpose'/><title>God's first question </title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;But the &lt;span class="name"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt; God called to the man, “Where are you?” Genesis 3:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Here we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Writing and reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;What drew you to me and me to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;What draws me to you is the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The words of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The first question of God:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;In life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;You know where you are geographically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But where are we eternally?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Where are you in life approaching death?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This is the first question God asked the first man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The question He asks you right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Where are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then the &lt;span class="name"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt; said to Cain, “Why are you angry? Why is your face downcast?&amp;nbsp; If you do what is right, will you not be accepted?&amp;nbsp; Genesis 4:6-7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;What are you feeling right now?&amp;nbsp; And why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Why are we unhappy?&amp;nbsp; Why are we angry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Why do we feel rejected?&amp;nbsp; Or why don't we care whether we are accepted or rejected?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Do we care to do what is right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The penetrating questions of God must be answered.&amp;nbsp; Will be answered.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
﻿&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
﻿&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
﻿&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
﻿&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The angel of the L&lt;span class="smallcaps"&gt;ord&lt;/span&gt; found Hagar beside a spring of water in the wilderness, along the road to Shur.&amp;nbsp; The angel said to her, “Hagar, Sarai’s servant, where have you come from, and where are you going?”&amp;nbsp; Genesis 16:7-8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;God's first questions, and all of God's questions come back to these two questions:&amp;nbsp; our origin and destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;What are we doing and why are we doing it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Sooner or later we must answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;On the day we die we will answer, once and for all.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But why wait until it's too late?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Where are you?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Where have you come from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Where are you going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
﻿&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/3257253092780821357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/gods-first-question.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/3257253092780821357?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/3257253092780821357?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/gods-first-question.html' title='God&apos;s first question '/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CEQDR3w7eyp7ImA9WhFVFEw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-5222719964058101625</id><published>2013-08-13T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-13T09:46:16.203-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-08-13T09:46:16.203-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Spirituality'/><title>There are only two options in life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;There are only two options in life:&amp;nbsp; Submission to God or Rebellion against God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The nature of volition is liberation.&amp;nbsp; Your will should be free.&amp;nbsp; Free will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The reason shows options to volition.&amp;nbsp; The mind distinguishes options or choices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The emotions fuel volition.&amp;nbsp; Emotions make us want to take action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Oppression seeks coercion of volition.&amp;nbsp; The oppressor forces the oppressed against their wills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Mental confusion paralyzes volition.&amp;nbsp; Too many options, noises, voices, or choices&amp;nbsp;make wise choice impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Overwhelming emotion seeks manipulation or seduction of volition.&amp;nbsp; When there is passion, volition feels it must take action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But as it is written,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The Spirit of truth is truth, and he guides us into all truth.&amp;nbsp; There are only two mental choices or options of focus:&amp;nbsp; The True or The Untrue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The Lord is the Spirit.&amp;nbsp; There are only two options:&amp;nbsp; His will or our will--Submission or Rebellion:&amp;nbsp; Obedience or Disobedience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty.&amp;nbsp; There are only two emotions:&amp;nbsp; Peace or No Peace--&amp;nbsp; God's pleasure or God's displeasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The essence of self control is our will.&amp;nbsp; The nature of volition is liberation.&amp;nbsp; Reason reveals options.&amp;nbsp; Emotions fuel volition towards action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;God's will or our will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;We choose which of these we focus our minds on.&amp;nbsp; We choose God's pleasure or displeasure.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/5222719964058101625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/there-are-only-two-options-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/5222719964058101625?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/5222719964058101625?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/there-are-only-two-options-in-life.html' title='There are only two options in life'/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0EBQXw9fyp7ImA9WhFVEk8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-8042956245142623332</id><published>2013-08-11T05:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-11T05:54:10.267-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-08-11T05:54:10.267-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Identity'/><title>Being like God:  Knowing and Enjoying It!</title><content type='html'>
&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whoever practices righteousness is righteous, just as Christ
is righteous. The Apostle John&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;


&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Practice makes us&amp;nbsp;righteous in experience.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;Not just righteous, but just as righteous as Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Really righteous.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whoever practices patience is patient, just as patient as
Christ.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;If I’m practicing patience, practicing waiting before I
speak, what is the difference between what I am doing and what a “patient
person” does?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Patient people &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; wait,
and &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; wait.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If&lt;em&gt; I am&lt;/em&gt; waiting, then I&lt;em&gt; can&lt;/em&gt;
wait, and I &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; wait, at least at that moment.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;But what other moment do I have than right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Not only are these things true, but they can be fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I remember band practice and choir practice.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What we did in practice, we did on
stage.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was fun on and off stage.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Or put it another way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;What if you went to school to learn something you enjoy, but
needed the degree or diploma or license for a job.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And what if the professor said to everyone in
the class, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“You all pass.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You all have
an A.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You will have your diploma at the
end of this course.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now simply enjoy
learning and applying what you are learning!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;You're already A students!”?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;That’s like what God did for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;When Jesus died for our sins and rose for our justification,
we could become God’s children, if we accept what God did for us in
Christ.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Now that I am a child of God,
already perfect in God’s eyes, I can simply practice perfection!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Not to gain perfection, but to EXPRESS the
perfection that I am!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Just for the fun
of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;After all, I’m sure it’s fun being&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Why shouldn’t it be fun to be like God?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/8042956245142623332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/being-like-god-knowing-and-enjoying-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/8042956245142623332?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/8042956245142623332?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/being-like-god-knowing-and-enjoying-it.html' title='Being like God:  Knowing and Enjoying It!'/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkINQXw-eCp7ImA9WhFWGUQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-8284988183422225522</id><published>2013-08-08T13:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-08T13:43:10.250-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-08-08T13:43:10.250-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The way of salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Identity'/><title>How to CHANGE and STAY CHANGED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;You are children of God through faith in Christ Jesus.&amp;nbsp; The Apostle Paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;As many as received Him, as many as believed in His name, He gave power to become children of God, who were born not of blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor of human will, but of God.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;The Apostle John&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;If anyone is united to Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away, behold all things have become new.&amp;nbsp; The Apostle Paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;We all have default settings, or automatic habitual responses that we learned and practiced to the point of skillful identity.&amp;nbsp; When we are angry, we have an automatic response.&amp;nbsp; When we feel anxiety, we react like we always have in the past.&amp;nbsp; We learned these responses in our families and upbringing, a combination of temperament and environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;How do we change our default settings?&amp;nbsp; Our automatic habitual responses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We must be born again, become new creations, given new default assumptions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The default setting of believers is belief.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The default setting of unbelievers is unbelief.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Put this another way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The default setting of unbelievers is SELF TRUST ALONE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The default setting of believers is GOD TRUST ALONE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;As it is written,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Trust in the LORD &lt;u&gt;with all of your heart&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;lean not to your own understanding&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp; In &lt;u&gt;all &lt;/u&gt;of your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your paths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Unbelievers trust in themselves with all of their hearts, and totally lean to their own understandings.&amp;nbsp; In none of their ways do they acknowledge God, nor do they seek Him to direct their paths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But those who were born again were born again&amp;nbsp;by faith in the Lord Jesus.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;And their lives are characterized by this very faith, or complete God trust, as it is written,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For in the gospel the righteousness of God is revealed—a righteousness that is &lt;u&gt;by faith from first to last,&lt;/u&gt;just as it is written: “The righteous &lt;u&gt;will live by faith&lt;/u&gt;.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The believer's new, changed life begins by faith and continues by faith.&amp;nbsp; It is the defining principle of their lives, the new default setting, the new automatic response, the new habitual reaction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;When&amp;nbsp; believers disbelieve, or do not live by the same faith that changed them, they are not being true to who they are, to their new identity.&amp;nbsp; This is why they feel convicted by the Spirit in them.&amp;nbsp; That is what conscience is, consciousness revealed to the soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;R.A. Torrey said these powerful words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Every act of sin is an act of distrust in God.&amp;nbsp; Trusting God deprives sin and temptation of all their power.&amp;nbsp; The one who trusts God will do right though the heavens fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Whatever your default vice is if you are a believer, it is not in agreement with the new principle of your life:&amp;nbsp; God Trust ALONE.&amp;nbsp; You used to live by self trust, and thus respond or react accordingly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did you express faith in God?&amp;nbsp; Prayer!&amp;nbsp; You confessed your sin through prayer, and you accepted God's Son through prayer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now live by the same expression of faith.&amp;nbsp; Pray before, during, and after every action and interaction as an expression of total trust in God and total distrust in yourself; totally seeking God's direction and not your own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The prayer of faith is your new default setting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/8284988183422225522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/how-to-change-and-stay-changed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/8284988183422225522?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/8284988183422225522?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/how-to-change-and-stay-changed.html' title='How to CHANGE and STAY CHANGED'/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CE4DQXw6eip7ImA9WhFWGUw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-4082748877884497387</id><published>2013-08-07T15:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-07T15:02:50.212-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-08-07T15:02:50.212-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Spirituality'/><title>God Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;"You make known to me the path of life; in your presence there is fullness of joy; at your right hand are pleasures forevermore."&amp;nbsp; Psalms 16:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;"Taste and see that the LORD is good.&amp;nbsp; Blessed are those who take refuge in Him."&amp;nbsp; Psalms 34:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;God is better than sex.&amp;nbsp; Better than drugs.&amp;nbsp; Better than drinking and smoking and getting high.&amp;nbsp; Better than money and jewelry and beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Not just theoretically, hypothetically, philosophically, or theologically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;How and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Why and how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Everything comes from Him and is a reflection or glimpse or likeness of Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;There is something about God that men and women resemble.&amp;nbsp; Something about worshiping him that is orgasmic and intoxicating.&amp;nbsp; These things, orgasms and intoxication, are like the feeling we have when we are with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But God is not sex or drunkenness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;He is not Cupid or Aphrodite or any other sex god or goddess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;He is not wine or opium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;He is who He is.&amp;nbsp; He is what He is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;To experience God as the supreme ultimate pleasure and satisfaction, we must not seek supreme ultimate pleasure and satisfaction in anything or anyone but God.&amp;nbsp; How?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;If you are addicted to anything, how did that addiction begin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Or if you simply love doing something, how did you come to love it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;How did your addictive habit become a habit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Somehow, you were introduced to sex, drugs, smoking, drinking, money, whatever.&amp;nbsp; You were told that these things are really fun or feel really good. You took a LEAP OF FAITH and tried it.&amp;nbsp; Now notice this.&amp;nbsp; With some things, the reward is immediate, like those who smoke crack once and are addicted.&amp;nbsp; But for things like smoking (or even sex) or drinking, there may or may not be immediate pleasure.&amp;nbsp; There may actually be displeasure, like the body rejecting cigarettes--coughing, the green sick feeling shown on cartoons when someone smokes, nausea.&amp;nbsp; The same with drinking.&amp;nbsp; There are some who genuinely enjoy the taste of beer, and there are those who hate it--AT FIRST.&amp;nbsp; But they keep doing it, BELIEVING, that it will get really good.&amp;nbsp; And it usually does to some extent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But do you see what happened?&amp;nbsp; We were told something or someone would be really fun or feel really good.&amp;nbsp; We took the person's word for it and tried it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The same thing happens in scripture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;In the Psalms, men of God consistently say things equivalent to&amp;nbsp; "Try God!&amp;nbsp; He will supremely please you and satisfy you.&amp;nbsp; There is nothing and no one better!"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;They do the same things we do when we experience something really fun or exciting.&amp;nbsp; If we see a good movie, we can't wait to tell someone, to praise the movie. Key word:&amp;nbsp; Praise.&amp;nbsp; The joy of seeing the movie isn't complete until we tell someone about it, and take someone with us to see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The very same thing is true with God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;If you want supreme, ultimate, constant, and eternal happiness, you will find it in only one place:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;God Himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;As it is written,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taste and see that the LORD is good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Try God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;REALLY TRY HIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Don't give up until you experience Him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;As much effort as you put into whatever you are addicted to, put at least that much effort into finding and feeling God.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The only worthy addiction is GOD ADDICTION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/4082748877884497387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/god-addiction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/4082748877884497387?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/4082748877884497387?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/god-addiction.html' title='God Addiction'/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUIHRHg4fip7ImA9WhFWGEQ.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-8116152054046267805</id><published>2013-08-07T10:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-07T10:45:35.636-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-08-07T10:45:35.636-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian relationships'/><title>Vulnerability:  The Risk We All Take When We Love Someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="character"&gt;Bruce&lt;/span&gt;:&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;How do you make people love you without affecting Free Will? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="character"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;:&amp;nbsp; Welcome to my world, son. If you come up with an answer to that one, let me know. From the movie "Bruce Almighty"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm going to make you love me."&amp;nbsp; Morris to Apollonia in the movie "Purple Rain"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return." From the song "Nature Boy."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I wanted a guarantee that when I loved someone, that someone would love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But I had no such guarantee, except from God, who is love, who first loved me, who loved me when I was His enemy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Love is vulnerability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Risk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;So be it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;It's worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;God regretted making people before He flooded the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Think about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Think of pouring your heart and soul into someone, knowing&amp;nbsp; in advance that before you gave him your all, he would spit in your face.&amp;nbsp; And, knowing what would happen, you give him your all anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Jesus came into the world He made, to the people over whom He'd be king, and was rejected, spit on, and crucified like the worst criminal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This was God's defining act of love for us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;He couldn't give any more than He gave when He gave His Son, and later on, His Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Everyday we spit in God's face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But He loves us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;He takes the risk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;His calling in our lives is to take the risk with Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;To love people as He's loved us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Unconditionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Graciously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Mercifully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Forgivingly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The next time you feel hurt, tell the person that hurt you how you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Not in anger or vengeance or with attitude.&amp;nbsp; But with sincerity and vulnerability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I really wanted you to call me back.&amp;nbsp; I was waiting by the phone and would have picked it up on the first ring.&amp;nbsp; When you didn't call back, I was disappointed and hurt.&amp;nbsp; I felt like I wanted to connect with you more than you wanted to connect with me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;You may get hurt even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;The person may apologize, but be lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Or she may sincerely regret hurting you and cry real tears of remorse, never hurting you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;You don't know.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Love is a risk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;God knows.&amp;nbsp; He takes the risk anyway...with me...and with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.&amp;nbsp; 1 John 4:10&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span class="p"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.&amp;nbsp; Romans 5:8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span class="p"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span class="p"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God is love.&amp;nbsp; 1 John 4:16b&lt;span class="p"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/8116152054046267805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/vulnerability-risk-we-all-take-when-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/8116152054046267805?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/8116152054046267805?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/vulnerability-risk-we-all-take-when-we.html' title='Vulnerability:  The Risk We All Take When We Love Someone'/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEYHQH8-fyp7ImA9WhFWGE8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-316602580518496587</id><published>2013-08-06T14:55:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-06T14:55:31.157-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-08-06T14:55:31.157-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Identity'/><title>How to determine the impression you make on GOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Positioning_(marketing)"&gt;Positioning&lt;/a&gt;...the way to create an impression in the...mind.&amp;nbsp; Wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Though this definition focuses on marketing, it applies to my thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;It refers to the first thing that comes to our minds when we hear a brand name or see a symbol for a brand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;It also refers to the first thing that comes to mind when people hear your name and mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Impression_management"&gt;Impression management&lt;/a&gt; deals with controlling that impression, determining how people will see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But Jesus said something that very much impacts me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;"I do not receive honor from man."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Jesus' focus was, and is, and forever will be, on the impression He makes on the Mind of His Father.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This also my focus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;If it's yours, then how do you control the impression you make on God?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;What do you want to come to mind when God thinks of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This is the impressin God had, and has, and forever will have, of Jesus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"This is my beloved Son, with whom I am well pleased."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;That's how God saw, sees, and forever will see Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;If you want God to see you as His son or daughter, with whom He is well pleased, there is one simple way to do this:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have faith in Jesus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;As it is written,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You are children of God through faith in Christ Jesus."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Enoch had this testimony:&amp;nbsp; that he pleased God.&amp;nbsp; And without faith, it is impossible to please the Lord."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;By faith in the Lord Jesus, we become children of God with whom He is well pleased.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;If we choose to have faith in Jesus, this is the impression we will make on God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This is the position we will have in God's mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;This is what will come to mind when He thinks of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Is there any better impression or position?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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LORD is good; blessed are those who take refuge in Him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;


&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Let’s look at your
feelings in light of real experiences.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Alright.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Did you constantly feel
as intensely about Mark as you imagine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;No.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Not all the time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;How much of the time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I don’t know…when we
were really connecting and understanding each other it was intense…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;But this wasn’t all of
the time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;No.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m sure if it was I would have married him
instead of Samuel, right?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;xactly.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So why are your feelings so intense about
Mark when you remember him, or imagine a future&lt;/span&gt; with him?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;


&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I believe it’s because
I focus only on when we connected deeply.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;I don’t focus on the fights, or all of the pain we caused each other by
being immature or selfish, or just plain not right for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Do you remember
Richard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Yes, I do.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Do you remember how you
didn’t find him very physically attractive at first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Yeah!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I actually do!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I decided to focus only on what was
physically attractive about him, and to especially emphasize his personality,
which was awesome!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;


&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;And by doing that, he
actually became physically attractive to you, and his personality became
intensely attractive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;That’s what I was doing
with Mark.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;And what you aren’t
doing with Samuel…or Me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But there’s nothing
negative about You!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; T&lt;/span&gt;here’s nothing I
have to emphasize or look past in our relationship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;No there isn’t.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So why doesn’t it feel as intense when you
think about Me, or when you’re with Me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Because I don’t focus
all of my attention on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;What would happen if
you did?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Would it arouse you physically
so that your face is red?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Maybe, but not for the
same reasons.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;but i’m seeing that
arousal is not the same as…love…or deep connection even&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;What do you have with Samuel
that you can never have with Mark?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Ten&amp;nbsp;years of faithful
friendship…of committed marriage…of seeing each other at our best and worst.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;You’re leaving
something out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;know.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I&lt;/span&gt;’m leaving out how intense it is when we
make love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Why is it so intense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Ten years of being one.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ten years of oneness
with each other and with Me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;My feelings for you,
and for Samuel, are intense, but in a different way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;How so?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;They are intense like
the sun is intense…constant, alive, energizing, comforting…at times too hot to
handle, but most of the time comfortably unnoticeable.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;They're&amp;nbsp;real.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very real.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/6241250225974238498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/my-time-with-jesus-at-park-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/6241250225974238498?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/6241250225974238498?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/my-time-with-jesus-at-park-part-3.html' title='My time with Jesus at the park (Part 3)'/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUEBSHcyeSp7ImA9WhFWGE0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-240458255185535345</id><published>2013-08-06T08:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-06T08:40:59.991-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-08-06T08:40:59.991-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Marriage'/><title>My time with Jesus at the park (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;“Whoever wants to be my
disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt; &lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext;"&gt;For whoever wants to save their life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="nivfootnote1"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;will
lose it, but whoever loses their life for me and for the gospel will save it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt; &lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext;"&gt;What good is it for someone to gain
the whole world, yet forfeit their soul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="red1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext;"&gt;Or what can anyone give in exchange for their soul?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mark 8:34-37&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;


&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;It was summer
time, so the sun was still out, though going down. Jesus sat across from me at
a picnic table. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;


&lt;span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;looked down
at the table, avoiding eye contact, foolishly hoping the red in my face went
unnoticed by Him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He sat quietly.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His presence, His silence took, the red out
of my face, and brought my eyes to His.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;Then it all came out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;


&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Sometimes I
don’t know if I really love you or my husband.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Why don’t
you know?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“I don’t
know, it’s just that I sometimes imagine being with my first boyfriend.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I imagine what it would be like if we were
married, and my feelings are so strong when I imagine us together.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was very connected to him, emotionally and
physically, as you know of course.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He
was my first true love, the first man I gave my body to.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Do you
regret marrying Samuel?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“I don’t
know.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My feelings are so strong when I
imagine Mark that I don’t know if I think Samuel is the best man I could ever
be with.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But there’s something else I’m
feeling.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“What else?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Sometimes I
think I have stronger feelings for Mark than I do you.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When I’m with you, it doesn’t feel as intense
as when I imagine Mark.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Think about
this.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Imagine that your thoughts and
feelings for Mark are completely and utterly real.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That if you were with Mark, it would be
exactly as you imagined, even better.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;Would you leave Samuel to be with Mark?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“No, I wouldn’t.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Why wouldn’t
you?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“I do love
Samuel.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He is a wonderful husband. He’s
my bestfriend.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“What about
Me?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Would you leave Me for Mark?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Never.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I love you more than anything and anyone in
this world or any world.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;“Then what do
you make of these intense feelings for Mark?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;“I don’t know
Lord.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You do….please tell me what they
mean, if they mean anything.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/240458255185535345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/my-time-with-jesus-at-park-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/240458255185535345?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/240458255185535345?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/my-time-with-jesus-at-park-part-2.html' title='My time with Jesus at the park (Part 2)'/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;Ak4ERX84fSp7ImA9WhFWF00.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-636914257067253383</id><published>2013-08-05T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-05T06:21:44.135-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-08-05T06:21:44.135-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Identity'/><title>My time with Jesus at the park</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I sat with Jesus in the park.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was warm, but not too warm.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Just enough breeze.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Overcast.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;We sat under my favorite tree.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; He sat directly across from me in the grass, comfortably.&amp;nbsp; I always tried to classify his style, but I couldn't.&amp;nbsp; He didn't seem to dress in any style, neither in nor out of style.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;hate my life and everything in it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Everyone in it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What’s the point?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Go to work.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;Get paid.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pay bills.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Look for love and never find it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Never getting ahead in life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s all a big waste of time, energy,
money.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And then I go to church and waste
more time and money.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Like Your Father
needs money.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The bible is so
boring!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Church is so boring.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Why aren’t you saying anything?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Why are you looking at me like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Like what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don’t know.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You’re
just looking at me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I’m listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well it’s just weird.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;It’s weird for me to listen to you?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;To give you my complete and genuine
attention?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I paused.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I never
thought of it like this.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Why was it
weird to be looked at and listened to?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It
didn’t feel bad weird, but good weird.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He
saw me, through me, the real me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Complaining
and unthankful.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I felt loved, and thus
ashamed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His look wasn’t
condemning.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I felt his love.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But His love showed me I was guilty.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Guilty of ignoring him, never giving him my
full and genuine attention.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I forgive you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me to be like you, to listen and love like you do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Be with me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My love
will fill you and overflow from you.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You
will love me and everyone else with my love overflowing from you.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;All you have to do is let me love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s weird being loved, but good weird.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;You can't really "lose the card" because you can't lose me.&amp;nbsp; I am the one with the resources.&amp;nbsp; The card is the means to the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;What if I can't bring myself to depend on you?&amp;nbsp; After all, I'm an American.&amp;nbsp; Independent.&amp;nbsp; I work for what I get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;If you choose to work instead of trust me, then you'll have to do it all on your own.&amp;nbsp; But where did that lead you before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Hopelessly in debt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;That's right. Now that your debts are cancelled, where will you get the resources to fulfill your identity and destiny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I'll work for it.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Alright.&amp;nbsp; Is that what you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I have my pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Have it your way.&amp;nbsp; But you still have the card.&amp;nbsp; I won't take it from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Why are you doing this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Why do you have a hard time accepting it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;It's too easy.&amp;nbsp; I don't like getting things that I don't work for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;But I didn't work for my wealth either.&amp;nbsp; Do you feel like I don't "deserve" to be my father's son?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;No, it's not really that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Then what is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;It's hard to explain.&amp;nbsp; I don't feel as good about myself just taking your money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I didn't work hard for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;So you define yourself by what you do, or your accomplishments?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Who doesn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;I don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Of course you don't.&amp;nbsp; You're a billionaire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;I am Joshua, son of Joseph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But Joseph is a billionaire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Joseph has billions of dollars.&amp;nbsp; But that's not who Joseph is.&amp;nbsp; My money doesn't define who you are.&amp;nbsp; It is a means to the end of you being what you are and doing what you were made to do.&amp;nbsp; So who are you, Adam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;This money won't tell you who you are.&amp;nbsp; And your work won't make you who you are.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/feeds/666315741844192650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/the-letter-that-changed-his-life-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/666315741844192650?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3222644092351189660/posts/default/666315741844192650?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritslave.blogspot.com/2013/08/the-letter-that-changed-his-life-part-2.html' title='The letter that changed his life (Part 2)'/><author><name>Olatunde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15142140504160954208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_syhSyddiuwo/TB8kEU7mbWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rjaFVMxCHkE/S220/olatunde+3+11+2010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEQBQ3c7eip7ImA9WhFWFUg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3222644092351189660.post-5082033187220231289</id><published>2013-08-03T11:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-08-03T11:59:12.902-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2013-08-03T11:59:12.902-07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Identity'/><title>The letter that changed his life (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I sat in despair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;There was no way to pay off my school loan debts, or to get out of default.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;No way at all in America or on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Not bankruptcy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Not deferment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Not forbearance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Eventually, I'd have to pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But I couldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;No matter how hard I worked, tried, saved, or even borrowed, I would be in debt for the rest of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I could play the lottery or write Oprah Winfrey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;But beyond these two options, I had no hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Until I got the letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Dear Adam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;You don't know me, or about me, I'm sure.&amp;nbsp; I'm one of the world's billionaires, in the top 40 billionaires of the world.&amp;nbsp; I've changed my name, so that no one really knows who I am.&amp;nbsp; But that won't be the case for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;I know all about your debts.&amp;nbsp; I have so much money that I'm sure it would be hard for you to imagine or believe.&amp;nbsp; Put it this way.&amp;nbsp; It would take 274 years to spend 1 billion dollars if you spent 10,000 dollars a day.&amp;nbsp; I am worth 10 billion dollars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;And now, you are worth 10 billion dollars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Enclosed is a credit card.&amp;nbsp; It is black with gold letters, real gold.&amp;nbsp; Go to the site enclosed and enter the card number, expiration date, and security number on the back.&amp;nbsp; Enter your full name.&amp;nbsp; That's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;I've paid all of your debts, so much so, that it's like you were never in debt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Not only this, but you are as wealthy as I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;My only joy in life is giving.&amp;nbsp; It is better to give than to receive."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Why you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;I didn't earn this wealth.&amp;nbsp; I was born wealthy.&amp;nbsp; My father gave all he had to me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;I chose you as a simple act of love.&amp;nbsp; You don't need to do anything to "repay" me.&amp;nbsp; How could you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Accept this gift, and use it to be free to fulfill your destiny, to experience your truest identity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;I'm sure you've asked yourself, "If money were no option, what would&amp;nbsp;I do?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Now money is no option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;I give this gift, and write this letter, in pure love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;If you are willing to trust me, go to the site, enter your name, and live by my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Joshua Joseph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; I will be just finger tips away for the rest of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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