<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790</id><updated>2024-09-17T15:45:17.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The double edged sword</title><subtitle type='html'>Biblical quotes that I feel are important and relevant. I hope they are useful and a guiding force in the lives of my fellow Christians.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-6856316267201590599</id><published>2012-09-11T12:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-09-11T12:59:36.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaiah 31</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875);&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;
Woe to those who go down to Egypt for help, who rely on horses, who trust in the multitude of their chariots and in great strength of their horsemen, but do not look to the Holy One of Isreal or seek help from the Lord. Yet he too is wise and can bring disaster; he does not take back his words. He will rise up against the house of the wicked, against those who help evildoers. But the Egytians are men and not God; their horses are flesh and not spirit. When the Lord stretches out his hand, he who helps will stumble, he who is helped will fall; both will perish together. This is what the Lord says to me:&lt;/div&gt;
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&quot;As a lion growls, a great lion over his prey - and though a whole band of shepherds is called together against him, he is not frightened by their shouts or disturbed by their clamor - so the Lord Almighty will come down to do battle on Mount Zion and on its heights. Like birds hovering overhead the Lord Almighty will shield Jerusalem; he will shield it and deliver it, he will &#39;pass over&#39; it and will rescue it.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/feeds/6856316267201590599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/09/isaiah-31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/6856316267201590599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/6856316267201590599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/09/isaiah-31.html' title='Isaiah 31'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-1612244552110404519</id><published>2012-08-08T10:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-08-08T10:05:34.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>John 12:44-50</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Then Jesus cried out, &quot;When a man believes in me, he does not believe in me only, but in the one who sent me. When he looks at me, he sees the one who sent me. I have come into the world as a light, so that no one who believes in me should stay in darkness.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &quot;As for the person who hears my words but does not keep them, I do not judge him. For I did not come to judge the world, but to save it. There is a judge for the one who rejects me and does not accept my words; that very word which I spoke will condemn him at the last day. For I did not speak of my own accord, but the Father who sent me commanded me what to say and how to say it. I know that his command leads to eternal life. So whatever I say is just what the Father has told me to say.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/feeds/1612244552110404519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/08/john-1244-50.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/1612244552110404519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/1612244552110404519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/08/john-1244-50.html' title='John 12:44-50'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-5379665223309959016</id><published>2012-08-05T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-08-05T10:05:13.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaiah chapter 29 1-12</title><content type='html'>Woe to you, Ariel, Ariel, the city where David settled! Add year to year and let your cycle of festivals go on. Yet I will besiege Ariel; she will mourn and lament, she will be to me like an alter hearth. I will encamp against you all around; I will encircle you with towers and set up my siege works against you. Brought low, you will speak from the ground; your speech will mumble out of the dust. Your voice will come ghostlike from the earth; out of the dust your speech will whisper.&lt;br /&gt;
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But your many enemies will become like fine dust, the ruthless hordes like blown chaff. Suddenly, in an instant, the Lord Almighty will come with thunder and earthquake and great noise, with windstorm and tempest and flame of a devouring fire. Then the hordes of all the nations that fight against Ariel, that attack her and her fortress and besiege her, will be as it is with a dream, with a vision in the night - as when a hungry man dreams that he is eating, but he awakens faint, with his thirst unquenched. So will it be with the hordes of all the nations that fight against Mount Zion.&lt;br /&gt;
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Be stunned and amazed, blind yourself and be sightless; be drunk, but not from wine, stagger but not from beer. The Lord has brought over you a deep sleep: He has sealed your eyes (the prophets) ; he has covered your heads (the seers)&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; For you this whole vision is nothing but words sealed in a scroll. And if you give the scroll to someone who can read, and say to him, &quot;Read this, please, &quot;he will answer, &quot;I can&#39;t; it is sealed.&quot; Or if you give the scroll to someone who cannot read, and say, &quot;Read this, please, &quot; he will answer, &quot;I don&#39;t know how to read.&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/feeds/5379665223309959016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/08/isaiah-chapter-29-1-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/5379665223309959016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/5379665223309959016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/08/isaiah-chapter-29-1-12.html' title='Isaiah chapter 29 1-12'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-3700340492775486142</id><published>2012-08-03T01:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-08-03T01:43:28.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 119:33-40</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Teach me, O Lord, to follow your decrees; then I will keep them to the end. Give me understanding, and I will keep your law and obey it with all my heart. Direct me in the path of your commands, for there I find delight. Turn my heart toward your statutes and not toward selfish gain. Turn my eyes away from worthless things; preserve my life according to your word. Fulfill your promise to your servant, so that you may be feared. Take away the disgrace I dread, for your laws are good. How I long for your precepts! Preserve my life in your righteousness.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/feeds/3700340492775486142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/08/psalm-11933-40.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/3700340492775486142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/3700340492775486142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/08/psalm-11933-40.html' title='Psalm 119:33-40'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-7832911445399841538</id><published>2012-07-31T11:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-31T11:22:35.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 4</title><content type='html'>Answer me when I call to you, o my righteous God. Give me relief from my distress; &amp;nbsp;be merciful to me and hear my prayer.&lt;br /&gt;
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How long, O men, will you turn my glory into shame? Know that the Lord has set apart the godly for himself; the Lord will hear when I call to him.&lt;br /&gt;
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In your anger do not sin; when you are on your beds, search your hearts and be silent.&lt;br /&gt;
Offer right sacrafice and trust in the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;
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Many are asking, &quot;Who can show us any good?&quot; &amp;nbsp;let the light of your face shine upon us, O Lord. You have filled my heart with greater joy than when their grain and new wine abound. I will lie down and sleep in peace, for you alone, O Lord, make me dwell safety.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/feeds/7832911445399841538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/07/psalm-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/7832911445399841538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/7832911445399841538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/07/psalm-4.html' title='Psalm 4'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-7215518258122487338</id><published>2012-07-26T13:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-26T13:09:29.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 60</title><content type='html'>You have rejected us, O God, and burst forth upon us; you have been angry - now restore us! You have shaken the land and torn it open; mend its fractures, for it quaking. You have shown your people desperate times; you have given us wine that makes us stagger. &lt;br /&gt;
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But for those who fear you, you have raised a banner to be unfurled against the bow.&lt;br /&gt;
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Save us and help us with your right hand, that thoses you love may be delivered. God has spoken from his sanctuary: &quot;In triumph I will parcel out Shechem and measure off the Valley of Succoth. Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine; Ephraim is my helmet, Judah my scepter. Moab is my washbasin, upon Edom I toss my sandal; over Philistia I shout in triumph.&lt;br /&gt;
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Who will bring me to the fortified city? Who will bring me to the fortified city? Who will lead me to Edom? Is it not you, O God, you who have rejected us and no longer go out with our armies? Give us aid against the enemy, for the help of man is worthless. With God we will gain the victory, and he will trample down our enemies.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/feeds/7215518258122487338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/07/psalm-60.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/7215518258122487338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/7215518258122487338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/07/psalm-60.html' title='Psalm 60'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-5344476353261123290</id><published>2012-07-11T11:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-11T11:44:04.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deuteronomy 34th Chapter</title><content type='html'>Then Moses climbed Mount Nebo from the plains of Moab to the top of Pisgah, across from Jericho. There the Lord showed him the whole land- from Gilead to Dan, all of Naphtali, the territory of Ephraim and Manasseh, all the land of Judah as far as the western sea, the Negev and the whole region from the Valley of Jericho, the City of Palms, as far as Zoar. Then the Lord said to him, &quot;This is the land I promised on oath to Abraham, Issac and Jacob when I said, &#39;I will give it to your descendants.&#39; I have let you see it with your eyes, but you will not cross over into it.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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And Moses the servant of the Lord died there in Moab, as the Lord had said. He buried him in Moab, in the valley opposite Beth Peoria, but to this day no one knows where his grave is. Moses was a hundred and twenty years old when he died, yet his eyes were not weak nor his strength gone. The Isrealites grieved for Moses in the plains of Moab thirty days, until the time of weeping and mourning was over.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now Joshua son of Nun was filled with the spirit of wisdom because Moses had laid hands on him. So the Isrealites listened to him and did what the Lord had commanded Moses.&lt;br /&gt;
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Since then, no prophet has risen in Isreal like Moses, whom the Lord knew face to face, who did all those miraculous signs and wonders the Lord sent him to do in Egypt - to Pharaoh and to all his officials and to his whole land. For no one has ever shown the mighty power or performed the awesome deeds that Moses did in the sight of all Isreal.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then the Lord appeared at the Tent in a pillar of cloud, and the cloud stood over the entrance to the tent. And the Lord said to Moses: &quot;You are going to the rest with your fathers, and these people will soon prostitute themselves to the foreign gods of the land they are entering. They will forsake me and break the covenant I made with them. On that day I will become angry with them and forsake them; I will hide my face from them, and they will be destroyed. Many disasters and difficulties will come upon them, and on that day they will ask,&#39;Have not these disasters come upon us because of all their wickedness in turning to other gods.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now write down for yourselves this song and teach it to the Isrealites and have them sing it, so that it may be a witness for me against them. When I have brought them into the land flowing with milk and honey, the land I promised on oath to their forefathers, and when they eat their fill and thrive, they will turn to other gods and worship them, rejecting me and breaking my covenant. And when many disasters and difficulties come upon them, this song will testify against them, because it will not be forgotten by their descendants. I know what they are disposed to do, even before I bring them into the land I promised them on oath. So Moses wrote down this song that day and taught it to the Isrealites.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Lord gave this command to Joshua son of Nun: &quot;Be strong and courageous, for you will bring the Isrealites into the land I promised them on oath, and I myself will be with you.&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/feeds/2917115052556590705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/06/deuteronomy-3114.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/2917115052556590705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/2917115052556590705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/06/deuteronomy-3114.html' title='Deuteronomy 31:14-23'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-5322659794356304255</id><published>2012-06-11T10:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-11T10:00:20.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proverbs 26:18-19</title><content type='html'>Like a madman shooting firebrands or deadly arrows is a man who deceives his neighbor and says, &quot;I was only joking!&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/feeds/5322659794356304255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/06/proverbs-2618-19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/5322659794356304255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/5322659794356304255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/06/proverbs-2618-19.html' title='Proverbs 26:18-19'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-5863202566637118405</id><published>2012-06-05T19:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-05T19:28:21.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>John 8:42-47</title><content type='html'>Jesus said to them, &quot;If God were your Father, you would love me, for I came from God and now am here. I have not come on my own; but he sent. Why is my language not clear to you? Because you are unable to hear what I say. You belong to your father, the devil, and you want to carry out your father&#39;s desire. He was a murderer from the beginning, not holding to the truth, for there is no truth in him. When he lies, he speaks his native language, for he is a liar and the father of lies. Yet because I tell the truth, you do not believe me! Can any of you prove me guilty of sin? If I am telling the truth, why do you not believe me? He who belongs to God hears what God says. The reasons you do not hear is that you do not belong to God.&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/feeds/5863202566637118405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/06/john-842-47.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/5863202566637118405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/5863202566637118405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/06/john-842-47.html' title='John 8:42-47'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-1271354372654080407</id><published>2012-05-17T11:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-05-17T11:03:44.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Thessalonians Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>Paul, Silas and Timothy,&lt;br /&gt;
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To the church of the Thessalonians in God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ:&lt;br /&gt;
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Grace and peace to you from God the Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;
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We ought always to thank God for you, brothers, and rightly so, because your faith is growin more and more, and the love every one of you has for each other is increasing. Therefore, among God&#39;s churches we boast about your perseverance and faith in all the persecutions and trials you are enduring. All this is evidence that God&#39;s judgment is right, and as a result you will be counted worthy of the kingdom of God, for which you are suffering. God is just: He will pay back trouble to those who trouble you and give relief to you who are troubled, and to us as well. This will happen when the Lord Jesus is revealed from heaven in blazing fire with his powerful angels. He will punish those who do not know God and do not obey the gospel of our Lord Jesus. They will be punished with everlasting destruction and shut out from the presence of the Lord and from the majesty of his power on the day he comes to be glorified in his holy people and to be marveled at among all those who have believed. This includes you, because you believe our testimony to you. &lt;br /&gt;
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With this in mind, we constantly pray for you, that our God may count you worthy of his calling, and that by his power he may fulfill every good purpose of yours and every act prompted by your faith. We pray this so that the name of our Lord Jesus may be glorified in you, and you in him, according to the grace of our God and the Lord Jesus Christ.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/feeds/1271354372654080407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/05/2-thessalonians-chapter-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/1271354372654080407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/1271354372654080407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/05/2-thessalonians-chapter-1.html' title='2 Thessalonians Chapter 1'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-674941133976787600</id><published>2012-04-28T13:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-28T13:36:52.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 126</title><content type='html'>When the Lord brought back the captives to Zion, we were like men who dreamed. Our mouths were filled with laughter, our tongues with songs of joy. Then it was said among the nations, &quot;The Lord has done great things for them.&quot; The Lord has done great thing for us and we are filled with joy. Restore our fortunes, O Lord like streams in the Negev. Those who sow in tears will reap with songs of joy. He who goes out weeping, carrying seed to sow, will return with songs of joy, carrying sheaves with him.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/feeds/674941133976787600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/04/psalm-126.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/674941133976787600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/674941133976787600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/04/psalm-126.html' title='Psalm 126'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-3501426293380167663</id><published>2012-02-19T23:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-19T23:16:15.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 108</title><content type='html'>God, my heart is steady. I will sing and praise you with all my being. Wake up, harp and lyre! I will wake up dawn. Lord, I will sing songs of praise about you to all the nations. Your great love reaches to the skies, your truth to the heavens. God, you are supreme above the skies. Let your glory be over all the earth. &lt;br /&gt;
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Answer us and save us by your power so the people you love will be rescued. God has said from his Temple, &quot;When I win, I will divide Shechem and measure off the Valley of Succoth. Gilead and Manasseh are mine. Ephraim is like my helmet. Judah holds my royal scepter. Moab is like my washbowl. I throw my sandals at Edom. I shout at Philistia.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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Who will bring me to the strong, walled city? Who will lead me to Edom? God, surely you have rejected us; you do not go out with our armies. Help us fight the enemy. Human help is useless, but we can win with God&#39;s help. He will defeat our enemies.&lt;br /&gt;
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You want me to be completely truthful, so teach me wisdom. Take away my sin, and I will be clean. Wash me, and I will be whiter than snow. Make me hear sounds of joy and gladness; let the bones you crushed be happy again. Turn your face from my sins and wipe out all my guilt.&lt;br /&gt;
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Create in me a pure heart, God and make my spirit right again. Do not send me away from you or take your Holy Spirit away from me. Give me back the joy of your salvation. Keep me strong by giving me a willing spirit. Then I will teach your ways to those that do wrong, and sinners will turn back to you.&lt;br /&gt;
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God, save me from the guilt of murder, God of my salvation, and I will sing about your goodness. Lord, let me speak so I may praise you. You are not pleased by sacrifices, or I would give them. You don&#39;t want burnt offerings. The sacrifice God wants is a broken spirit. God, you will not reject a heart that is broken and sorry for sin.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do whatever good you wish for Jerusalem. Then you will be pleased with right sacrifices and whole burnt offerings, and bulls will be offered on your alter.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/feeds/6698180471211963971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/02/king-davids-psalm-51.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/6698180471211963971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/6698180471211963971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2012/02/king-davids-psalm-51.html' title='King David&#39;s Psalm 51'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-1492365871650640586</id><published>2012-02-06T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T10:02:19.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 117 &amp; Proverbs 7</title><content type='html'>All you nations, praise the Lord. All you people praise him because the Lord loves you very much, and his truth is everlasting. &lt;br /&gt;
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    Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;
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My son, remember what I say, and treasure my commands. Obey my commands, and you will live. Guard my teachings as you would your own eyes. Remind yourself of them; write them on your heart as if on a tablet. Treat wisdom as a sister, and make understanding your closest friend. Wisdom and understanding will keep you away from adultery, away from the unfaithful wife and her pleasing words. &lt;br /&gt;
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I love you all!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/feeds/6003224248042569812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2011/12/hosea-6th-chapter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/6003224248042569812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/6003224248042569812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2011/12/hosea-6th-chapter.html' title='Read eph 6:10 happy birthday mom!'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-9158049978194611651</id><published>2011-12-08T19:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T20:51:19.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecclesiastes 5:10-20</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Whoever loves money will never have enough money; Whoever loves wealth will not be satisfied&amp;nbsp; with it. This is also useless. The more wealth people have, the more friends they have to help spend it. So what do people gain? They gain nothing except to look at their riches. Those who work hard sleep in peace; it is not important if they eat little or much. But rich people worry about their wealth and cannot sleep.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzvjrV2PtqYO_LfsyQrnj84Vw6-lmbzn_Egp3_Rga-dSVKOVFXvLdO0fbJsIfphMt21gZSetmYrdNgxGH9PvA&#39; class=&#39;b-hbp-video b-uploaded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have seen real misery&amp;nbsp;here on earth: Money saved is a curse to its owners. They lose it all in a bad deal and have nothing to give to their children. People come into this world with nothing, and when they die they leave with nothing. In spite of their hard work, they leave just as they came.This, too, is a misery: They leave just as they came. So what do they gain from chasing the wind? All they&amp;nbsp; get are days full of sadness and sorrow, and they end up sick, defeated, and angry. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have seen what is best for people here on earth. They should eat and drink and enjoy their work, because the life God has given them on earth is short. God&amp;nbsp;gives some people the ability to enjoy the wealth and property he gives them, as well as the ability to accept their state in life and enjoy their work. They do not worry&amp;nbsp;about how short life is, because God keeps them busy with that they love to do.&lt;br /&gt;
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    But, Lord, you rule forever, and your fame goes on and on. You will come and have mercy on Jerusalem, because the time has now come to be kind to her; the right time has come. Your servants love even her stones; they even care about her dust. Nations will fear the name of the Lord, and all the kings on earth will honor you. The Lord will rebuild Jerusalem; there his glory will be seen. He will answer the prayers of the needy; he will not reject their prayers. &lt;br /&gt;
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    Write these things for the future so that people who are not yet born will praise the Lord. The Lord looked down from his holy place above; from heaven he looked down at the earth. He heard the moans of the prisoners, and he freed those sentenced to die. The name of the Lord will be heard in Jerusalem; his praise will be heard there. People will come together and kingdoms will serve the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;
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    God has made me tired of living; he has cut short my life. So I said,&quot;My God, do not take me in them middle of my life. Your years go on and on. In the beginning you made the earth, and your hands made the skies. They will be destroyed, but you will remain. They will all wear out like clothes. And, like clothes, you will change them and throw them away. But you never change, and your life will never end. Our children will live in your presence, and their children will remain with you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/feeds/7523141810813368499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2011/12/psalm-102.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/7523141810813368499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/7523141810813368499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2011/12/psalm-102.html' title='Psalm 102'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-4527657493507777505</id><published>2011-12-06T20:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T20:32:10.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecclesiastes 4th chapter 4-12</title><content type='html'>I realize the reason people work hard and try to succeed: They are jealous of each other. This, too, is useless, like chasing the wind. Some say it is foolish to fold your hands and do nothing, because you will starve to death. Maybe so, but I say it is better to be content with what little you have. Otherwise, you will always be struggling for more, and that is like chasing the wind. &lt;br /&gt;
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    Again I saw something here on earth that was useless: I saw a man who had no family, no son or brother. He always worked hard but was never satisfied with what he had. He never asked himself, &quot;For whom am I working so hard? Why don&#39;t I let myself enjoy life?&quot; this also is very sad and useless. Two people are better than one, because they get more done by working together. If one falls down the other can help him up. But it is bad for the person who is alone and falls, because no one is there to help. If two lie down together they will be warm, but a person alone will not be warm. An enemy might defeat one person, but two people together can defend themselves; a rope that is woven of three strings it&#39;s hard to break.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/feeds/4527657493507777505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2011/12/ecclesiastes-4th-chapter-4-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/4527657493507777505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/4527657493507777505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2011/12/ecclesiastes-4th-chapter-4-12.html' title='Ecclesiastes 4th chapter 4-12'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-3774207159155522107</id><published>2011-12-06T17:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T17:19:18.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamentations 5th chapter</title><content type='html'>Remember, Lord what happened to us. Look and see our disgrace. Our land has been turned over to strangers; our houses have been given to foreigners. We are like orphans with no father; our mothers are like widows. We have to buy the water we drink; we must pay for the firewood. Those who chase after us want to catch us by the neck. We are tired and find no rest. We made an agreement with Egypt and with Assyria to get enough food. Our ancestors sinned against you, but they are gone; now we suffer because of their sins. Slaves have become our rulers, and no one can save us from them. We risk our lives for food; we face death in the desert. Our skin is hot like an oven; we burn with starvation. The enemy abused the women of Jerusalem and the girls in the cities of Judah. Princes were hung by the hands; they did not respect our older leaders. The young men ground grain at the mill, and boys stumble under loads of wood. The older leaders no longer sit at the city gates; the young men no longer sing. We have no more joy in our hearts; our dancing has turned to sadness. The crown has fallen from our head. How terrible it is because we sinned. Because of this we are afraid, and now our eyes are dim. Mount Zion is empty and wild dogs wander around it. &lt;br /&gt;
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    But you rule forever, Lord. You will be king from now on. Why have you forgotten us for so long? Have you left us forever? Bring us back to you, Lord, and we will return. Make our days as they where before, or have you completely rejected us? Are you so angry with us?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/3774207159155522107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/3774207159155522107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2011/12/lamentations-5th-chapter.html' title='Lamentations 5th chapter'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-702144413214973328</id><published>2011-11-29T11:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T11:21:17.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th chapter of Proverbs</title><content type='html'>My son, pay attention to my wisdom, listen well to my words of insight, that you may maintain discretion and your lips may preserve knowledge. For the lips of an adulteress drip honey, and her speech is smoother than oil; but in the end she is bitter as gall, sharp as a double-edged sword. Her feet go down to death; her steps lead strait to the grave. She gives no thought to the way of life; her paths are crooked, but she knows it not. Now then, my son, listen to me; do not turn aside from what I say. Keep to a path far from her, do not go near the door of her house, lest you give your best strength to others and your years to one who is cruel, lest strangers feast on your wealth and your toil enrich another man&#39;s house. At the end of your life you will groan, when your flesh and body are spent. You will say, &quot;How I hated discipline! How my heart spurned correction! I would not obey my teachers or listen to my instructors. I have come to the brink of utter ruin in the midst of the whole assembly.&quot; drink water from your own cistern, running water from your own well. Should your spring overflow in the streets, your streams of water in the public squares? Let them be yours alone, never to be shared with strangers. May your fountain be blessed, and may you rejoice in the wife of your youth. A loving doe, a graceful deer-may her breast satisfy you always, may you ever be captivated by her love. Why be captivated, my son, by an adulteress? Why embrace the bosom of another man&#39;s wife? For a mans ways are in full view of the Lord, and he examines all his paths. The evil deeds of a wicked man ensnare him; the cords of his sin hold him fast. He will die for lack of discipline, led astray by his own great folly.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/702144413214973328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/702144413214973328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2011/11/5th-chapter-of-proverbs.html' title='5th chapter of Proverbs'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-8577709506194049120</id><published>2011-11-28T13:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T13:44:27.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Erase Racism</title><content type='html'>The racist have tried to hide the truth from my people for years now. It&#39;s to a point now that the youth of royalty are murdering one another in the streets. The people have to teach their children that hate for a fellow man and love for God is a contradiction. The insult is that the men that fear the black man  think that they would be doing God a favor by killing them off. The truth is that even if the skin tone/shade of any person is determined by the creator and believe me he didn&#39;t make any mistakes. If they want war give em a war. The racist hate that their children love, emulate and participate in our cultural traditions even more than the traditions of their own ancestors.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/feeds/8577709506194049120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2011/11/erase-racism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/8577709506194049120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/8577709506194049120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2011/11/erase-racism.html' title='Erase Racism'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188006064483851790.post-6847151071838964190</id><published>2011-11-28T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T22:59:01.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Hello
Greeting lovers I am writing to let every soul know how much God loves you. I have plenty of options with this love so I’ll give it to my neighbors so that I can leave something for my children. I am a master of many disciplines and writing is a passion. Truth is I’ve been getting over a writers block. Probably because all the things of this world that can distract a man! My soul belongs to God and so does yours if you want to join him on his journey into forever have faith. He told me to wake up over a million times since a baby; I just turned thirty and only recently have I heard the spirit. This isn’t my first piece but the others I would call an infant’s babbles compared to a masters teaching. I won’t call it a journal like the army generals of our days but more knowledge the soul I have has been blessed with from the father. He is the beyond brilliant because has allowed me to put on a database that is.&amp;nbsp; I pray that the editor my Lord blesses me with is a patient man.
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As far as patience goes it’s a scarce commodity and it’s overrated as far as I’m concerned. That comes from a grown man that lives at home with his people. At what point do we grow. I am growing tired of being restricted in my abilities to show other lands how great the love of the Lord is. I may do something great one day but as for now I need to show God more. I feel that if he wants me on the other side of the planet doing his work then that’s where I’ll be. He chose me to speak to others and that’s why I love his spirit in us. I want to thank the Lord for his soul and the miracle of putting it into man. Not every man but the man who believes in his son. The others will be cast into a lake of fire. Those men that let one of the devil’s spirits control him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
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God is teaching all the time. I recently learned that the devil mimicked that putting a spirit miracle many time over in this world. I don’t trust in the words of a man because I know that it is only speech. Talking through your breath that God gave you as a gift just as God blessed you with his spirit. God is the creator of Adam and Eve; he has the power to take your breath away from your soul and give it back to Adam or Eve. Those evil spirits use so much of their breath saying the wrong thing out of vanity that they condemn themselves to a lake of fire. You ever heard the phrase be careful what you ask for. I think it’s an insult to God when we say what we are going to do. We don’t have the power to grow one hair from our arm. We should sing all day about the goodness of our Lord. That’s how we get our blessings. The golden ticket into heaven is faith in God’s son and love for one another.
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The thing you say may hurt you in the long run! I hope to see you all in the new Zion better than that I know that if I met you in New Orleans then I can talk you into joining us on the journey. I promise it won’t take a sermon or a round of golf to have that conversation.
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Gold is cold to the human touch so why don’t we value life far more than trivial things such as cars and diamonds. Quint Jones is a star so keep your filthy mitts off me. I’m over two-hundred pounds of heat and who knows if I’ll burn you. Hell is bound to be full of material things and men who strive for such things. I hate to say it but I grow tired of life and the collection of things that don’t matter yet I know that I can master my desires. I try to show younger brothers how to survive rich or poor we are all worth our weight in gold! Ninety-five percent of the world’s wealth is under the control of five percent of the population. I’d rather go back to Africa and pitch a tent. Better I would prefer the days of the ancient Myn Indians. The for-knowledge to build into the rock rater than breaking the mountain down, transporting it and the re-assembling it speaks volumes for my people’s abilities. Keep in mind that the architect who built the pentagon is from Egypt. This thing is starting to sound pro black forgive me. I hope all of my beliefs are as correct as your opinions that I am a diamond in the rough. Although the powers that be would never allow me to write a script, the knowledge that I possess can cure all illness and suffering.
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We deal with adversity as well as we have learned with past experience. If I had another coping mechanism then I would have been driven to it by now. As it remains there’s a writer in the building. I’ve been waiting to learn of my gifts and now I’m set for life. A star that landed on the Earth and was given the sir-name Quint. Akin to the one and only Lord of the peace, love and faith is ready for your blessing. Can I mention hope as being equivalent to peace? Hopes are the praise we sing to the Lord when we ask for and expect an outcome. Knowing that we have no power over the elements we hope for rain when it’s a drought. The best way to do the hope thing without offending God with vanity is by singing aloud to his spirit to give thanks. I hope we have a super fall, winter, spring and fall on paper forever amen. Although I know he already knows what we need to be super and God already gave it to us!
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Men together means that all the men under Gods shelter will be blessed forever. So lets all shout amen! I want to be the first to let you know if you don’t know already.&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/user/QJONES3000&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/feeds/6847151071838964190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2011/11/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/6847151071838964190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188006064483851790/posts/default/6847151071838964190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qjones3000.blogspot.com/2011/11/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Quint Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07109806714099169561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>