<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="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" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364488293517209797</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 23 Sep 2024 05:30:58 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Christian Photographs</title><description></description><link>http://christian-photographs.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364488293517209797.post-8172867710876018808</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jul 2007 20:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-21T13:27:16.779-07:00</atom:updated><title>Thoughts</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;He who forms the mountains, creates the wind, and reveals his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt; to man, he who turns dawn to darkness, and treads the high places of the earth— the LORD God Almighty is his name.&lt;br /&gt;Amos 4:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;How great are your works, O LORD, how profound your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;thoughts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;Psalm 92:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;The LORD knows the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt; of man; he knows that they are futile.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 94:11&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;p style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;How precious to [ Or concerning ] me are your &lt;b&gt;thoughts&lt;/b&gt;, O God! How vast is the sum of them!  &lt;sup&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt; Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 139:17-18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;The LORD detests the &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;thoughts&lt;/b&gt; of the wicked, but those of the pure are pleasing to him.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 15:26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Let the wicked forsake his way and the evil man his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;. Let him turn to the LORD, and he will have mercy on him, and to our God, for he will freely pardon.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;For my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt; are not your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;, neither are your ways my ways,&quot; declares the LORD.  &quot;As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt; than your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 55:7-9&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Yet you know me, O LORD; you see me and test my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt; about you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 12:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;But they do not know the &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;thoughts&lt;/b&gt; of the LORD; they do not understand his plan, he who gathers them like sheaves to the threshing floor.&lt;br /&gt;Micah 4:12&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;For who has known the mind of the Lord that he may instruct him?&quot;&lt;sup&gt;[&lt;a href=&quot;http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=1%20Corinthians+2&amp;version=31#fen-NIV-28395d&quot; title=&quot;Go to&quot;&gt;d&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt; But we have the mind of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 2:16&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;All of us also lived among them at one time, gratifying the cravings of our sinful nature [ Or our flesh] and following its desires and &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;thoughts&lt;/b&gt;. Like the rest, we were by nature objects of wrath.&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 2:3&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Therefore, holy brothers, who share in the heavenly calling, fix your &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;thoughts&lt;/b&gt; on Jesus, the apostle and high priest whom we confess.&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 3:1&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;font-family: georgia;&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;For the word of God is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;thoughts&lt;/b&gt; and attitudes of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 4:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://christian-photographs.blogspot.com/2007/07/thoughts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364488293517209797.post-3490217039100951426</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Jun 2007 06:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-01T16:35:36.858-07:00</atom:updated><title>My Brother, My Hero</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMowTiH95DIO38sjDJXFmuILVifEcFN77TvEF4tsA9XNuyoExktKP49vgKxY-8hbbKaIJhwzcFbVgkp6bqKSiDH6OXOIbeglFPUTPjDaY88WUXI8vg5fUlUv9q5lNnHM3QwfsfpHLs6ss/s1600-h/ron3.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMowTiH95DIO38sjDJXFmuILVifEcFN77TvEF4tsA9XNuyoExktKP49vgKxY-8hbbKaIJhwzcFbVgkp6bqKSiDH6OXOIbeglFPUTPjDaY88WUXI8vg5fUlUv9q5lNnHM3QwfsfpHLs6ss/s400/ron3.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079147129762156642&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;What do you say to a man that tells you God has spoken to him? Do you begin to doubt or question him or do you  listen and join your faith with his, and pray that the life saving mission he has been entrusted with, is going to result in a positive outcome for all involved? I listened to my brother pour out his heart, and then I prayed for him, as I&#39;ve never prayed for him before. This was to be a life changing adventure, not just for Randy, the recipient, but also for Ron, my youngest brother. He had become willing to walk according to the Spirit and hold fast to the truth that he knew. Yes, he knew- God had spoken and the tears that came to his eyes were not about fear, but about gratitude. God had found him worthy and had chosen him, and  trusted him, to not only hear His voice, but to actually follow through and become obedient no matter what the cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, he would endure all of the extensive testing and probing. Then the horror stories of those that had never recovered from their operation and advised him to &quot;reconsider&quot;. Backing out was never an option for Ron, although Randy, understanding the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;,  gave him that option many times.  Then the personal testing, and probings of the heart came.   Yes, He knew that God had called him to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.liverfoundation.org/education/info/transplant/&quot;&gt;donate 60% of his liver&lt;/a&gt; to a man that he only knew casually. That was the easy part. I think the profound understanding was in realizing that God was actually interested in the details of his life. God was not just a ruler in the sky, He was a  loving father, that cared immensely about him.This father  knew all about his insecurities, his failures, as well as his hopes and dreams. I believe God also knew that Ron was a man that He could trust. Many claim to love and serve God , but few are willing to go where God wants to lead them. They choose instead to remain complacent, looking at the many obstacles, and allow fear to become the driving force rather than faith. The paths that God chooses for our lives must be approached with a child like trust, knowing that as we keep our eyes on our Father, He will lead, provide, and sustain our walk. This road will often require sacrifice and a love that is beyond human in affection. Whenever we endeavour to follow our Father&#39;s will, He always provides us with all that we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlF8reT4rw1KSJ58XvXlyc6MqFPWjCykvJsBPYdEfhjFRoYnV7hGMVi8elafM_f8PyMjHso4ZvjExD4k513OL4x_kEYXpjjFWOXFp1zlesztSafQz3VVvSXXVqil4c0-n3B-aRYHr2IMA/s1600-h/101_0237.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlF8reT4rw1KSJ58XvXlyc6MqFPWjCykvJsBPYdEfhjFRoYnV7hGMVi8elafM_f8PyMjHso4ZvjExD4k513OL4x_kEYXpjjFWOXFp1zlesztSafQz3VVvSXXVqil4c0-n3B-aRYHr2IMA/s400/101_0237.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082062691780627554&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bible tells us that we find our life when we become willing to lose it. Ron found a purpose greater than himself, when he became willing to listen and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;surrender&lt;/span&gt;. This was indeed a road that held a profound spiritual truth. But like every treasure, it did not appear on the surface. It was buried beneath the obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His concern for Randy, a man he hardly knew, had been transformed by Divine intervention. God had placed such a deep burden in Ron&#39;s heart for this man and his family. A love that only God himself could give, penetrated my brothers heart and so compelled him forward into the outstretched arms of a loving father that assured him that there was nothing to fear. His own life mattered little in comparison to the hope that a family would be spared certain tragedy.  Even after the operation there was only one thing on his heart and mind, and that was the condition of his newly acquired brother. In  the twilight realm between a conscience and unconscious state I overheard my brother tell an unaware nurse a very prophetic statement- He said- &quot;You know, I have two choices. &quot; She replied, &quot;two choices?&quot;. He continued &quot;yea, I have two choices, and I choose door number two!&quot;.  Now I am not so sure what the nurse heard that day but I think we can all hear the voice of God speaking to us as my brother has lived out the truth that we all face on a daily basis. You see, we all have two choices. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;We can live apart from God and refuse to listen and go our own way which will ultimately lead to our disappointment and destruction, or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;we can draw near to God and seek to know and do His will, which leads to His provision and blessing. Every day we have that choice and every day God is calling to our hearts.  The question is, are we willing to listen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_n0DMu5Jv1xj2p-5sETWccCe_Ayaur7yQPcqumWxvFdJq6bzN0Ryde9eWqMWWGz9edvH8lWPlEyggPrf2NyhL8YM70H6r7hk8ACRtQVX-1sQfnYjrgIYmow1_15WepWKXp97uS8bRIV0/s1600-h/blog.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_n0DMu5Jv1xj2p-5sETWccCe_Ayaur7yQPcqumWxvFdJq6bzN0Ryde9eWqMWWGz9edvH8lWPlEyggPrf2NyhL8YM70H6r7hk8ACRtQVX-1sQfnYjrgIYmow1_15WepWKXp97uS8bRIV0/s400/blog.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082069391929609394&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;My brother is now my hero, because he showed us the way to live by living it, not just by talking about it.  His obedience and sacrifice leads us all to question.  Are we choosing door number one, or door number two? Yes, this is a site about Christian Photographs, but today it is a place where we all come to contemplate what it really means to be &quot;DE-&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;LIVERED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One man was delivered from pain, sickness and certain death in the natural. But, no less &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;significant&lt;/span&gt;, is that another man was delivered from these same elements in the spiritual &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;realm&lt;/span&gt;. Pain, sickness, and death are the rewards of those who choose door number one and make this life all about protecting their own best interests and putting their own selfish desires first. Door number two is where we find everlasting truth and peace. As we enter through this door we find love and we are enabled to give love in the fullest sense of the word. It is the door we all must walk through, if we are ever to become completely delivered from ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/span&gt; The operation was successful and Ron and Randy are both healing and recovering perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=49&amp;chapter=13&amp;amp;verse=24&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse&quot;&gt;Luke 13:24&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said to them, &quot;Make every effort to enter through the narrow &lt;b&gt;door&lt;/b&gt;, because many, I tell you, will try to enter and will not be able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=53&amp;chapter=16&amp;amp;verse=9&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse&quot;&gt;1 Corinthians 16:9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because a great &lt;b&gt;door&lt;/b&gt; for effective work has opened to me, and there are many who oppose me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=24&amp;chapter=28&amp;amp;verse=26&amp;version=50&amp;amp;context=verse&quot;&gt;Proverbs 28:26&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who trusts in his own heart is a fool,    But whoever walks wisely will be &lt;b&gt;delivered&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=23&amp;chapter=107&amp;amp;verse=20&amp;version=50&amp;amp;context=verse&quot;&gt;Psalm 107:20&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sent His word and healed them,And &lt;b&gt;delivered&lt;/b&gt; them from their &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;destructions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=5&amp;chapter=30&amp;amp;verse=19&amp;version=50&amp;amp;context=verse&quot;&gt;Deuteronomy 30:19&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call heaven and earth as witnesses today against you, that I have set before you &lt;b&gt;life&lt;/b&gt; and death, blessing and cursing; therefore &lt;b&gt;choose&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;life&lt;/b&gt;, that both you and your descendants may live.</description><link>http://christian-photographs.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-brother-my-hero.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMowTiH95DIO38sjDJXFmuILVifEcFN77TvEF4tsA9XNuyoExktKP49vgKxY-8hbbKaIJhwzcFbVgkp6bqKSiDH6OXOIbeglFPUTPjDaY88WUXI8vg5fUlUv9q5lNnHM3QwfsfpHLs6ss/s72-c/ron3.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364488293517209797.post-8993541556793222828</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 May 2007 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-28T10:16:03.459-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Purposeful Snowflake</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh06qZvZkUzxSj7S5j25efbHdc5XE4Auo8miftaZ97iIZ7nJYmbP8LxJB6ZywOcqg9HWFa6vyjk8OL_3mKhtm5vAIEkAPYhcjtk1rEjPwDpQfxdpp_0FokTDrWfsaHKv6KWOFsRd0AoiOQ/s1600-h/100_7067.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh06qZvZkUzxSj7S5j25efbHdc5XE4Auo8miftaZ97iIZ7nJYmbP8LxJB6ZywOcqg9HWFa6vyjk8OL_3mKhtm5vAIEkAPYhcjtk1rEjPwDpQfxdpp_0FokTDrWfsaHKv6KWOFsRd0AoiOQ/s400/100_7067.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069494380338277234&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know this may not be the best picture in the world, but in my world of Christian Photography, it represents something profound to me that I thought I would share. The snowflake, that you see has not been altered in any way. It is here now before you, exactly as it was then on that cold snowy day. If you click on the image you can see a larger view and will notice the amazing detail.  There are many types of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.its.caltech.edu/%7Eatomic/snowcrystals/photos/photos.htm&quot;&gt;snowflakes&lt;/a&gt;, this particular one is called a &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Fernlike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Stellar Dendrite.&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrfDBOuuHGRwIE9sIqykotVG0VezhWKoPBdEFLFOrJzcyrxMil4gkoaWfZneeZaeY7BlZ8gq3qVubqDtYKRMxs4Ucrk9QL8b-w98cA9szJ0dbHEWeupU6r0XO7sOFHOD-n2lpytuXW_yM/s1600-h/100_7005.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrfDBOuuHGRwIE9sIqykotVG0VezhWKoPBdEFLFOrJzcyrxMil4gkoaWfZneeZaeY7BlZ8gq3qVubqDtYKRMxs4Ucrk9QL8b-w98cA9szJ0dbHEWeupU6r0XO7sOFHOD-n2lpytuXW_yM/s200/100_7005.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069487907822562146&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are the largest snow crystals, and can often fall to the earth with diameters of 5mm or more. In spite of their large size, they are single crystals of ice. These crystals can be extremely thin and light, so they make a low density &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;snow pack&lt;/span&gt; and are what every skier or boarder hopes to find- &quot;Great Powder&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;border-collapse: collapse; width: 1px; height: 23px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; bordercolor=&quot;#111111&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; cellspacing=&quot;10&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; There in that moment was captured the wonderful complexity of God&#39;s  creation.  Yet it will never be as it once was.  All we have is a frozen  image , caught in time, allowing us the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;luxury&lt;/span&gt; to look back and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;contemplate&lt;/span&gt; how the life of a snowflake can be much like our own fragile and temporal lives. The bible tells us in Psalm 103:13-16, As a father has compassion on his children, so the LORD has  compassion on those who fear him, for he knows how we are formed,  he remembers that we are dust. As for man, his days are like  grass, he flourishes like a flower of the field, the wind blows over it and it is  gone,  and its place remembers it no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the snowflake, our lives here will soon be over.  The impressions that we have made on the lives of others are the only things that will  carry on after we are gone.  Our choices have far reaching effects. Some that we may never know. Yet many times we let our emotions and desires rule us and we end up &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;regretting&lt;/span&gt; things ignorantly done or said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who live according to the sinful nature have their  minds set on what that nature desires&lt;b style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; &lt;/b&gt; but those who live in accordance  with the Spirit have their minds set on what the Spirit desires- Romans 8:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one answer for this conflict that we experience. We must become purposeful in all that we do and we must do, as the bible tells us in Galatians 5:16 and 24,  So I say, live by the Spirit, and you will not gratify the desires of the  sinful nature.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the sinful  nature with its passions and desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This death can be a painful experience, but it is &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt; if we are those which belong to Christ and we want to leave impressions that positively impact the lives of people we love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next to that snowflake is a boy that I love with all my heart.  He has experienced both the blessings and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;cursings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that have resulted from the choices that I have made. He is not completely in focus in this picture, and I&#39;m sure he would tell you that he is still not completely clear about the road he wants to travel in this life. There have been confusing messages, broken promises and hurtful words spoken. As I take an honest look at my life, I must admit that I have not always walked by the Spirit, yet there is a powerful truth that I cling to.  I know, that if I confess my sins, God is faithful to forgive them, and the bible tells us in Romans 8:28, that in all things God  will work for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to His purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One snowflake, aimlessly falling may silently &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;disappear&lt;/span&gt; without notice. Then we also see the majesty of God, as many snowflakes purposefully come together and cause a mountain side to glisten and sparkle like a jewel in the hands of the King.  My hope and prayer is that we can be a part of something greater than ourselves. That we will determine to be a people of purpose aside from our ever changing feelings, and in so doing leave something  on this earth that is beautiful  and  ultimately glorifying to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvIBhla8pX34F3JPbBadDfk1rmmUoEJof92Q0q5Grgao9kbXfJK0AejXcVCGnlomVtjfOolIGLDyHPUD4ptckPGdUxmNbMzCAiS0y6aEKRwaqhEohwzlKS4XpTy3dPHs3iATEEC_sLfWQ/s1600-h/100_7127.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 431px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvIBhla8pX34F3JPbBadDfk1rmmUoEJof92Q0q5Grgao9kbXfJK0AejXcVCGnlomVtjfOolIGLDyHPUD4ptckPGdUxmNbMzCAiS0y6aEKRwaqhEohwzlKS4XpTy3dPHs3iATEEC_sLfWQ/s400/100_7127.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069141711983668050&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/passage/?book_id=29&amp;chapter=55&amp;amp;verse=10&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse&quot;&gt;Isaiah  55:10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the rain and the &lt;b&gt;snow&lt;/b&gt; come down from heaven, and do not return to it without watering the earth and making it bud and flourish, so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/passage/?book_id=29&amp;chapter=1&amp;amp;verse=18&amp;version=31&amp;amp;context=verse&quot;&gt;Isaiah  1:18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Come now, let us reason together,&quot; says the LORD. &quot;Though  your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as &lt;b&gt;snow&lt;/b&gt;; though they  are red as crimson, they shall be like wool.</description><link>http://christian-photographs.blogspot.com/2007/05/captured-snowflake.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh06qZvZkUzxSj7S5j25efbHdc5XE4Auo8miftaZ97iIZ7nJYmbP8LxJB6ZywOcqg9HWFa6vyjk8OL_3mKhtm5vAIEkAPYhcjtk1rEjPwDpQfxdpp_0FokTDrWfsaHKv6KWOFsRd0AoiOQ/s72-c/100_7067.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364488293517209797.post-2906496999355063840</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 May 2007 23:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-27T23:49:48.841-07:00</atom:updated><title>Portland Roses</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjybtRLt8ri2T2PpANnIaHFXxui2vKA6bt5wi-I4mEOWDMbz-A3sFKAJ7hD0hDtbnTqANZoGr9otr3VM6_Ncd_qKj2l6gV3aLoOePqpmH9iqeaEXyIMgwssEQPEvtN6jsCYgNym-Nyu6g8/s1600-h/The+Lord+Is+Close.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 293px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjybtRLt8ri2T2PpANnIaHFXxui2vKA6bt5wi-I4mEOWDMbz-A3sFKAJ7hD0hDtbnTqANZoGr9otr3VM6_Ncd_qKj2l6gV3aLoOePqpmH9iqeaEXyIMgwssEQPEvtN6jsCYgNym-Nyu6g8/s400/The+Lord+Is+Close.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068998251486046914&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Portland is one of my favorite  places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I think it must  be not only the beautiful scenery that make it advantageous for taking Christian  Photographs, but the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt; beautiful, inspiring people as well.  I would be there for six days and by the end of day five, every day had been perfect! The sky was  big and blue, above the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.photo.net/photo/pcd1661/columbia-river-gorge-49.4.jpg&quot;&gt;Columbia River&lt;/a&gt; and it held a sun that shined continually. This is not the norm for  a city that is known for multiple rainy and cloudy days. The conference I was attending, had taken much of my time, and I was looking forward to my last day as I had planned to venture out around the city and capture some new images. But, towards the end of our  final meeting, I heard the gloomy news.  The rain was headed our way and my  picture-perfect, hopes of a sunny tomorrow was clouded over with news reports  and well meaning friends that explained to me that the most I could look forward  to tomorrow was rain soaked sneakers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I thought, I&#39;m trusting in the One  who commands the weather, I knew that my Father was going to make a way where  there seemed to be no way. So, with renewed faith and a prayer of thanksgiving I  laid my head down to sleep and waited for the morning. When I awoke I excitedly  looked outside and much to my dismay I saw a thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;ck cover of clouds and light  sprinkles of rain. Now those of you from Portland know that this usually means  that rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;and misty fog would take hold, for what could be, days on end. At this  point I knew that I had to &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;again,&lt;/span&gt; make a choice. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt; decided that I would trust  God for a sunny day. Now many may be thinking here- &quot;What? Does she actualy  think that God will answer her prayer and move away clouds?&quot;.  Well it depends  on what your clouds are made of. You see, whether God moved a natural cloud or a  spiritual cloud, for me it did not matter. What I knew was that God could be  trusted.The first words out of my mouth were- &quot;Thank you  Lord for a beautiful sunny day!&quot;.  I then decided that I would drive through  McDonald&#39;s and buy some extra cheese burgers to hand out to some of the homeless  downtown.  I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt; cleaned myself up and got dressed in some comfortable clothes, grabbed my black rain coat and  continued to offer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt; up prayers of thanksgiving, for a beautiful sunny day. Now,  what I saw in the natural, every time I looked out the big sliding glass door,  was more clouds and rain. The daily paper, at my room door, also collaborated  with all the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt; doom and gloom, bearers of bad news. Nevertheless, I was on  my way. First stop,  McDonald&#39;s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvqOyg-v28zEv-3trlb1zpAjyWC2I3LrJf0OMLWVM_Qq2JOjb0BpTPEueAMimlG-fXX9j6IQ6Ml15ifE32bcADKXiPFGoD2Zh82D4W9zqMINCJiZSCpj5ZFA7Hmb8j_veZroYo7_bkqvk/s1600-h/I+Love+The+Lord.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 289px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvqOyg-v28zEv-3trlb1zpAjyWC2I3LrJf0OMLWVM_Qq2JOjb0BpTPEueAMimlG-fXX9j6IQ6Ml15ifE32bcADKXiPFGoD2Zh82D4W9zqMINCJiZSCpj5ZFA7Hmb8j_veZroYo7_bkqvk/s400/I+Love+The+Lord.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068998801241860834&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;Coming out of the drive-thru window, I  happened to look up. There before me was an opening in the clouds and a small  patch of blue sky peaking out from behind the veil that wanted to steal my joy,  but couldn&#39;t. I spoke out loud in my little, white rental car, &quot;Thank You  Lord!!!&quot;.  I knew that He heard my prayers and was blessing me. The God of the  universe hears us. He hears every cry and every shout, and every breath of  praise. The bible tells us that without faith it is impossible to please God,  and that He is a &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;rewarder&lt;/span&gt; of those, that diligently seek Him. That  blue sky was my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt; reward that day, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;but it was not to be my only one. &lt;/span&gt; That  afternoon, I met an interesting homeless man, that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt; became my friend and tour  guide. He directed me to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rosegardenstore.org/directions.cfm&quot;&gt;The Portland Rose  Garden&lt;/a&gt;, where we both excitedly jumped out of the car. I began to snap away at roses but continued to peek over at him and  was so blessed to find this grown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt; man smelling every flower that he saw. It was  as if the smell was freedom to him. Freedom from the pain of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt; homelessness, and  the worries of where his next meal would come from and would he ever find  laughter and joy again. Though he had lived in Portland for a long time , he had  never taken the time to visit this Rose Garden nor had he ever taken the time to  smell the roses as he did that day. I often live like this homeless man. I can  become so preoccupied with the cares and worries of life, yet all the while,  Christ calls me t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;o Himself and says I am your freedom, and the truth that you  have been searching for. Inhale deep, like the fragrant rose, I will overwhelm  your senses so that you can rejoice in my sweet aroma. I will penetrate every  part of your being. My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt; joy will become your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt; strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;I do believe that God  answers our prayers, but not always in the ways that we would like to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt; see. Our  fait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;h is in &lt;strong&gt;Who He is, not  What He does.&lt;/strong&gt; This means that, in  just the same way that a loving Fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;will always do what is best with his own  children,  so our Father in heaven does, in regards to us. Even when an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;swers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt; to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;prayers come in unexpected ways and hidden rainbows. You see, it could have been raining cats and  dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;s, and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;would have still been able to see the &quot;sun shine&quot; that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt; day.  God  actually performed two miracles in Portland. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;First, He brought the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;  sunlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7EPg7gsH1Lcw_ftjaih6tzsqjuGwjElYyCPW8QbCp-rJJkapYS4SkQ11DsUhkPM52X4U8kBJgSRZ3J8rTPofkSrsUwbkwSU781ZCegwg91xTq8skI_fAhx_FnNZ-qfuoUX0KiGHnzXEU/s1600-h/rose.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7EPg7gsH1Lcw_ftjaih6tzsqjuGwjElYyCPW8QbCp-rJJkapYS4SkQ11DsUhkPM52X4U8kBJgSRZ3J8rTPofkSrsUwbkwSU781ZCegwg91xTq8skI_fAhx_FnNZ-qfuoUX0KiGHnzXEU/s200/rose.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069003031784647426&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt; through the darkest of clouds- literally. Second, He brought light to  the heart of a man that had been covered over by darkness.  A miracle is that  which happens in the heart.  My continued prayer is for that man to be brought  into the fullness of Christ and that He would experience the blessings that come  to those who put their fait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;h in Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt; Remember we all need to take time to smell  the roses..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;sup&quot; id=&quot;en-CEV-13202&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;&quot; &gt;PSALM 145&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;You are merciful, LORD!You are kind and patient  and always loving. You are good to everyone, and you take care of all your creation. All creation will thank you, and your loyal people will praise you.They will tell about your marvelous kingdom and your power. Then everyone will know about the mighty things you do and your glorious kingdom. Your kingdom will never end, and you will rule forever. Our LORD, you keep your word and do everything you say.When someone stumbles or falls, you give a helping hand. Everyone depends on you, and when the time is right, you provide them with food. By your own hand you satisfy the desires of all who live. Our LORD, everything you do is kind and thoughtful, and you are near to everyone whose prayers are sincere. You satisfy the desires of all your worshipers, and you come to save them when they ask for help. You take care of everyone who loves you, but you destroy the wicked. I will praise you, LORD, and everyone will respect your holy name forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://christian-photographs.blogspot.com/2007/05/erhei-hrighio.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjybtRLt8ri2T2PpANnIaHFXxui2vKA6bt5wi-I4mEOWDMbz-A3sFKAJ7hD0hDtbnTqANZoGr9otr3VM6_Ncd_qKj2l6gV3aLoOePqpmH9iqeaEXyIMgwssEQPEvtN6jsCYgNym-Nyu6g8/s72-c/The+Lord+Is+Close.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364488293517209797.post-2512391381730999244</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 May 2007 21:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-26T22:58:40.950-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Lamb Story</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZfqkDPcoXwC2DfS2YFzo5qIOwubIzF0yVOW-R_-6UEBoAzQbiMQ_HI8WdQt-zvtz4M4zBQFr0bwciN32o8BEzZLpZBg92svFToCtU0CLjS4v9rylQ6771Os6hsfPijadaf6KeB3l9h0Y/s1600-h/Little-Lamb.bmp&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 257px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZfqkDPcoXwC2DfS2YFzo5qIOwubIzF0yVOW-R_-6UEBoAzQbiMQ_HI8WdQt-zvtz4M4zBQFr0bwciN32o8BEzZLpZBg92svFToCtU0CLjS4v9rylQ6771Os6hsfPijadaf6KeB3l9h0Y/s320/Little-Lamb.bmp&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066943500476934706&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;div  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;I recently spent a week in Tahoe with my family and  on the way home I came across this little lamb that inspired me for this new christian photograph. We were driving  along the freeway when I spotted this herd of sheep grazing in the  late afternoon.  I decided that I would stop to take some pictures of these  amazing creatures. I pulled over and hoped my children would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt; patient with  me, as I hopped the small fence and began making my way across the fields.  Now while all the other sheep saw me approaching and cautiously backed away  - there was this one little guy that was totally oblivious to me and everything  else going on around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;In some ways I had the feeling that I  had been drawn into a Warner Brother&#39;s cartoon, and I had to chuckle at  the image before me.  He continued to chew away on whatever it was that  was in his mouth, with his eyes closed in an almost dream-like trance. I&#39;m sure  he must have been thinking about how wonderful this day was- the  nice warm sun on his back, plenty of sweet green grass to munch on, the wind  lightly caressing his face, and seemingly not a care in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt; world. It  was a joy to behold him and yet it also reminded me of how we, like little  lambs, can so easily be caught unaware.  Had I been a predator- this lamb  would have surely been an easy target and a welcome meal. I watched him for a  while, in-between carrying out my mission, to snap as many pictures  of him as I could. And there, in that moment, I  was lovingly reminded of the  Good Shepard that watches over His&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt; flock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikwlK7aqw6fAT88DX8GBnBuFk98yA_EPFrghEpQMkLzxB8ckHaebRy-xTAxz7jV-emYkCC78KCVBWrq1z35EfEWPrkQcTp9TB9nd9FXG64S5y5Lmvxujr-qOfoB1M-g3dHSay8rbFD2vM/s1600-h/100_7492.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikwlK7aqw6fAT88DX8GBnBuFk98yA_EPFrghEpQMkLzxB8ckHaebRy-xTAxz7jV-emYkCC78KCVBWrq1z35EfEWPrkQcTp9TB9nd9FXG64S5y5Lmvxujr-qOfoB1M-g3dHSay8rbFD2vM/s400/100_7492.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069115800445971250&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;div  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;I have been told that when a number of sheep, belonging to different shepards,  are lying in the same pasture, a shepherd can summon out his own herd by his voice alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;A stranger could try  to emulate the call, but it would be difficult to fool the sheep, as  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;they will only follow the voice that they know.  How often do I close my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt; ears to that voice.  How often have I wandered away from the safety of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;my  Shepards call.  There have been times in my rebellion and pride, that I insisted on  going my own way, forsaking the truth that I knew.  Those experiences have humbled me, and made me realize my utter  dependence on the Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt; Shepard. I have come to understand that I will hear His voice best, when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt; I continue to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;  abide in His presence. He has promised never to leave us or forsake us,  and I  do believe that in His tender care we can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;find comfort,  reconciliation, and protection.  We may be simple minded, and limited in our abilities, but there is  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;really only one thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;that is  needful. Like Mary that remained at the feet of Jesus while Martha went away busy and preoccupied, we must  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;continue to draw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;close unto our  Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt; even while the rest of the world rushes by. Then we can be assured that  &lt;u&gt;we will hear His  voice,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV4agmneF-DFqPVCPFBewAYnN3lLhoc_oT5DC50eDvaEqXPCPAt65rteMhKtIwa9fMf_q5xXLxOM5-YPyBXVJQaqb4Mh59XAACZNntaso9cy5YsNCafctCmHSPVpEjvfYLRnHFvyGcwqQ/s1600-h/100_7498.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV4agmneF-DFqPVCPFBewAYnN3lLhoc_oT5DC50eDvaEqXPCPAt65rteMhKtIwa9fMf_q5xXLxOM5-YPyBXVJQaqb4Mh59XAACZNntaso9cy5YsNCafctCmHSPVpEjvfYLRnHFvyGcwqQ/s200/100_7498.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069115482618391330&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;and He will be faithful to guide  and direct our lives so that we can ultimately bring all glory and honor to Him. Jesus tells us that He  has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;come so that we might have life and have it to the full.  Imagine how easy that is--we don&#39;t have to be any more intelligent than a little  lamb! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;All we need to do is listen to His voice and follow Him  and He will give us Life!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;div  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;John 10: 1 - 18.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man who  enters by the gate is the shepherd of his sheep. The watchman opens the gate for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;  him and the sheep listen to his voice. He calls his own sheep by name and leads them out. When  he has brought out all his own he goes on ahead of them and his sheep follow him because they know his voice. But they will  never follow a stranger; in fact they will run away from him because they do not recognize a stranger&#39;s voice.&quot; Jesus used this figure  of speech but they did not understand what he was telling them. Therefore Jesus said again, &quot;I tell you the truth I am the gate for  the sheep. All who ever came before me were thieves and robbers, but the sheep did not listen to them. I am the gate; whoever enters  through me will be saved.&quot; He will come in and go out and find pasture. The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;I have come that they may have life and have  it to the full&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://christian-photographs.blogspot.com/2007/05/lamb-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZfqkDPcoXwC2DfS2YFzo5qIOwubIzF0yVOW-R_-6UEBoAzQbiMQ_HI8WdQt-zvtz4M4zBQFr0bwciN32o8BEzZLpZBg92svFToCtU0CLjS4v9rylQ6771Os6hsfPijadaf6KeB3l9h0Y/s72-c/Little-Lamb.bmp" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>