tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57101226269698234372024-02-18T19:12:54.089-08:00The Son Still ReignsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger263125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-10711189962521829492014-02-23T00:25:00.001-08:002014-02-23T00:25:01.670-08:00Fan or Follower<p dir=ltr>I am sad. Last month a beautiful young woman took her last breath on this earth & came face to face with Jesus. Her name was Cassie. Gone , what many would say, too soon. She was in the 1st youth group God gave us. </p>
<p dir=ltr>Tonight, another former youth group member too his last breath. Bobby, once again so very young. His mom died 2 years ago. & he has fought leukemia for the past year. His little sister isn't so little anymore but she is like one of my own kidlets. There are no right words.</p>
<p dir=ltr>2 very different goodbyes barely a month apart.</p>
<p dir=ltr> A harsh reminder at just how precious life is. Every. Single. Day. A GIFT.</p>
<p dir=ltr>And at the end of the night as I was turning off lights & shutting off moms tv an episode of *Not a fan* comes on TBN.</p>
<p dir=ltr>I sat there a complete mess. </p>
<p dir=ltr>See what you may not know is how deeply I have struggled this past year. Not all my children have chosen to follow Jesus and sometimes I struggle with it. What I saw very plainly tonight was that whether my own childen choose to follow Jesus, or not....MY life and if I choose to follow Jesus with everything I have affects SO many others. And I had to come face to face with the very real reality that will I continue to follow Jesus even if my kidlets choose not to... </p>
<p dir=ltr>Yes. Because I am a follower. I am not just a fan of Jesus.</p>
<p dir=ltr>In the episode tonight they said "confessing Jesus as our Lord isn't something we say with our lips, it's something we do with our life" </p>
<p dir=ltr>What about you? Are you a fan? Or a follower? <br>
Not sure?</p>
<p dir=ltr>Then PLEASE take a moment and visit www.notafan.com and decide.</p>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-91223364672570922042014-02-10T23:43:00.000-08:002014-02-10T23:43:16.898-08:003 weeks and counting1st I want to tell you that my mom is doing amazingly well. And in the next few weeks she should be back to normal but without those cancer sticks ( aka cigarettes) in fact ... It has been over 3 weeks since she had even one.<br />
I am really proud of her.<br />
sometimes it takes a wake up... And I suppose having a dead leg and almost dying was that wake up for her. <br />
I am busy weeding, taking my things to storage, spring cleaning and appointments and as of right now still very much in California apart from my band of gypsy travellers. And I miss them. <br />
and if I am honest I don't completely understand but all I can do is trust that God knows what HE is doing. <br />
It's a range of emotions. <br />
and somewhere in the stillness it gives me time to continually SEEK Him. <br />
and put together our much needed missionary support letters... I will put this time apart to good use.<br />
<br />
It's just the waiting for answers I am having such a hard time with. The time apart. The quiet that is not my life. <br />
<br />
I am still sharing the gospel bracelets and making good use of this season of way too much quiet...and helping mom to get back to normal. But its a new normal. <br />
<br />
I suspect it will be interesting to see what God has planned.<br />
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-20006729501364433742014-01-23T06:24:00.002-08:002014-01-23T06:24:48.055-08:00On Friday last week I got a phone call from my mom's neighbor. She was taken by ambulance to the hospital. Knowing you're the ONLY person that can do anything is scary. We immediately booked a flight from Orlando to palm Springs but I couldn't fly out until Sunday. You go through a whole range of emotions as you find out a parent is in the hospital. My mom is only 65 & a 3 time cancer survivor. I was told her kidneys were shutting down. It was time to leave my husband with 6 kidlets in Florida and get to my mom<br />
fast forward to Sunday. I went straight to the hospital before heading up to check on her dogs. Unfortunately it was Sunday & there were no doctors making rounds. Lots of ordered tests but no conclusive answers.<br />
<br />
by It wasn't until Monday that I got a glimpse of the severity of her hospitalization. She had a blood clot that almost took her life. It had clogged her artery in her right leg for at least a few weeks. The doctor said they seriously considered amputation. <br />
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By Tuesday there were still a lot of unanswered questions but terms like COPD hung in the air & I boldly asked the BIG question. Did mom have cancer again? I think mom & I were both very surprised when he said she did NOT have cancer. He told her the clot was caused by smoking. That there are 2 basic kinds of clots. Non-smoking clots & smoking clots. And she almost died because of her choice to smoke. She told me to go home and get rid of all the cigearettes in front of him. ( those of you that know me... Know that I was more than happy to comply!) <br />
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what I did with them is on the other <a href="http://www.narrowroadschoolers.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">blog</a> because that is a God story intertwined into my life & journey. <br />
<br />
yesterday her color was so much better. She even ate food. She asked me to bring her clothes today because she wanted out of her hospital gown. She still may have a day or 2 in the hospital but things are looking better. I am unsure when I will head back to Florida to be with my family or whether they will start the journey here. We may need to remain within a much smaller travel distance as missionaries based on my moms needs. Time will tell. <br />
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we appreciate your prayers and support as we walk through this trial. <br />
<br />
time for me to get up..grab a shower & head down to the hospital. Have a blessed day! Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-58998558035333667202014-01-11T20:40:00.001-08:002014-01-11T20:40:59.430-08:00grape jellymy dad ate a lot of peanut butter & jelly sandwiches as snacks before bed. <br />
<br />
but it had to be grape jelly.<br />
<br />
I despised grape jelly. <br />
<br />
I like strawberry or plum or peach or apricot even blueberry and raspberry or better still blackberry.<br />
<br />
but not grape.<br />
<br />
and then my dad died.<br />
<br />
now I buy a LOT of grape jam.<br />
<br />
it reminds me of him.<br />
and now peanut butter isn't quite the same without grape jam. <br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-40089666994726976442014-01-09T18:04:00.001-08:002014-01-09T18:04:14.278-08:00I have a FREE digital copy to give away!!!!<br />
I have an uber cool opportunity to give away a free digital copy of Chicks Without Bricks<br />
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<br />
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<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/yJasUtm_d5A" width="480"></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-12954110767703384582014-01-08T08:16:00.002-08:002014-01-08T09:43:33.691-08:00DevaluedDevalued: To lessen or cancel the value of<br />
<br />
The other day I received a text out of the blue from my daughter.<br />
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<blockquote class="tr_bq">
It read " You told Sara that you were never raped and that you told me that to scare me. Really!?" </blockquote>
<br />
I am STILL reeling.<br />
<br />
Rape is hard enough without being told you're a liar 25 years after it happened to you.... but to be told that by my very own daughter was more devestating than ever. She insisted that someone (her story changed and she said it wasn't Sara later in the messages) told her that. I suspect that "someone" doesn't know me very well...because that's part of my challenging past... part of my "story".<br />
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I am not afraid to tell people... the details I don't elaborate on often because it is so very personal. It was my 1st time. Not a choice. But I CHOOSE to be an overcomer rather than a victim. The ONLY reason I can get through it sometimes is because Christ gives me the strength to overcome it.<br />
<br />
The shattered pieces of my past are scars... and the last thing I needed was for those scars to be reopened... even when scars are healed sometimes there is scar tissue that once touched can be painful.<br />
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Being told I was a liar devalued what had happened to me. Back then I was 16 I never called the police. I WAS called a liar.. many times. I was 800 miles from home and I had been drinking underage.. and the guys that did it made sure to tell me no one would EVER believe me.<br />
<br />
and today there is no "evidence" of the experience.<br />
Unless you count the emotional scars or perhaps the nightmares that creep into my head from time to time. Or perhaps the times I still shy away from my husband as he sneaks up behind me being harmlessly cute and I jump away.<br />
Yes. It is in my past, and yes.<br />
I have survived it.<br />
and yes.<br />
I have chosen to be an overcomer.<br />
but YES. I have scars.<br />
<br />
and NO.<br />
I never lied about it.<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-84444587100697190892013-12-13T18:08:00.000-08:002013-12-13T18:08:12.788-08:00yay or nay<em> </em>I am toying of the idea of quieting this blog. <br />
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It was a part of who we are.. without it we would not be who we have become... <br />
<br />
and yet I wonder if it's a chapter that is closing.<br />
<br />
I do not imagine that our life travelling full- time fits into this...<br />
<br />
or perhaps it does and I just cannot see exactly how. <br />
<br />
our road adventures encompass pretty much every aspect of our life and for those adventures we began the <a href="http://www.narrowroadschoolers.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">NARROW ROAD SCHOOLERS</a> blog and <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Narrow-Road-Schoolers/100118553517054?ref=hl" target="_blank">Facebook page</a><br />
<br />
but this was our ranch life... our military life.. <br />
<br />
and things have changed a lot. <br />
<br />
Being on the road full time is changing us too. <br />
<br />
making our eyes see that there is SO MUCH MORE...<br />
<br />
So.. I guess the only question is are any of you out there not yet following our new journey? <br />
Or would you prefer I post here as well....<br />
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<br />
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-75174279680035697372013-11-20T10:50:00.001-08:002013-11-20T10:50:53.401-08:00quiet around here...I haven't quite managed how to figure out hosting 2 blogs at once, moving around full time, taking care of my family with sketchy wifi on not so regular basis works out. <br />
<br />
so this is a quick hello<br />
<br />
if you want to see what's going on in our world drop on over to <br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.narrowroadschoolers.blogspot.com/">www.narrowroadschoolers.blogspot.com</a><br />
or like our facebook page at <br />
Narrow Road Schoolers and say hello. <br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-52323342119523644512013-10-10T19:03:00.001-07:002013-10-10T19:03:26.712-07:00A JourneyI have been overweight for wayyy too long. <br />
this week I am going to start a journey.<br />
it's a journey to lose at least 1/3 of myself and really take back my life. <br />
<br />
It may not be easy.<br />
<br />
I am just praying it works. What I do know is that it has for other people. <br />
<br />
now it's my turn.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-23266117519678181632013-05-19T00:43:00.001-07:002013-05-19T00:43:28.878-07:00there are topics blogging that are easy to talk about.<br />
<br />
and then others.<br />
<br />
well....<br />
<br />
they are not.<br />
<br />
My husband is my cheering committee<br />
encourging me to write aout real life<br />
<br />
but... well.... sometimes real life is messy<br />
<br />
and of course, then there is the fact that a blog post could hurt a situation rather than build it up<br />
<br />
and this past week our world was shook to the core.<br />
<br />
and we knew it would be.... or we knew it could be.<br />
I mean you don't commit to going on the road as full time missionaries without knowing that will cause serious growing pains <br />
but . wow. has it caused growing pains.<br />
maybe more like labor pains.<br />
<br />
Our 18 yearold daughter was on the fence about joining us.<br />
I had hoped she would spend part of her summer on the road with us before stepping off for her own adventure.<br />
And at one point...<br />
you know the point before I had the prayer cards printed she said she would.<br />
so we made her things fit alongside the other 8 people in the 29 foot camper.<br />
<br />
but.<br />
<br />
she got cold feet.<br />
<br />
and in the mix of life being insanely crazy...<br />
she decided to move out.<br />
<br />
and so we are picking up the pieces from what could have been a good departure<br />
that turned into a preplanned move out without our knowledge.<br />
it has left us much like a deer on a dark highway trapped in the headlights of distaster<br />
and having to choose<br />
whether or not to jump into the headlights into certain disaster<br />
or turn away and head for the uncertainty of the dark woods.<br />
scared.<br />
shaken.<br />
but not defeated.<br />
<br />
trusting that God will watch over her.<br />
<br />
and that our journey will begin & cross with hers again. <br />
<br />
and holding fast to Scriptures many promises.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-10544300557276401392013-04-28T23:55:00.000-07:002013-04-28T23:55:00.912-07:00It's bigger than us...Once upon a time I drove to Oceanside.... certain God would lead us back there.<br />
and then on the drive back to this desert place I knew better.<br />
<br />
and it all seemed so very complicated.<br />
<br />
Go on the road full time as missionaries with your family.<br />
<br />
OK God... then what?<br />
<br />
then let me show you the plan.<br />
<br />
Oh wow. Have we ever been revealed a plan.<br />
<br />
And rather than put God in some kind of box<br />
& tell you this is what the plan is<br />
<br />
I will say this is how we feel led to serve at this point.<br />
<br />
We are planning to be on the road by July 1, 2013 in a pull behind camper with our children<br />
we plan to use music and christian films as a tool to share the gospel with people we meet in campsites.<br />
<br />
How?<br />
Well. As families come into a location we will be there all set up with a movie & an easy pot luck style dinner set up . do crafts (like Gospel bracelets) with the kids and maybe play a short kid friendly christian film (Auto B. good, Angel Wars, Veggie tales etc) ... get to know parents etc. Invite people back the following night for music or something or even show a christian feature film. As we get to know the areas people are from perhaps point them in a direction of a local church near them (hopefully one connected to <a href="http://harvestamerica.com/" target="_blank">Harvest America</a>).<br />
<br />
We still need a lot of money to pull the getting on the road part off.<br />
Also we need to rent or sell our home.<br />
We are also in need of a decent projector to hook up to our computer.<br />
<br />
And our next <a href="https://www.facebook.com/events/412345995529342/" target="_blank">BIG SALE </a>is this weekend.<br />
(you can even see a sample of what is for sale if you join the Facebook event at<a href="https://www.facebook.com/events/412345995529342/" target="_blank"> this link) </a><br />
<br />
We have a<a href="http://narrowroadschoolers.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"> blog </a>set up and a <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Narrow-Road-Schoolers/100118553517054" target="_blank">Facebook page</a><br />
and our prayer cards & business cards arrived this past week<br />
<br />
this is getting really real.<br />
<br />
but I really don't think this is even a fraction of what God could do through this ministry... but I tend to dream big. But why shouldn't I? I serve a GREAT BIG God! <br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-65494277909099284772013-04-15T23:37:00.000-07:002013-04-15T23:37:51.117-07:00Bittersweetthe preparations are being made for the horses to go.<br />
<br />
I am not sure I want to talk about it.<br />
<br />
It is such a bittersweet feeling.<br />
<br />
That was one of the biggest reasons to come back here ...<br />
to this desert place.<br />
<br />
This was never ever in my wildest dreams how I saw it.<br />
<br />
but it is how it is turning out.<br />
<br />
& it is strangely ok.<br />
<br />
I am sure I will cry real tears when the majestic equines depart.<br />
<br />
and I adore them.<br />
<br />
but it is a season of change ordained by God.<br />
<br />
a little bit scary....<br />
.... and a little bit exciting.<br />
<br />
a new chapter.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-36217795701632891572013-03-30T00:32:00.000-07:002013-03-30T00:32:44.998-07:00Our little secretWell it's out.<br />
<br />
the little secret that we have been contemplating.<br />
<br />
but I want to tell you how it began.<br />
<br />
about 5 years ago my husband asked me if I would consider taking a tour through the USA in a camper or RV.<br />
<br />
I<strike> politely </strike>told him NOT on his life.<br />
<br />
Be careful what you say you will never do.<br />
<br />
About a month ago we started talking about jobs & ministry & just being here.<br />
<br />
and as we looked at jobs we realized none were here in the desert.<br />
<br />
so we started talking about selling or renting and buying a camper and moving back to oceanside (aka my camelot) and having him find a job here in SoCal <br />
and then my husband called our pastor in Oceanside<br />
and we began to realize that with a Bachelors in religion close at hand Frank could actually consider stepping into a church as a children or youth pastor while he continued to get his masters.<br />
<br />
so we started looking at sites for pastors to apply.<br />
<br />
and noone was hiring in Oceanside.<br />
<br />
and I looked aat my husband and asked... " so am I putting God in a box? telling God the only place we can go is Oceanside" Insert knowing smile on my husbands face...<br />
<br />
at which point I asked " what if we sold everything and went on the road as missionaries?"<br />
<br />
Frank blinked & smiled.<br />
<br />
and said something like "If I hadn't brought you here to the desert you would have never seen this"<br />
<br />
so.<br />
<br />
as Frank finished his last 8 weeks of school that is precisely what we are doing.<br />
Selling practically everything & hitting the open road in a 29 foot pull behind camper.<br />
<br />
and this blog will be still my personal blog but if you are curious about our upcoming journey you will have to pop on over to our new <a href="http://narrowroadschoolers.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">ministry blog</a> & read about the adventure that is underway.<br />
<br />
or you can follow us on Facebook at Narrow Road Schoolers <br />
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<br /><!--3-->Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-24436574482351463282013-02-13T19:12:00.002-08:002013-02-13T19:12:26.487-08:00this desert place.....a very long time ago I started a blog. here.<br />
<br />
and recently I have not written here.<br />
not.<br />
at.<br />
all.<br />
<br />
It isn't that I have nothing to say.<br />
<br />
or that I am not reading God's word and gleaning from it...<br />
<br />
or listening &<a href="http://www.lifechurch.tv/watch" target="_blank"> reading</a> amazing<a href="http://www.newsongchurch.com/messages/2013-messages/how-god-grows-people/faith-trusts.html" target="_blank"> pastors</a> and absorbing some <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yk6ic90nLLY" target="_blank">amazing teaching.</a><br />
<br />
BUT.<br />
<br />
I find myself a year later writing bitter diatribes in my head about the desert<br />
& I am certain that is NOT what I should be posting.<br />
<br />
or how very challenging life is right now... emotionally, financially, with babies, raising teens, homeschooling,ranch life...the list goes on.<br />
<br />
or how I am struggling with fellowship here in this desert place.<br />
<br />
I want to say what I am learning as I grow...<br />
<br />
but honesctly it is a day to day struggle to put one foot in front of the other<br />
<br />
life is almost mundane.<br />
rythmic.<br />
<br />
days blend together.<br />
<br />
here. in this desert place.<br />
<br />
I want to be back in the front lines in ministry serving alongside some fantastic Holy Spirit led people at <a href="http://www.newsongchurch.com/" target="_blank">NewSong</a> in Oceanside... but God obviously has other plans for me right now.<br />
<br />
plans that I need to find contentment in.<br />
<br />
but I feel so far removed from what the Bible tells me I should be doing...<br />
the living active thriving part of a church. <br />
I feel like I don't do enough here...<br />
in this desert place.<br />
<br />
and yet I stand on the promise that God has plans for me.<br />
and a future.<br />
<br />
I want God to say to me<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Jeremiah+1&version=NIV" target="_blank"> what He told Jeremiah.</a><br />
<br />
but maybe that is asking too much.<br />
<br />
Maybe my plate is too full.<br />
<br />
Maybe that is what God is trying to teach me.<br />
<br />
But God's WORD says we are supposed to be a light.<br />
<a href="http://www.dare2share.org/videos/the-gospel-truth/" target="_blank">share the Gospel</a>. <br />
<br />
But if I am not DOING those things and just training my children..<br />
perhaps I truly am just going through the motions.<br />
<br />
& God knows my heart.<br />
I want more than that.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-48380357241307859192012-12-27T21:12:00.001-08:002012-12-27T21:59:19.883-08:00The Elephant In The Room<div style="text-align: center;">
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I think I have mentioned I am struggling. </div>
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I am struggling with a proverbial metaphor </div>
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no one talks about it. </div>
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and yet it is still there. </div>
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actually it's a whole herd of elephants.</div>
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everyone can see them</div>
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yet we simply ignore them</div>
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problem is ....</div>
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they are still there. </div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">BIG</span> </div>
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and </div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>OBVIOUS</i></span></div>
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and yet we simply pretend not to see them. </div>
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and because noone says anything we don't either.</div>
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and honestly .. it's cramping my style.</div>
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I am a blood bought born again sold out zealous Jesus Freek.</div>
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and the silence is killing me.</div>
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and if I talk about how we don't outreach and share the Gospel and people die & go to hell </div>
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or</div>
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the fact that people have issues... they have sex and cut and struggle with pornography</div>
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or </div>
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that there are marriages in REAL trouble</div>
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or </div>
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the very real issues of kids in abusive homes</div>
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or</div>
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talking about the dangers of witchcraft to include gaming addictions</div>
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or....</div>
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well ... </div>
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and we sit in the comfort of our homes or even the comfort of our Sunday morning safe church sessions and we have idle chit chat and don't really and truly ever address the real things that require repentance and we simply pretend they are not within the walls of our community...</div>
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our neighborhoods...</div>
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our churches... </div>
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our homes...</div>
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our families...</div>
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and we dance between the pachyderms in our lives.</div>
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Oh Lord, FORGIVE US. </div>
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And show someone like me how to handle teaching and sharing the love of Jesus</div>
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with kindness that brings true repentance. </div>
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or lead me where I can do THAT kind of ministry.</div>
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because ... I can't stand the silence in a room of elephants anymore<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-5454801118990496722012-12-06T01:21:00.001-08:002012-12-06T01:21:52.474-08:00Silent in the shadows <div><p>I am in a fog. <br>
An achy heart wrenching fog. <br>
& while there are many thoughts I <i>could</i><i> </i>share...<br>
I don't have any idea where...<br>
Or how..<br>
To even begin.</p>
<p>So I am absent.</p>
</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-3578415459777614082012-11-04T16:01:00.001-08:002012-11-04T16:01:15.955-08:00Lessons in the great flood.<div><p>So I taught children's church this morning and as I did I really had to think about Noah.</p>
<p>To be counted the ONLY righteous man. </p>
<p>To watch everyone reject God.</p>
<p>To obediently build an ark in the middle of the desert. </p>
<p>His faithfulness & character was what protected him... and yet we often don't talk about what he went through.</p>
<p>Like what it must have been like to watch everyone die fr the rising waters and be completely helpless to help them. </p>
<p>Or to build a boat from the ground up without so much as a drawing ... or email... or you tube video.</p>
<p>Or just the idea of impending rain ... in the middle of the desert... and obediently <br>
building a boat... because God said so.</p>
<p>And it's really made me think.</p>
<p>Would God find me faithful enough.<br>
Righteous enough.<br>
Honest enough.<br>
Obedient enough.</p>
</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-91187033473561029172012-11-04T00:13:00.001-07:002012-11-04T00:13:38.111-07:00Breakfast: Photo a day..day 3<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We were off bright & early to the Palm Springs Air Museum for the First Lego League's Robot competition.. so there was no time for breakfast ( for me anyway) so my breakfast was this bottle off soda. </div>
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yep.</div>
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real healthy. </div>
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I know</div>
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-52460598476782774992012-11-02T23:09:00.002-07:002012-11-02T23:09:38.344-07:00Day 2 Photo challenge: color<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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in the desert</div>
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in the mountains</div>
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at the harbor</div>
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(my favorite)</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-39049053629120103522012-11-01T19:26:00.001-07:002012-11-01T19:26:31.552-07:00Carpet<div><p>November photo a day.<br>
Today's assignment.<br>
Something that begins with 'c'</p>
<br/><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjE_26CEAGliNAJGZJxeQZVVVWsyjatI5dUVQ63Kd8MaQwBZnCuluK6NFB-Ypy3JVkQE3EH82LaREU5nB0VmCP7RN3FquX7c9PNn9icQXBKewzIthIXIf20dEuOUBGdxIka4KWsLZFDaE/' /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-31691303997961530922012-10-29T23:04:00.001-07:002012-10-29T23:06:10.271-07:00Halloween HeresyLike many of you I grew up celebrating Halloween.<br />
<br />
An innocent fun tradition... right? Harmless fun?<br />
<br />
I slowly but surely dabbled deeper & deeper into the occult and by the time I was 10 I was communicating with "spirits " via an aged ouija board. By the time I was 12 I was reading cards and astrological signs.... watching scary movies and not sleeping for weeks... at one point just going into the bathroom to wash my hands was terrifying as I could envision freddie kruger grabbing my hands with those hands of his. By the time I was 16 I was waist deep in wicca... doing everything I could to learn the art.<br />
<br />
and at 25.<br />
As a practicing wiccan.<br />
I led a youth group.<br />
<br />
completely void of the true salvation that is ONLY found in Jesus Christ.<br />
<br />
And that December in Kentucky... as God showed Himself to me & I repented of my sin... little did I know the journey He alone would take me on... one wrought with the struggle of submission, of not only repentance but also of deep conviction.<br />
<br />
Now .... you might be out there groaning and thinking... is she for real? My harmless halloween fun in no way even resembles this...<br />
<br />
But if you do choose to practice this holiday.... because it's "all just for fun",<br />
<br />
let me just ask you a few questions....<br />
Does your all in good fun dull your childs senses to good & evil?<br />
Don't answer this one too fast as your answer may even build the foundation they put into their faith one day.<br />
<br />
If you suggest people don't know any better ... you or your children may not be able to even see the lost people around them.<br />
<br />
<br />
Now I am NOT the Christian that locks her door and shuts out the light and pretend that the day does not happen.<br />
<br />
It happens.<br />
<br />
And honestly there are real ramification that as 5 dressing up I did not understand... or at 10 I did not even remotely comprehend... and as I dove deeper and deeper with each passing year... it never occurred to me how very lost I was.<br />
<br />
May I suggest to you if you are a believer in Christ..... to light up your house from the inside out... buy the biggest candy bars you can afford.... make invitations to your church and hand them out & SHARE the Gospel to any that will hear it. They are coming to YOUR DOOR! They will text their friends and tell EVERYONE you have the biggest candy bars in town. BLOW your candy budget & buy full size bars if you can.<br />
<br />
If even just ONE person visits your church & accepts Jesus as their Lord... all Heaven will rejoice!<br />
<br />
Here are a handful of facts about the origins of Halloween<br />
<br />
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<b><i>by J. Kerby Anderson</i></b></center>
<hr align="LEFT" />
Many in our secular society believe Halloween is nothing more
than a harmless festival that allows kids to collect candy. But
is it? Its origins lie deeply rooted in the occult, and Christians
should stay away</blockquote>
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Here are ten reasons why</blockquote>
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<blockquote class="tr_bq">
1. October 31st has long been known as "The Festival
of the Dead." The Celtic tribes and their priests the Druids
celebrated this day as a marker for the change from life to death.</blockquote>
<br />
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2. Halloween today is performed usually by adherents of witchcraft
who use the night for their rituals. Witches celebrate Halloween
as the "Feast of Samhain," the first feast of the witchcraft
year. Being a festival of the dead, Halloween is a time when
witches attempt to communicate with the dead through various
forms of divination.</blockquote>
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<blockquote class="tr_bq">
3. Christians should not be involved with occultic practice
or divination. Note God's command against divination in Deuteronomy
18.</blockquote>
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<blockquote class="tr_bq">
4. Occultists believe Halloween is a time of transition between
life and death. Some occult practitioners practiced divination
and believed you could learn the secrets of life and wisdom by
Iying on a grave and listening to the messages from the long-departed.</blockquote>
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5. Occultists also taught that spirits and ghosts left the
grave during this night and would seek out warmth in their previous
homes. Villagers, fearful of the possibility of being visited
by the ghosts of past occupants, would dress up in costumes to
scare the spirits on their way. They would also leave food and
other treats at their door to appease the spirits so they would
not destroy their homes or crops but instead move on down the
road. That is the real reason why kids dress up in costumes today
and go door-to-door seeking treats.</blockquote>
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6. Occultists also would try to scare away the spirits by
carving a scary face into a pumpkin. This horrible visage would
hopefully move the spirit on to another home or village and spare
that home from destruction. Sometimes the villagers would light
a candle and place it within the pumpkin and use it as a lantern
(hence the name, Jack-o-Lantern). This is the origin of carving
pumpkins at Halloween.</blockquote>
<br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq">
7. In some witchcraft covens, the closing ritual includes
eating an apple or engaging in fertility rites. In the Bible
(Genesis 3), eating a piece of fruit brought sin and death into
the world. In witchcraft, eating an apple is symbolic of bringing
life. The practice of bobbing for apples brings together two
pagan traditions: divination and the fertility ritual.</blockquote>
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<blockquote class="tr_bq">
8. Schools are removing any religious significance from Christmas
(often called winter break) and Easter (spring break). Isn't
it ironic that most public schools still celebrate Halloween
even though it has occultic origins?</blockquote>
<br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq">
9. Participating in Halloween gives sanction to a holiday
that promotes witches, divination, haunted houses, and other
occultic practices.</blockquote>
<br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq">
10. Christians should avoid Halloween and develop creative
alternatives. Churches can hold a Fall Fun Festival and/or celebrate
Reformation Day (also October 31). They should not endorse or
promote Halloween.<br />
Copyright © 2001 Probe Ministries<br />
<hr align="LEFT" />
<h4>
About the Author</h4>
<b>Kerby Anderson</b>
is the president of Probe Ministries International. He received
his B.S. from Oregon State University, M.F.S. from Yale University,
and M.A. from Georgetown University. He is the author of several
books, including <i>Genetic Engineering, Origin Science, Living
Ethically in the 90s, Signs of Warning, Signs of Hope,</i> and
<i>Moral Dilemmas</i>. He also served as general editor for <i>Marriage,
Family and Sexuality</i>.<br />
He is a nationally syndicated columnist whose
editorials have appeared in the <i>Dallas Morning News,</i> the
<i>Miami Herald,</i> the <i>San Jose Mercury,</i> and the <i>Houston
Post.</i><br />
He is the host of "Probe," and frequently
serves as guest host on "Point of View" (USA Radio
Network). He can be reached via e-mail at <a href="mailto:kerby@probe.org">kerby@probe.org</a>.<br />
<h4>
What is Probe?</h4>
Probe Ministries is a non-profit corporation
whose mission is to reclaim the primacy of Christian thought
and values in Western culture through media, education, and literature.
In seeking to accomplish this mission, Probe provides perspective
on the integration of the academic disciplines and historic Christianity.<br />
In addition, Probe acts as a clearing house, communicating
the results of its research to the church and society at large.<br />
Further information about Probe's materials and ministry may
be obtained by writing to:<br />
<br />
<center>
Probe Ministries<br />
1900 Firman Drive, Suite 100<br />
Richardson, TX 75081<br />
(972) 480-0240 FAX(972) 644-9664<br />
<a href="mailto:info@probe.org">info@probe.org</a><br />
www.probe.org</center>
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This data file/document is the sole property of Probe Ministries.
It may not be altered or edited in any way. It may be reproduced
only in its entirety for circulation as "freeware,"
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<br />
Finally there are MANY scriptures that spoke to my heart regarding this... these are just a few.<br />
<br />
<i><b>Deuteronomy 11:16 <span class="text Deut-11-16" id="en-NKJV-5225">Take heed to yourselves, lest your heart be deceived, and you turn aside and serve other gods and worship them</span></b></i><br />
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<i><b>1 Peter 3:12 <span class="text 1Pet-3-12" id="en-NKJV-30437"><span class="oblique">For the eyes of the L</span><span class="small-caps" style="font-variant: small-caps;">ord</span><span class="oblique"> are on the righteous,</span></span><br /><span class="text 1Pet-3-12"><span class="oblique">And His ears</span> are open <span class="oblique">to their prayers;</span></span><br /><span class="text 1Pet-3-12"><span class="oblique">But the face of the L</span><span class="small-caps" style="font-variant: small-caps;">ord</span><span class="oblique"> is against those who do evil.</span></span></b></i><br />
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<i>2 Corinthians 6:14-17</i></h3>
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<i><b><span class="text 2Cor-6-14" id="en-NKJV-28913"><sup class="versenum">14 </sup>Do
not be unequally yoked together with unbelievers. For what fellowship
has righteousness with lawlessness? And what communion has light with
darkness? </span> <span class="text 2Cor-6-15" id="en-NKJV-28914"><sup class="versenum">15 </sup>And what accord has Christ with Belial? Or what part has a believer with an unbeliever? </span> <span class="text 2Cor-6-16" id="en-NKJV-28915"><sup class="versenum">16 </sup>And what agreement has the temple of God with idols? For you<sup class="footnote" value="[<a href="#fen-NKJV-28915a" title="See footnote a">a</a>]">[<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2%20corinthians%206:14-17&version=NKJV#fen-NKJV-28915a" title="See footnote a">a</a>]</sup> are the temple of the living God. As God has said:</span></b></i><br />
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<i><b><span class="text 2Cor-6-16"><span class="oblique">“I will dwell in them</span></span><br /><span class="text 2Cor-6-16"><span class="oblique">And walk among them.</span></span><br /><span class="text 2Cor-6-16"><span class="oblique">I will be their God,</span></span><br /><span class="text 2Cor-6-16"><span class="oblique">And they shall be My people.”</span><sup class="footnote" value="[<a href="#fen-NKJV-28915b" title="See footnote b">b</a>]">[<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2%20corinthians%206:14-17&version=NKJV#fen-NKJV-28915b" title="See footnote b">b</a>]</sup></span></b></i></div>
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<i><b><span class="text 2Cor-6-17" id="en-NKJV-28916"><sup class="versenum">17 </sup>Therefore</span></b></i></div>
<i><b><span class="text 2Cor-6-17"><span class="oblique">“Come out from among them</span></span><br /><span class="text 2Cor-6-17"><span class="oblique">And be separate, says the Lord.</span></span><br /><span class="text 2Cor-6-17"><span class="oblique">Do not touch what is unclean,</span></span><br /><span class="text 2Cor-6-17"><span class="oblique">And I will receive you.”</span></span></b></i><br />
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<i>John 3:19-21</i><b><i>(NKJV)</i></b></h3>
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<b><i><span class="text John-3-19" id="en-NKJV-26140"><sup class="versenum">19 </sup><span class="woj">And
this is the condemnation, that the light has come into the world, and
men loved darkness rather than light, because their deeds were evil.</span> </span> <span class="text John-3-20" id="en-NKJV-26141"><sup class="versenum">20 </sup><span class="woj">For everyone practicing evil hates the light and does not come to the light, lest his deeds should be exposed.</span> </span> <span class="text John-3-21" id="en-NKJV-26142"><sup class="versenum">21 </sup><span class="woj">But he who does the truth comes to the light, that his deeds may be clearly seen, that they have been done in God.”</span></span></i></b><br />
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<span class="text John-3-21" id="en-NKJV-26142"><span class="woj">Lastly.</span></span><br />
<b><i><span class="text John-3-21" id="en-NKJV-26142"><span class="woj"> </span></span></i></b><i><span class="text John-3-21" id="en-NKJV-26142"><span class="woj"></span></span></i><span class="text John-3-21" id="en-NKJV-26142"><span class="woj">Understand that a person or a families desire to NOT follow this holiday is a conviction by the Lord. Not everyone will share this conviction. There are still many believers even that will follow and choose to participate in this holiday... and people that do not follow God will not, in any capacity understand the choice not to participate.... in fact they may be mortified that You and your family don't. That is ok! But also realize you need to show the love of Christ and find ways to share the knowledge that you have and share the GOOD NEWS of Christ with everyone you meet... irregardless of the cost. You may be mocked. or told you are robbing your children of childhood fun. </span></span><br />
<span class="text John-3-21" id="en-NKJV-26142"><span class="woj"><br /></span></span>
<span class="text John-3-21" id="en-NKJV-26142"><span class="woj">But remember this Scripture.....</span></span><br />
<span class="text John-3-21" id="en-NKJV-26142"><span class="woj"></span></span><b><i><span class="text John-3-21" id="en-NKJV-26142"><span class="woj"><br /></span></span></i></b>
<span class="text John-3-21" id="en-NKJV-26142"></span><b><i><span class="text John-3-21" id="en-NKJV-26142"><span class="woj"><span class="text Rom-12-9"></span></span></span></i><i>Romans 12:9</i><i></i></b><br />
<b><i><span class="text John-3-21" id="en-NKJV-26142"><span class="woj"><span class="text Rom-12-9"><sup class="versenum">9 </sup><i>Let</i> love <i>be</i> without hypocrisy. Abhor what is evil. Cling to what is good.</span> </span></span></i></b></div>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-43218848220226195132012-10-18T23:07:00.001-07:002012-10-18T23:08:28.096-07:00Ungrateful<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It is so often what holds us back.<br />
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stops us dead in our tracks.<br />
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or even grips us so tightly around the throat that we cannot even take a single breath.<br />
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sometimes.<br />
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we see it as an obstacle.<br />
<br />
other times it is a mountain to climb.<br />
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or worse has no end in sight.<br />
<br />
But why?<br />
<br />
Why is it that fear...<br />
of the unknown or known variety can seize us up?<br />
<br />
honestly. isn't it easy peasy?<br />
<br />
I.have. no. idea. <br />
<br />
As a Christian... I read my Bible. I even KNOW that I walk through no circumstance alone. ever.<br />
Jesus holds me..<br />
carries me even<br />
when times are too heavy to bear. s<br />
I even know there are 365 reference to 'DO NOT FEAR' in the Bible.<br />
and yet.<br />
somehow.<br />
that doesn't stop us.<br />
<br />
and it comes in all shapes and sizes...<br />
but not one of the feelings of fears is any less important than another.<br />
<br />
<i><b>Isaiah 41:10</b></i><br />
<i><b>Fear you not; for I am with you: be not dismayed; for I am your God: I
will strengthen you; yes, I will help you; yes, I will uphold you with
the right hand of my righteousness.</b></i><br />
<br />
and while I know the TRUTH in that scripture....<br />
I tend to say... "yes Lord, but...."<i><b></b></i><br />
<i><b><br /></b></i>
There are a dozen little things in my life...<br />
money's tight. school with the kids isn't always easy peasy. someone doesn't like me. I feel like I often don't have a direct purpose in ministry. Frank in college at home all the time is hard. blah...blah blah....<br />
<br />
right?<br />
<br />
I mean. honestly we have it easy.<br />
<br />
we are healthy. have some income ( even if it is tight), have a house. hot and cold running water. food in the cupboards... a car to drive...<br />
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so why do I become so fearful.. uptight and ungrateful?<br />
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The other day as we prayed before dinner.... and then as the kids began to complain about the dinner... I said ..." wow! really? you Thank God for the food one minute and almost in the very next breath complain about what He has provided!"<br />
<br />
Simple.<br />
<br />
Yet it strikes me.<br />
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That all too often I do the very same thing.<br />
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God gives us an opportunity... we are gripped with fear so we do not act.<br />
<br />
God provides the house.... and we always want more.<br />
<br />
God makes the gas in the car go as far as it needed to and yet we always want to travel somewhere other than here.<br />
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How very ungrateful fear makes me.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5710122626969823437.post-29057465719483969982012-10-14T14:21:00.001-07:002012-10-14T14:21:27.938-07:00Silence in the shadows<div><p>Is having things too thought provoking to post or maybe even ...what you would consider if you are an unbeliever... or maybe even a believer ... in Christ.</p>
<p>And saying nothing.</p>
<p>Instead if ruffling someone.</p>
<p>Out here.</p>
</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0