<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627</id><updated>2011-11-05T20:56:08.250-07:00</updated><category term='swear'/><category term='frog'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='Awake'/><category term='Elizabeth'/><category term='garden'/><category term='unusual'/><category term='fellowship'/><category term='Spiritual'/><category term='ephod'/><category term='Christian'/><category term='relax'/><category term='religious'/><category term='angels'/><category term='bride'/><category term='blessings'/><category term='Sex'/><category term='Thorns'/><category term='drink'/><category term='Bible'/><category term='Forgive'/><category term='chick'/><category term='wilderness'/><category term='Condemnation'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='faithful'/><category term='armor'/><category term='diamonds'/><category term='suffering'/><category term='Soul'/><category term='Purify'/><category term='Inheritance'/><category term='Chriistian'/><category term='Tsunami'/><category term='judged'/><category term='healing'/><category term='satisfied'/><category term='drama'/><category term='wrong'/><category term='nugget'/><category term='conceive'/><category term='walk'/><category term='dry'/><category term='vision'/><category term='Peter'/><category term='Spirit'/><category term='loops'/><category term='flesh'/><category term='God'/><category term='stream'/><category term='Carnal'/><category term='body'/><category term='plants'/><category term='steal'/><category term='joy'/><category term='rocks'/><category term='lie'/><category term='Prayer'/><category term='Scripture'/><category term='Fret'/><category term='rest'/><category term='Israelites'/><category term='Strange'/><category term='Road'/><category term='knitting'/><category term='Christ'/><category term='Children'/><category term='church'/><category term='complaining'/><category term='dominion'/><category term='Success'/><category term='Prophets'/><category term='Pray'/><category term='abused'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='plague'/><category term='prune'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Kingdom of God'/><category term='love'/><category term='Word of God'/><category term='Nicolaitans'/><category term='Prophetic'/><category term='Soulish'/><title type='text'>On Christianity</title><subtitle type='html'>These blogs are various thoughts about the Christian walk.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-5640803036895284308</id><published>2009-06-30T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T09:12:53.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bride of Christ On Fire!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/Sko5R_n-weI/AAAAAAAADxk/lBAAx9L5KjE/s1600-h/Bride+on+fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/Sko5R_n-weI/AAAAAAAADxk/lBAAx9L5KjE/s400/Bride+on+fire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353154088382939618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture needs no words.... Come, Lord Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-5640803036895284308?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/5640803036895284308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=5640803036895284308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/5640803036895284308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/5640803036895284308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2009/06/bride-of-christ-on-fire.html' title='The Bride of Christ On Fire!'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/Sko5R_n-weI/AAAAAAAADxk/lBAAx9L5KjE/s72-c/Bride+on+fire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-2445305722268738876</id><published>2009-04-08T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T20:15:17.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armor'/><title type='text'>Armor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/SdzmRSH2WNI/AAAAAAAADis/VjgzrfUTKEM/s1600-h/Picture+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 75px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/SdzmRSH2WNI/AAAAAAAADis/VjgzrfUTKEM/s320/Picture+200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322382044242008274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you have on your armor? Each piece of the armor is Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, The belt of truth: Jesus is the way, the TRUTH and the life.&lt;br /&gt;2. Breastplate of righteousness: We are the righteousness of God in Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;3. Shoes of the Gospel of Peace: Jesus is our PEACE and the Gospel it the GOOD NEWS of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sword of the Spirit isThe Word of God: Jesus is the WORD who became flesh.&lt;br /&gt;5. Shield of Faith: We are saved through FAITH in Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This armor protects us from the enemy during the day. Put it on faithfully and then walk in truth, righteousness, peace, and faith having the Word of God in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put on the Lord Jesus Christ every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-2445305722268738876?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/2445305722268738876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=2445305722268738876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/2445305722268738876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/2445305722268738876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2009/04/armor.html' title='Armor'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/SdzmRSH2WNI/AAAAAAAADis/VjgzrfUTKEM/s72-c/Picture+200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-4451592587680710867</id><published>2009-04-04T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:47:07.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrorist groups operating in churches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/SdfjW9ZFN-I/AAAAAAAADik/An8D7ow80ks/s1600-h/Jesus.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/SdfjW9ZFN-I/AAAAAAAADik/An8D7ow80ks/s320/Jesus.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320971468337919970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Terrorist groups operating in churches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest  news reports are that five &lt;span&gt;terrorist  cell groups&lt;/span&gt; have been operating in many of His churches.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;They have been identified as: Bin Sleepin, Bin Arguin,  Bin Fightin, Bin Complainin, and Bin Missin. Their leader, Osama Bin &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Lucifer&lt;/span&gt;,  trained these groups to destroy the &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);"&gt;Body of Christ&lt;/span&gt;.  The plan is to come into the church disguised as Christians and to work within  the church to discourage, disrupt, and destroy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there have  also been reports of a sixth group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A tiny cell known by the name Bin Prayin is actually  the only effective &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);"&gt;counter terrorism&lt;/span&gt;  force in the church. This group appears to be very weak. Unlike other terrorist  cells, the Bin Prayin team does not blend in with whoever and whatever&lt;br /&gt;comes  along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bin Prayin does whatever is needed to uplift and encourage  the Body of Christ. We have noticed that the Bin Prayin cell group has different  characteristics than the others. They have Bin Watchin, Bin Waitin, Bin Fastin,  and Bin Longin for their Master, Jesus Christ to return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which cell  group do you belong to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-4451592587680710867?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/4451592587680710867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=4451592587680710867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/4451592587680710867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/4451592587680710867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2009/04/terrorist-groups-operating-in-churches.html' title='Terrorist groups operating in churches'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/SdfjW9ZFN-I/AAAAAAAADik/An8D7ow80ks/s72-c/Jesus.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-8429690654126385993</id><published>2009-01-01T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:42:10.183-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/SV2bBVqocdI/AAAAAAAAC7A/uSv37TzgGvo/s1600-h/mouse+with+bottle.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 175px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/SV2bBVqocdI/AAAAAAAAC7A/uSv37TzgGvo/s320/mouse+with+bottle.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286551984900960722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;After serious &amp;amp;  cautious consideration . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your contract of  friendship has been renewed for the New Year 2009! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It was a very hard  decision to make. So try not to screw it up!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Wish for You in 2009  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;May peace break into  your house and may thieves come to steal your debts. May the pockets of your  jeans become a magnet of $100 bills. May love stick to your face like Vaseline  and may laughter assault your lips! May your clothes smell of success like  smoking tires and may happiness slap you across the face and may your tears be  that of joy. May the problems you had forget your home address! In simple words  . . . May 2009 be the best year of your  life!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-8429690654126385993?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/8429690654126385993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=8429690654126385993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/8429690654126385993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/8429690654126385993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2009/01/after-serious-cautious-consideration.html' title=''/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/SV2bBVqocdI/AAAAAAAAC7A/uSv37TzgGvo/s72-c/mouse+with+bottle.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-5347322264474069990</id><published>2009-01-01T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T14:06:41.930-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Knitting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.knittingdaily.com/" mce_href="http://www.knittingdaily.com"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ;" mce_style="border: none;" src="http://www.knittingdaily.com/media/ui/about/iakd.gif" mce_src="http://www.knittingdaily.com/media/ui/about/iakd.gif" alt="I am Knitting Daily" title="I am Knitting Daily" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did you know that God says that we are knit together in our mother's womb. He also says that we are knitted together in the Body of Christ. Hmmm. Then it must have been God who invented knitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knit everyday. I see what God is talking about when he says that we are knitted together. You take one strand of yarn and you loop it around needles, then you continue with that one strand to pull more loops. We are all supposed to be looped together in one strand with no division. We are ONE in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in knitting. Click on the Knitting Daily box above and you will be able to receive from this author and knitting expert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings my loopy friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-5347322264474069990?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/5347322264474069990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=5347322264474069990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/5347322264474069990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/5347322264474069990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2009/01/knitting.html' title='Knitting'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-430856923919188484</id><published>2008-12-26T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T08:55:17.488-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><title type='text'>The "W" in Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/SVUMOfcPA8I/AAAAAAAACi4/ZpQC-oQXijo/s1600-h/NativityScene.gif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 131px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/SVUMOfcPA8I/AAAAAAAACi4/ZpQC-oQXijo/s200/NativityScene.gif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284143180886770626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:180%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';font-size:18;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:130%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';color:red;"  &gt;Each        December, I vowed to make Christmas a calm and peaceful experience.        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';color:black;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:130%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';color:red;"  &gt;I had        cut back on nonessential obligations -- extensive card writing, endless        baking, decorating, and even overspending. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';color:black;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:130%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';color:red;"  &gt;Yet        still, I found myself exhausted, unable to appreciate the precious family        moments, and of course, the true meaning of Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:130%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';color:red;"  &gt;My son,        Nicholas, was in kindergarten that year. It was an exciting season for        a six-year-old. For weeks he had been memorizing songs for his school's Winter Pageant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:130%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';color:red;"  &gt;I        didn't have the heart to tell him I'd be working the night of the        production. Unwilling to miss his shining moment, I spoke with his        teacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';color:black;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:130%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';color:red;"  &gt;She        assured me there would be a dress rehearsal the morning of the presentation.        All parents unable to attend that evening were welcome to come then.        Fortunately, Nicholas seemed happy with the compromise.        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;              &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:130%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';color:red;"  &gt;So, the        morning of the dress rehearsal, I filed in ten minutes early, found a spot        on the cafeteria floor and sat down. Around the room, I saw several other        parents quietly scampering to their seats. As I waited, the students were        led into the room. Each class, accompanied by their teacher, sat        cross-legged on the floor. Then, each group, one by one, rose to perform        their song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;              &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:130%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';color:red;"  &gt;Because        the public school system had long stopped referring to the holiday as        Christmas," I did not expect anything other than fun, commercial        entertainment - songs of reindeer, &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Santa        Claus&lt;/span&gt;, snowflakes and good cheer. So, when my son's class rose to        sing, "Christmas Love," I was slightly taken aback by its bold title.        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;              &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:130%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';color:red;"  &gt;Nicholas        was aglow, as were all of his classmates, adorned in fuzzy mittens, red sweaters, and bright snow caps on their heads. Those in the front        row center stage held up large letters, one by one, to spell out the        title of the song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:130%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';color:red;"  &gt;As        the class would sing "C is for Christmas," a child would hold up the        letter C. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';color:black;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:130%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';color:red;"  &gt;Then,        "H is for Happy," and on and on, until each child holding up his portion        had presented the complete message Christmas Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:130%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';color:red;"  &gt;The        performance was going smoothly, until suddenly we noticed her; A        small, quiet, girl in the front row holding the letter M upside down. She was completely unaware her letter M appeared as a W.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 17, 85);font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 17, 85);font-family:Georgia;" &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;              &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:130%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';color:red;"  &gt;The        audience of 1st through 6th graders snickered at this little one's        mistake, but she had no idea they were laughing at her. So she stood        tall, proudly holding her W. Although many teachers tried to shush the        children, the laughter continued until the last letter was raised, and we        all saw it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hush came over the audience and eyes began        to widen. In that instant, we understood the reason we were there, and why we        celebrated this holiday in the first place. We knew why, even in the chaos, there        was a purpose for our festivities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;              &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:130%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';color:red;"  &gt;When the last child held his letter high, the message read loud and clear:        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                     &lt;span style=";font-family:Chasm Extended;font-size:180%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Chasm Extended';font-size:18;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"        &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C H R I S T  W A S  L O V E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;" (You cannot get much better than that!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-430856923919188484?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/430856923919188484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=430856923919188484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/430856923919188484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/430856923919188484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2008/12/w-in-christmas.html' title='The &quot;W&quot; in Christmas'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/SVUMOfcPA8I/AAAAAAAACi4/ZpQC-oQXijo/s72-c/NativityScene.gif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-7251727544916662012</id><published>2008-11-30T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T18:55:41.727-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Protective Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have read this before, but I received it in an email today. I tho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ught it was worth thinking about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; again. How important God's love is to us and ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/STNRrPho_jI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/AdK3dS33pdk/s1600-h/hen+and+chicks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/STNRrPho_jI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/AdK3dS33pdk/s320/hen+and+chicks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274649391924837938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;w important a parent's love is! Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;God's    Wings -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little something to put things in perspective...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After    a forest fire in Yellowstone National Park, forest rangers began their trek up    a mountain to assess the inferno's damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One ranger found a bird    literally petrified in ashes, perched statuesquely on the ground at the base    of a tree. Somewhat sickened by the eerie sight, he knocked over the bird with    a stick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style=";font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:13;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When    he gently struck it, three tiny chicks scurried from under their dead mother's    wings. The loving mother, keenly aware of impending disaster, had carried her    offspring to the base of the tree and had gathered them under her wings,    instinctively knowing that the toxic smoke would rise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She could have    flown to safety but had refused to abandon her babies. Then the blaze had    arrived and the heat had scorched her small body, the mother had remained    steadfast ...because she had been willing to die, so those under the cover of    her wings would live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'He will cover you with His feathers, and under    His wings you will find refuge.' (Psalm 91:4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-7251727544916662012?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/7251727544916662012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=7251727544916662012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/7251727544916662012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/7251727544916662012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2008/11/protective-love.html' title='Protective Love'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/STNRrPho_jI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/AdK3dS33pdk/s72-c/hen+and+chicks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-1117637999132515291</id><published>2008-06-13T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T11:53:57.609-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Word of God'/><title type='text'>From  a Book by Joel Osteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Satanic forces and the presence of demons encompassed me. Fear came on me. It was such hellish fear that I had never imagined could exist. Fear would grip me regarding every area. The devil told me I had a brain tumor. The devil told me I had a fatal illness. Then the devil told me I was dying of an unknown, incurable disease. Sleep went from me. Insomnia is a terrible thing. When morning would come, I would wish for night. When night would come, I would long for morning. My heart would pound as if it would come out of my chest. I was not a baby Christian; I was a minister that needed to use the Word of God. While all of this oppression was on me, I was trying to minister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We are to demonstrate that Satan is defeated. God has given us His Word. We are to remain in the arena of battle with His Word until we make up our minds to use it and deliver ourselves by the power of the Holy Spirit. When you act on fear, fears takes possession of you! Fear is the devil's tool. Never act on fear. Fear is a vapor, a lie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I would cry out "Lord, why haven't you heard me or rescued me?" God wanted me to become a oreacher of faith. He wanted me to take the Word of God and help the children of God rise up against the pressures of the devil and demonic forces. He wanted me to be able to unfold the truths that I am now sharing. He wanted me to be a helper to the Body of Christ. The only way I could do this was to come out of it by the Word of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;If God had run to my rescue and lifted me up like a baby, I would still be a baby. There comes a time when God says, "You are grown up. I have more confidence in you than you have in yourself. I am going to prove you in the field of battle with the Word of God." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;This is the reason why some of you have felt that your prayers have not been answered. This is why some of you are still suffering. This is why some of &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;you are wondering why God has not heard you. He is letting you know who you REALLY are as a new creature in Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-1117637999132515291?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/1117637999132515291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=1117637999132515291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/1117637999132515291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/1117637999132515291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2008/06/from-joel-osteen.html' title='From  a Book by Joel Osteen'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-8529239936699271119</id><published>2008-06-10T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T11:00:56.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><title type='text'>Joy vs. Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/SE7BIEUNQVI/AAAAAAAAARg/yvu7JFc0OBM/s1600-h/fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/SE7BIEUNQVI/AAAAAAAAARg/yvu7JFc0OBM/s320/fireworks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210314163255853394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Do not confuse joy with happiness. Happiness tends to be temporary. You get an unexpected check in the mail and you are happy. So you go shopping but on the way the car breaks down and needs to be towed. Now you are unhappy. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;See? Happiness comes and goes. Happiness depends on what's happening. Even the words have similar spelling. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Joy, on the other hand, comes from a deeper source from within you.. and it steadies you, smoothing out the bumps in the road.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It has yet another name... Gratitude. Without gratitude, there is no joy, so it's important to take the time to look at the things you are grateful for. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;You have all your fingers and toes? Good! Some people don't. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;Have too much to do? Good. Some people are confined to bed and cannot lift a finger. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;How about your children? Start counting your blessings. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;========================================&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;*I was sad because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet." --Author unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-8529239936699271119?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/8529239936699271119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=8529239936699271119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/8529239936699271119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/8529239936699271119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2008/06/joy-vs-happiness.html' title='Joy vs. Happiness'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/SE7BIEUNQVI/AAAAAAAAARg/yvu7JFc0OBM/s72-c/fireworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-6757079643223220509</id><published>2008-03-23T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T19:44:43.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to Think About!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/R-cVkD0AvkI/AAAAAAAAAMU/4xdK8zYOUp4/s1600-h/Little+jug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/R-cVkD0AvkI/AAAAAAAAAMU/4xdK8zYOUp4/s200/Little+jug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181133605555977794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;A  brother in Scetis  committed  a fault. A council was called to which abba Moses was invited, but he refused to go to it. Then the priest sent someone to him, saying, "Come, for everyone is waiting for you".  So he got  up and went. He took  a leaking jug and filled  it with water and carried  it with him. The others came  out to meet him and said, " what is  this,  father?" The old man said to them, "My sins run out behind me, and  I do not see  them, and today I am coming to judge the errors of another." When they heard that,  they said no more to the brother but forgave him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-6757079643223220509?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/6757079643223220509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=6757079643223220509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/6757079643223220509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/6757079643223220509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2008/03/something-to-think-about.html' title='Something to Think About!'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/R-cVkD0AvkI/AAAAAAAAAMU/4xdK8zYOUp4/s72-c/Little+jug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-3529674186836637569</id><published>2007-11-30T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T12:45:28.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out Amazon</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=yeoldbargainb-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=41&amp;amp;l=ur1&amp;amp;category=kindle&amp;amp;banner=181G1TS03ZAMH5Q4DFR2&amp;amp;f=ifr" width="88" height="31" scrolling="no" border="0" marginwidth="0" style="border:none;" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-3529674186836637569?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/3529674186836637569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=3529674186836637569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/3529674186836637569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/3529674186836637569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/11/check-out-amazon.html' title='Check out Amazon'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-4797794036145041299</id><published>2007-10-08T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T09:35:03.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><title type='text'>The Bell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;THE    BELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 160);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 160);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;I KNOW WHO I    AM&lt;br /&gt;I am God's child (John 1:12)&lt;br /&gt;I am Christ's friend (John 15:15)&lt;br /&gt;I    am united with the Lord(1 Cor. 6:17)&lt;br /&gt;I am bought with a price(1 Cor.    6:19-20)&lt;br /&gt;I am a saint (set apart for God). (Eph. 1:1)&lt;br /&gt;I am a personal    witness of Christ  (Acts 1:8)&lt;br /&gt;I am the salt &amp;amp; light of the earth    (Matt.5:13-14)&lt;br /&gt;I am a member of the body of Christ(1 Cor 12:27)&lt;br /&gt;I am    free forever from condemnation ( Rom. 8: 1-2)&lt;br /&gt;I am a citizen of Heaven. I    am significant (Phil.3:20)&lt;br /&gt;I am free from any charge against me (Rom.    8:31-34)&lt;br /&gt;I am a minister of reconciliation for God(2 Cor.5:17-21)&lt;br /&gt;I have    access to God through the Holy Spirit (Eph. 2:18)&lt;br /&gt;I am seated with Christ    in the heavenly realms (Eph. 2:6)&lt;br /&gt;I cannot be separated from the love of    God(Rom.8:35-39)&lt;br /&gt;I am established, anointed, sealed by God (2    Cor.1:21-22)&lt;br /&gt;I am assured all things work together for good (Rom. 8:    28)&lt;br /&gt;I have been chosen and appointed to bear fruit  (John 15:16)&lt;br /&gt;I    may approach God with freedom and confidence (Eph. 3: 12)&lt;br /&gt;I can do all    things through Christ who strengthens me (Phil. 4:13)&lt;br /&gt;I am the branch of    the true vine, a channel of His life (John 15: 1-5)&lt;br /&gt;I am God's temple (1    Cor. 3: 16). I am complete in Christ (Col. 2: 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belong to God&lt;br /&gt;Do you know&lt;br /&gt;who you    are!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 160);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 160);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";color:black;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;"The LORD bless    you and keep you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;the LORD make His face shine upon you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;and be gracious    to you; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;the LORD turn His face toward you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";color:black;" &gt; and give you    peace."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:78%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";color:black;" &gt;Numbers 6:24-26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-4797794036145041299?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/4797794036145041299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=4797794036145041299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/4797794036145041299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/4797794036145041299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/10/bell-i-know-who-i-am-i-am-gods-child.html' title='The Bell'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-4130850842829651816</id><published>2007-09-08T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T13:42:49.729-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angels'/><title type='text'>The Teddy Bear Filling Station</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RuMItGk-T4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/TWsoIoPpv88/s1600-h/baby+angel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RuMItGk-T4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/TWsoIoPpv88/s200/baby+angel.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107935973321101186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;The other day, the Lord told me to go to a small business near my house. It is called The Filling Station. It is a new business where you buy an empty teddy bear and fill it up with stuffing, then dress it in a cute outfit. God had been prompting me to pray for it everytime I drove by, but this day he said to go. I got up and went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered the lady was a Christian and she needed prayer for her business. We prayed together and chatted for a while, She told me a story that happened a few weeks ago. She was feeling down because business had been so slow and she looked outside. An elderly gentleman in an older yellow car drove over the curb into the parking lot. He appeared to be about 90 yrs old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought he might be looking for the barber shop that used to be in that little building so she ran out to save his getting out of the car. She asked if he wanted a haircut. He said that he wanted to see her. His name was Victor and he told her that he came to say that everything was going to be alright. He patted her on the arm and said for her not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked where he lived because she wondered if he lived in the nearby neighborhood. She pointed as she asked. He told her no and turned the opposite direction and pointed. She followed his arm and hand with her eye and said, "Victor, you are pointing up." He just smiled, told her not to worry and drove over the curb and down the street. She has not seen him since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what do you think of that? What a wonderful story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-4130850842829651816?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/4130850842829651816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=4130850842829651816' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/4130850842829651816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/4130850842829651816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/09/teddy-bear-filling-station.html' title='The Teddy Bear Filling Station'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RuMItGk-T4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/TWsoIoPpv88/s72-c/baby+angel.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-8591524294977394573</id><published>2007-09-03T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T09:09:16.015-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rocks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stream'/><title type='text'>The Stream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RtwxJmk-T2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/kFJQ6OWYZxo/s1600-h/stream390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RtwxJmk-T2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/kFJQ6OWYZxo/s200/stream390.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106010118575509346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This picture is a painting by Leila Ashton. I have borrowed it from the Internet Google Images. I wanted to give her the credit for the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a vision this AM... I was squatting beside a lovely stream. I could look through that clear water and see the beautiful rocks in the bottom of the stream. They were so pretty that I wanted to hold them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord said that the rocks were our personalities and character traits. The stream has worked and worked on us and worn off the rough edges. I asked him where He was in the picture and then I saw Him ... He was the water. He was flowing over us and smoothing the rocks. Oh, Thank you Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-8591524294977394573?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/8591524294977394573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=8591524294977394573' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/8591524294977394573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/8591524294977394573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/09/stream.html' title='The Stream'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RtwxJmk-T2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/kFJQ6OWYZxo/s72-c/stream390.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-5275613435465746204</id><published>2007-08-19T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T08:23:30.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Is It Going?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RshgZGk-T1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/P_Ipmz39ZsM/s1600-h/arch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RshgZGk-T1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/P_Ipmz39ZsM/s200/arch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100432562375774034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How is it going with you? Everyone I know who is truly following Christ is having lots of trouble. God is doing His final refining before He pours out a huge wave of the Holy Spirit. He is getting us ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you fighting His work in you, or are you spending time with Him to get closer and find out what He wants from you? You can see some of this all wrong, you know, and start beating on the devil. Better than that, you can realize that God Himself is doing His pruning in your life. You can take some time to ask Him what He wants you to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure do not want to go around this mountain again, do you? Father, show us what it is You want us to know, change, and understand. Refine us so that we are ready for Your great outpouring. We do not want to miss a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We take this time of difficulty and draw close to You as we would draw close to a loving father. Protect us from the enemy and protect us from ourselves. We thank You and bless You for Your great and tender mercies. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-5275613435465746204?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/5275613435465746204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=5275613435465746204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/5275613435465746204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/5275613435465746204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-is-it-going.html' title='How Is It Going?'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RshgZGk-T1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/P_Ipmz39ZsM/s72-c/arch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-5820264721901681319</id><published>2007-07-12T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T09:10:12.387-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicolaitans'/><title type='text'>Rev. 2 15 The doctrine of the Nicolaitans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RpZSV62iQjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/4Ee_wSeE5V8/s1600-h/Jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RpZSV62iQjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/4Ee_wSeE5V8/s200/Jesus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086343365690278450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The root of the word Nicolaitans comes from Greek  &lt;i&gt;nikao&lt;/i&gt;, to conquer or  overcome, and &lt;i&gt;laos&lt;/i&gt;, which means people and which the word laity comes  from. The two words together especially means the destruction of the people and  refers to the earliest form of what we call a priestly order or clergy which  later on in church history &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;divided people and allowed for leadership other than  those led by the spirit of the risen Lord.&lt;/span&gt; A good translation of Nicolaitan  would be "those who prevail over the people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   This clerical system later  developed into the papal hierarchy of priests and clergy lording over the flock.  The Council of Trent stated, "If anyone shall say that there is not in the  Catholic Church a hierarchy established by the divine ordination, consisting of  bishops, presbyters and ministers, let him be anathema."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   It is not the question  of the ministries but rather in the separation of them into a hierarchy over the  people. This very idea was taken over by the Protestants with their own  corruption of leadership roles and coverings. The Church of Ephesus was  commended for hating the deeds of the Nicolaitans. The wrong separation of the  clergy from the laity is a great evil in God's sight and He hates the lust for  religious power over others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   There is an ungodly spiritual authority in the  Church today, which is nothing more than the prideful spirit of control,  manipulation, domination and intimidation and a rebellion of the rightful  authority of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-5820264721901681319?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/5820264721901681319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=5820264721901681319' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/5820264721901681319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/5820264721901681319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/07/rev-2-15-doctrine-of-nicolaitans.html' title='Rev. 2 15 The doctrine of the Nicolaitans'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RpZSV62iQjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/4Ee_wSeE5V8/s72-c/Jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-2281548839877679390</id><published>2007-05-31T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T12:10:35.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steal'/><title type='text'>Four Rules to Live By</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/Rl8dSKcucII/AAAAAAAAAF0/E-aJcHRBK6k/s1600-h/Sand+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/Rl8dSKcucII/AAAAAAAAAF0/E-aJcHRBK6k/s320/Sand+%232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070803903322157186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Not what you think, so read  on)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I met this  guy while I  was in Albuquerque and he has a Motto he lives by  everyday. He said listen  carefully and live by these 4  Rules:  Drink, Steal, Swear, &amp; Lie.  I was shaking my head 'no', but he  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then told me to listen while he  explained his four rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  here they are: &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.. "Drink" from the  "everlasting  cup" every day. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.. "Steal" a moment to help  someone  that is in worse shape than you are. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.. "Swear" that   you will be a better person today than yesterday. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4..  And last, but  not least, when you "lie" down at night, thank God  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You live in North  America and have freedom.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not as good as I should be; I am  not as good  as I could be; but THANK GOD, I am better than I used to  be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-- Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-2281548839877679390?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/2281548839877679390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=2281548839877679390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/2281548839877679390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/2281548839877679390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/05/four-rules-to-live-by.html' title='Four Rules to Live By'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/Rl8dSKcucII/AAAAAAAAAF0/E-aJcHRBK6k/s72-c/Sand+%232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-8709513429858293142</id><published>2007-05-04T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T09:59:36.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chriistian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><title type='text'>How Big is Your Jesus?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RjtkEyhgiLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/D_eZ-9mRdRc/s1600-h/Web+-+GalleryPlayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RjtkEyhgiLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/D_eZ-9mRdRc/s200/Web+-+GalleryPlayer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060748639725455538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How big is your Jesus? What is He like? I have heard people say that THEIR Jesus would never correct them because they have gone through so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Excuse me... Jesus was a man (HUMAN!) just as we are. He came here to go through terrible things and show us that there is an answer to our difficulties in him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus never excuses us from sin. He shows us the way to overcome. If YOUR Jesus is not ever correcting you, then my dear person, you know the wrong one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please do not misunderstand. Jesus is never cruel, mean, mouthy, or surly. He knows how to convict with His Word (the Bible), with His eye as He watches you, with His Holy Spirit as he leads you. In order to receive his LOVING correction... that is right, I said LOVING, you must get to know Him. Read His Word. Pray. Sit in His presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Praise God for His correction that keeps us safe and close to his protection. I hope that you have a big Jesus. He wants to be big in your life. Let Him today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-8709513429858293142?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/8709513429858293142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=8709513429858293142' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/8709513429858293142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/8709513429858293142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-big-is-your-jesus.html' title='How Big is Your Jesus?'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RjtkEyhgiLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/D_eZ-9mRdRc/s72-c/Web+-+GalleryPlayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-1496582061608103276</id><published>2007-05-02T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T08:08:59.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satisfied'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vision'/><title type='text'>Satisfied?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RjiokyhgiKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ePyl_mZpCJM/s1600-h/1324-lions-mound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RjiokyhgiKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ePyl_mZpCJM/s320/1324-lions-mound.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059979531341826210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Are you satisfied with your life? Have you relaxed spiritually? If so, you are in a dangerous place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Word of God says that without a vision the people perish. That word “perish” means to cast off restraint. Without a vision, you walk aimlessly. You have no goal for your life and you wander around stretching for nothing. If you aim at nothing, you will surely hit it, nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You might say, “But how do I get a vision?” That one is easy, ask God for one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can also dig deep in your heart and discover a gift or talent you have always had. Work on that because surely it connects to what God wants you to do. God did not give it to you by mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do not be satisfied today. Stretch… It is good for your muscles and good for your spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-1496582061608103276?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/1496582061608103276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=1496582061608103276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/1496582061608103276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/1496582061608103276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/05/satisfied.html' title='Satisfied?'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RjiokyhgiKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ePyl_mZpCJM/s72-c/1324-lions-mound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-7894469076809389549</id><published>2007-04-26T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T20:04:30.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dominion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture'/><title type='text'>Dominion, Dominion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RjFdEChgiJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/AzxUkAv3teU/s1600-h/adam-and-eve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RjFdEChgiJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/AzxUkAv3teU/s200/adam-and-eve.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057926180492052626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God has been speaking to me over and over about dominion. He has had me ponder how Adam and Eve had dominion. He showed me how they lost dominion to the devil when Adam sinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stop right there for a minute.... Do you realize that when we believe the lies of the devil, he has dominion over us? Well that is exactly what he won. He won that chance to lie to us.... He is so sly and so clever, but not as clever as God. He did not realize that Jesus would come take it all back for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On with my story... Jesus came to us... lived life as a man without sin, which is what Adam was supposed to do, then he started taking back that dominion for us. He suffered with the horrible things he went through as he neared the cross. Finally he overcame death itself by coming back to life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah! He bought it all back, but dear one, you and I cannot lie down and think God is going to roll it over us. We have to reach out and take it. You see, we are back to dominion. God gives us the power to TAKE DOMINION over our circumstances. He even gives us the right words in the Word of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard of the Scripture that speaks of working out your own salvation with fear and trembling? Well, loved one, this is what it is... it is taking back that dominion. It is using what Jesus gave you. It is once more being like the perfect Adam God created. You have power over your circumstances, power over your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same Spirit that raised Christ from the dead dwells in you.  There is nothing that is impossible for a person who believes. How do you get all this? Prayer, prayer, prayer, prayer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are you willing to stay in the mire of the enemy's lies or are you ready to step out of those old ways and accept ALL that God has for you? He planned for you to have it all, you know. Even from the beginning of time, he wanted you to have it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponder what I have said here then come with me as we work to move closer to God. Blessings to you, loved one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-7894469076809389549?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/7894469076809389549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=7894469076809389549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/7894469076809389549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/7894469076809389549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/04/dominion-dominion.html' title='Dominion, Dominion'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RjFdEChgiJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/AzxUkAv3teU/s72-c/adam-and-eve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-1698510524505900505</id><published>2007-04-18T20:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T06:31:01.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire, Fire!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/Ribl-VvwQBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/QODa-XII448/s1600-h/match.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/Ribl-VvwQBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/QODa-XII448/s320/match.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054980490922049554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire, Fire! Hey everyone, it is time to wake up. Our God is a consuming fire! If he lives in you, you also should be on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church, oh church! Arise, arise! It is time to begin moving the way Jesus did. greater things than he did, we shall do. Arise, arise. Oh, sleeping giant...... Shake off your slumber. Get up. Let us get going. No more time to waste playing church. No more time to have us four and no more. No more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire, fire. Let the Holy Spirit come and bring his fire to ALL CHRISTIANS EVERYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come Holy Spirit, Come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-1698510524505900505?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/1698510524505900505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=1698510524505900505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/1698510524505900505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/1698510524505900505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/04/fire-fire_18.html' title='Fire, Fire!'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/Ribl-VvwQBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/QODa-XII448/s72-c/match.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-302645176738057876</id><published>2007-04-14T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T16:01:06.435-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elizabeth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prophets'/><title type='text'>Elizabeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RiFc30qmTGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/VvRedqiyKLw/s1600-h/PB160017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RiFc30qmTGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/VvRedqiyKLw/s320/PB160017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053422370986282082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; This is my beautiful daughter Elizabeth. She is 40 years old and has 4 beautiful daughters age 17, almost 16, 15, and almost 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Elizabeth is a prophet... a seer.... with a heart for the hurting and the down and out. She is an intercessor. God wakes her in the night to pray for people he puts on her heart. Her call is not an easy one. She loses lots of sleep and she is very concerned about the welfare of people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-302645176738057876?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/302645176738057876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=302645176738057876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/302645176738057876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/302645176738057876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/04/elizabeth.html' title='Elizabeth'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RiFc30qmTGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/VvRedqiyKLw/s72-c/PB160017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-2749079842136432604</id><published>2007-04-13T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T16:17:41.320-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><title type='text'>And They Healed Them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RiFhBEqmTJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/frzFtO3mnW8/s1600-h/Intimacy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RiFhBEqmTJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/frzFtO3mnW8/s200/Intimacy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053426927946583186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; I am writing this in orange today because orange is the color of healing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just reading the story in Acts 9 about Tabbitha's death, and Peter's ministry to her. It says that he removed everyone from the room. Hey, what a good idea to get all the negative spiritual influence out of the way so that you have only BELIEF behind your prayers and your actions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acts 9:40 says in the Amplified that . . . Peter put them all out of the room and knelt down and prayed, then turning to the body he said, "Tabbitha, get up!" and she opened her eyes; and when she saw it was Peter, she raised herself up and sat upright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice what Peter did? He did not ask God to heal her. He prayed, and I think when he did that he was asking to be completely refilled with the Holy Spirit so that he could do the healing work necessary. THEN he told her to get up. He commanded her with his Holy Ghost power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God did not say for us to go out and ask HIM to heal. He told US to heal because he has given us back the dominion that the devil took when Adam sinned. We are to be full of the power of God (that was the prayer that Peter prayed) and we are to do the things Jesus did and even greater things than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not misunderstand me. I am not so foolish as to think that God had nothing to do with this. On the contrary. It is God IN US who does this work. We need to do it the way He wants though. For years we have been whining for God to do this and God to do that. I think God wants us to do what He said... take authority. That is why Jesus died. He bought back all the dominion and authority that we lost with sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God be IN YOU today, full of glory and power in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-2749079842136432604?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/2749079842136432604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=2749079842136432604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/2749079842136432604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/2749079842136432604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/04/and-they-healed-them.html' title='And They Healed Them'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RiFhBEqmTJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/frzFtO3mnW8/s72-c/Intimacy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-9181705587657481183</id><published>2007-04-12T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T16:12:48.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Comment From Oswald</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RiFf40qmTII/AAAAAAAAAEI/k4lUzuVeshE/s1600-h/deer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RiFf40qmTII/AAAAAAAAAEI/k4lUzuVeshE/s200/deer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053425686701034626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Any strand of our own energy will blur the life of Jesus. We have to keep letting go, and slowly and surely the great full life of God will invade us in every part, and men will take knowledge that we have been with Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; My Utmost For His Highest&lt;br /&gt;by Oswald Chambers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-9181705587657481183?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/9181705587657481183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=9181705587657481183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/9181705587657481183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/9181705587657481183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/04/comment-from-oswald.html' title='A Comment From Oswald'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RiFf40qmTII/AAAAAAAAAEI/k4lUzuVeshE/s72-c/deer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-3309219726596940126</id><published>2007-04-05T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T16:03:03.846-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chriistian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>A Time To Reflect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RiFdmkqmTHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/849wMYYC11Q/s1600-h/jesus_brown2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RiFdmkqmTHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/849wMYYC11Q/s320/jesus_brown2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053423174145166450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is almost Resurrection Sunday, Easter. I have noticed that God has so many of us thinking about all that Jesus did on the cross. How little we really know and understand about it. Oh, we think we do, but according to our lives, we do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, that cross bought us salvation. We say, Yes, I understand that. I get to go to Heaven. Beloved, that is not what salvation is. Do you know that the word salvation means hope, healing, peace, safety, deliverance, and prosperity. It is for now, not just for heaven. Tell me, are we all receiving that? There.... that is what I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been going over Isaiah 53:4 about how Jesus bore our griefs [maladies, anxieties, calamities, diseases, griefs, sicknesses] Wow. Now right there if we would just get a hold on that we would be far better off than we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That brings up another thing. When we were saved, we had to reach our and accept it by FAITH. So we have to reach out and accept our healing by faith. Either Jesus did it for us or he did not. What are we going to believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that the Israelites died in the wilderness because of unbelief. Let us not die in the wilderness because of our unbelief. We have the Word of God. We have proof positive that Jesus has completed the work for us. He absolutely bought back the things that the devil stole from Adam when Adam sinned. We must exercise our faith to believe and accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you join me now in meditating on all that Jesus did for us and reach out to receive the healing and everything that salvation means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful Passover/Resurrection season. Be blessed today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-3309219726596940126?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/3309219726596940126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=3309219726596940126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/3309219726596940126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/3309219726596940126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-to-reflect.html' title='A Time To Reflect'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q69KjI9MfGk/RiFdmkqmTHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/849wMYYC11Q/s72-c/jesus_brown2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-973857027495294023</id><published>2007-03-22T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T06:52:09.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wrong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fellowship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nugget'/><title type='text'>Fellowship with God!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My dear friend sent me another wonderful tidbit this morning.... It is so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice oh daughter of Zion! That is what the Lord reminded me of. The nugget I got from Joyce Meyer this morning is "Don't fellowship with&lt;br /&gt;(ruminate, rehash) what you have done wrong. Fellowship with God" . Joyce said she was always vulnerable to that, rehashing what she had done wrong, telling God how sorry she was and apologizing to him over and over again and one day He said to her "Are you going to fellowship with me or your mess?" Let us revel in his love for us as His beloved chosen bride and let Him work our details out :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love your tidbits, Delores. Thanks, and blessings to all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-973857027495294023?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/973857027495294023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/973857027495294023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/03/fellowship-with-god.html' title='Fellowship with God!'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-5789294458793029344</id><published>2007-03-21T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T06:52:58.866-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faithful'/><title type='text'>Nugget for the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nugget for the day from friend Delores:     "Where our vain imaginations run is the place where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; we don't trust God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmmmmmm...... where do we tend to fret, feel defeated, ruminate, worry???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lord, we choose to judge you faithful and trust you in those areas. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-5789294458793029344?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/5789294458793029344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/5789294458793029344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/03/nugget-for-day.html' title='Nugget for the Day'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-7208928060083860591</id><published>2007-03-21T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T15:07:06.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faithful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conceive'/><title type='text'>Do You Think He is Faithful?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I received the following from a friend the other day. I thought it was something worth my taking before the Lord, and I thought maybe it might help others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here is what my friend said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I heard a great tidbit in church today. Pastor said the reason Sarah was able to conceive was that it says she JUDGED God faithful. He said that often we are not able to be in faith (conceive in the spirit realm for our needs/desires) because we look at our experiences and consciously or unconsciously judge God unfaithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I witnessed to that one. I have said with my mouth that God is faithful and have believed it but then have become discouraged because I looked at the areas still not happening and have unconsciously responded to them as if God was not faithful to me. Hmmm...worth pondering and checking our hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow, that is really deep. We tend to serve God with our own rules. He is trying to get His rules in us. That is why he makes us wait.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-7208928060083860591?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/7208928060083860591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/7208928060083860591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/03/do-yoyu-think-he-is-faithful.html' title='Do You Think He is Faithful?'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-4843579235602935998</id><published>2007-03-14T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T08:56:19.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings for a New Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I bless your day with all God's good salvation blessings, peace, hope, healing, deliverance, and  safety... May you be his light. Remember that He created you just the way you are with the special gifts he gave to you. Those gifts are so that you can reach out and be a blessing to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; If you can sing... hum and sing your lovely songs today. If you can smile, give those away all day. If you can encourage, speak a good word to all you meet today. If you can pray, pray for those around you who are in need. Use the great gifts and wisdom God has given you. It will bless his socks off...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-4843579235602935998?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/4843579235602935998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/4843579235602935998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/03/blessings-for-new-day.html' title='Blessings for a New Day'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-7324101568875408381</id><published>2007-03-04T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T17:48:04.315-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prune'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>The Gardener</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Gardener&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Copyright by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;st2:personname&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Karen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:sn&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Appleby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:sn&gt;&lt;/st2:personname&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;    The gardener poked his tools in his gardening apron, slipped on his gloves and walked toward the beautiful patch of tilled up earth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh what a beautiful sight to behold--his precious plants all doing what they were to do. Each one lifting hands high toward the rain and the sun, drinking in whatever the day brought forth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Each one trusting without a question about why, or where, or when.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yes, it was a beautiful garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;    He stopped, bent down and inspected each plant carefully, touching each one gently as he passed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Occasionally he would reach into his gardening apron and remove a pair of pruning shears. As he supported the plant with his left hand, he carefully clipped off branches that were not growing well and not producing good fruit. He made each cut thoughtfully and delicately so that the plant would not suffer unnecessary shock or damage. Naturally, he knew every plant’s need. However, he had to force the plant to produce to its best ability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;    Every branch which the gardener leaves on the plant is a branch which will bear much fruit. Every branch which the gardener prunes will also bear much fruit. All plants in his garden are productive; none are weak and dying. Because of his touch, every plant is vigorous as it matures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;    These wonderful plants do not have to do anything but submit to the work of this master's hands to be good fruit bearers. They do not have to strain to grow well; they do not have to worry about nourishment. The gardener's care alone causes the plants to flourish. The plant never takes the credit away from its master.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;    How does this gardener feel about his plants? Why, he would absolutely give his life for them. Rain or shine he is always in that garden speaking tenderly to his plants, gently pruning, carefully transplanting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His is a prize winning plot of land because of his dedication to it, and each plant can proudly say that it was chosen by this master for a special purpose--to bear much fruit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The whole world will see the beauty of that fruit as the gardener releases plants and chooses others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;    Come visit sometime. The gardener will be glad to tell you about his prizewinners if you ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-7324101568875408381?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/7324101568875408381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/7324101568875408381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/03/gardener.html' title='The Gardener'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-4870417251290137855</id><published>2007-02-25T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T19:01:12.715-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plague'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chriistian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frog'/><title type='text'>The Plague of Frogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;n Exodus 8, the Lord tells us about the plague of frogs that was upon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st2:country-region style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;st2:place&gt;Egypt&lt;/st2:place&gt;&lt;/st2:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. Those frogs were in everything. They were in the houses, in the beds, in the kneading troughs and in the people’s faces. Can you imagine stepping on frogs? Can you imagine getting a frog in your nightclothes? Can you imagine getting a frog in your underwear? Worse yet, can you imagine frogs jumping into the food you are preparing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This was a plague of terrible proportion. However, God has told us that Pharaoh wanted the frogs to go so he lied and agreed to let the people go. &lt;st1:givenname&gt;Moses&lt;/st1:GivenName&gt; asked Pharaoh to tell him when he wanted the plague of frogs to stop, Do you know what Pharaoh told him? He said, “Tomorrow!” Why did he not ask for right now? What a strange request.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know that we also get used to our plagues and we put up with them until tomorrow! We  become &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kind of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; friendly with them and even feel that we deserve to suffer with them. Beloved, this is wrong because &lt;st1:givenname&gt;Jesus&lt;/st1:GivenName&gt; has paid for our healing. He suffered those stripes on his back for our healing. He went through all that and then we turn our back on it and say, no thank you. I like my plague of frogs. I think I will keep it a while longer. Come back tomorrow and get rid of my problem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have decided to believe &lt;st1:givenname&gt;Jesus&lt;/st1:GivenName&gt;. I have repented from listening to the voice of the enemy coming through well meaning people. I am tired of people thinking doctor before they think God. Yes, we need doctors if there is serious trauma… car accidents and the like, but as for me and my house, we have decided that we want the frogs removed NOW, today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-4870417251290137855?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/4870417251290137855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/4870417251290137855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/02/plague-of-frogs.html' title='The Plague of Frogs'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-485570575288698032</id><published>2007-01-27T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T10:39:25.497-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carnal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soulish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body'/><title type='text'>Three Kinds of Christians</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;1 Thessalonians 5:23  says,  And the very God of peace sanctify you wholly; and I pray God your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt; whole spirit and soul and body &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;be preserved blameless unto the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ.  Those three parts of man are the things that rule three different kinds of Christians. They are as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BODY (The Carnal Christian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Galatians 5:20-21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Depends on the flesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pharisees moved in this realm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If it feels good, do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Envy, Jealousy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Selfishness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fighting, Arguing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taking sides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Witchcraft, Drugs, Controlling others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Idolatry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Strife, Anger, Rage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Drunkenness, which is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Overindulging of any kind, TV, Sports, etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fornication, Adultery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Immorality, Impurity, Indecency&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Divisions, Dissensions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Party Spirit, Carousing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Factions, Sects with peculiar opinions, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heresies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Partiality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOUL&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(The Soulish Christian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Galatians 6:1-7, James 8:1-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tries to walk God’s ways with his own mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Figures out best ways to do what God wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sporadically curses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wants to be seen by men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Loves titles, Loves to tell you his titles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exalts self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ruled by the five senses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His works have no eternal value.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Does not want to wait for God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will try to set self in ministry to receive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Admiration and appreciation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because he wants his OWN will,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He is disobedient to the Holy Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 20pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 20pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SPIRIT&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(The Spiritual Man)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Galatians 5:22-23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jesus is in control of his life so he exhibits:&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Peace&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kindness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Goodness&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Faithfulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gentleness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Self-control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" class="MsoTitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-485570575288698032?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/485570575288698032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/485570575288698032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/01/three-kinds-of-christians.html' title='Three Kinds of Christians'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-6635021185251844894</id><published>2007-01-27T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T09:33:37.897-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purify'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chriistian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex'/><title type='text'>Intimacy with God and Sex in Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;copyright 1990&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;by Karen C. Appleby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;Introduction&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;The Lord showed me this revelation a year or so ago, and I have felt since then that we really need to give it to the body of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:sn&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:sn&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;. We need to share it with the young people and teenagers because it says why they are to keep themselves pure. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;It also tells them that the thing they are fighting is really the devil’s attempt to suck them all into the pool of perversion so that he can say he is winning.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;It is my prayer that this teaching will clarify understanding for those who read it and bring them great freedom and blessing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;KCA&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;A Picture Of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; And The Church&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Ephesians 5:22-32 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Wives, submit yourselves unto your own husbands, as unto the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife, even as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;st1:sn&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:sn&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; is the head of the church: and he is the saviour of the body. Therefore as the church is subject unto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;st1:sn&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:sn&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;, so let the wives be to their own husbands in every thing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoBodyText2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Husbands, love your wives, even as Christ also loved the church, and gave himself for it; that he might sanctify and cleanse it with the washing of water by the word, that he might present it to himself a glorious church, not having spot, or wrinkle, or any such thing; but that it should be holy and without blemish. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;So ought men to love their wives as their own bodies. He that loveth his wife loveth himself. For no man ever yet hated his own flesh; but nourisheth and cherisheth it, even as the Lord the church: For we are members of his body, of his flesh, and of his bones. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;For this cause shall a man &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;leave&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; his father and mother, and shall be &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;joined&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; unto his wife, and they two shall be &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;one&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; flesh. This is a great &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;mystery&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: but I speak concerning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;st1:sn&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:sn&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; and the church.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leave &lt;/span&gt;= to abandon, forsake.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joined &lt;/span&gt;= to glue to, to adhere, cleave.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One &lt;/span&gt;= first, agree.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mystery&lt;/span&gt; = a religious truth that man can know by revelation alone and cannot &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fully understand.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;The first human institution God created was marriage and then the family. They are both extremely important to Him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;God created &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; from the man himself so that they would truly be one flesh and would be able to work together SIDE BY SIDE to do God’s perfect will. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;God Institutes Marriage&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Genesis 2:21-25&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;And the LORD God caused a deep sleep to fall upon Adam, and he slept: and he took one of his ribs, and closed up the flesh instead thereof; And the rib, which the LORD God had taken from man, made he a woman, and brought her unto the man. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Adam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; said, This is now bone of my bones, and flesh of my flesh: she shall be called Woman, because she was taken out of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;st2:state&gt;&lt;st2:place&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st2:place&gt;&lt;/st2:state&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Therefore shall a man &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;leave&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; his father and his mother, and shall &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;cleave&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; unto his wife: and they shall be &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;one&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; flesh. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;And they were both &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;naked&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, the man and his wife, and were not &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;ashamed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leave&lt;/span&gt; = loosen, relinquish, forsake, refuse.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cleave &lt;/span&gt;= cling or adhere; abide, fast, follow close, be joined together.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt; = united, first, alike, alone, altogether, together.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Naked&lt;/span&gt; = uncovered, exposed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ashamed&lt;/span&gt; = feeling shame, guilt, disgrace, inferior or unworthy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;This scripture lines up with the one we just looked at in Ephesians. We see that the marriage of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Adam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; in Genesis and the marriage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; speaks of in Ephesians are really an example of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;’ relationship to the church.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;You may be saying, “But the church does not have sex with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;.” True, but it does have intimacy with Him. We are to leave all the worldliness in our past lives and cleave to Him. We become one with Him, and we are even naked, uncovered and exposed with Him.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;He knows all about us. He knows our thoughts and our every move. If we really have learned who He is, we will stand naked before him without feeling any shame because He loves us so much, and He forgives and heals us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Why He Wants Godly Marriage&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Malachi&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;st2:time minute="15" hour="14"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;2:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st2:time&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And did not he make &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;one&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;? Yet had he the residue of the spirit. And wherefore one? &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;That he might seek a godly seed&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; Therefore take&lt;b style=""&gt; &lt;u&gt;heed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to your spirit, and &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;let none deal treacherously against the wife of his youth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt; = united, first.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seed &lt;/span&gt;= posterity, children.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heed &lt;/span&gt;= guard, protect.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;None deal treacherously &lt;/span&gt;= do not offend or be unfaithful.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;The Lord wants the marriage covenant to be strong and remain pure so that the couple will produce GODLY SEED. God wants children who will grow up to love Him and walk with Him all the days of their lives. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Look at our world today. The children are ravaged because of the ungodly lives of their parents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:sn&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Satan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:sn&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; attacked that which the Lord wanted from the adults, and now the children are being sacrificed to the gods of the nation--greed, perversion, self, etc.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Naturally since this godliness is the one thing the Lord wants from a marriage union, the devil is going to vigorously attack marriage from every angle. He will try to cause division oftentimes through a spirit of jealousy that carries the very substance of division with it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Remember that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:sn&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Cain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:sn&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; was jealous of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:sn&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Abel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:sn&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; and therefore killed him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Joseph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;’s brothers were jealous of him and sold him to the Midianite traders. Anger and division cause one or both parties in a marriage to kill and sell the relationship. The people in the family who suffer the most are the innocent children.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;What Place Has Sex?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Many people seem to think that Christians are against having a sexual relationship. Well, you know that it was God himself who created sex. He did it for a wonderful reason.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;First however, let us discover some of the things the Lord says about sex.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;The whole book of the &lt;u&gt;Song of Solomon&lt;/u&gt; is a love letter from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Solomon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; to his bride. It is all about sex and intimacy. This book is also about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; and His Bride.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;1 Corinthians 7:1-3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Now concerning the things whereof ye wrote unto me: It is good for a man not to touch a woman. Nevertheless, &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;to avoid fornication&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, let every man have his own wife, and let every woman have her own husband.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Let the husband &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;render&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; unto the wife &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;due&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;b style=""&gt;benevolence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;: and likewise also the wife unto the husband.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;Paul&lt;/st1:givenname&gt; says here that we can avoid fornication (sex outside marriage) by having our own husband or wife. That sure sounds as if God intended married men and women to have a sex relationship. He would never have given instructions on such things if He were not permitting it.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Husband &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;render &lt;/span&gt;= give away, deliver, perform, requite, restore, &lt;span style=""&gt;                                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;reward, yield,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Due&lt;/span&gt; = obligation&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Benevolence&lt;/span&gt; = kindness; euphemism for conjugal duty&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Euphemism means a nice way to say. . .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Conjugal duty means the sexual rights of marriage.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;The Sexual Responsibilities Of Marriage&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;1 Corinthians 7:4-5&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;The wife hath not power of her own body, but the husband: and likewise also the husband hath not power of his own body, but the wife. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Defraud ye not one the other, except it be with consent for a time, that ye may give yourselves to fasting and prayer; and come together again, that Satan tempt you not for your incontinency.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;The Lord even goes so far as to say that in this loving relationship (remember it is like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; and the church) the husband and wife, neither one, have the power (that means control) over their bodies. They give their bodies as a loving ministry to their mates.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; did this for us. He gave Himself wholly and unreservedly to us so that we could have a good life with Him. We in turn give our bodies whole heartedly to Him. We are to take care of body, soul and spirit because we were bought with a price. When we really know and understand that He loves us, we have love, peace, and joy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;When we really know and understand that we love and have a mate who loves us, it brings us a form of love, peace and joy. It cannot replace what &lt;st1:givenname&gt;Jesus&lt;/st1:givenname&gt; provides, but it does give us a picture of His relationship with the church.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Covenant Relationship&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;God has always worked in covenant relationships. He made a covenant with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Noah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; that He would never flood the whole earth again. To show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Noah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; that He would keep it, He made a bow in the sky as a reminder of the covenant.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;He made a covenant with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Abraham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; about inheriting the Promised Land. This time God sealed the covenant with blood:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Genesis 17:10&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is my covenant, which ye shall keep, between me and you and thy seed after thee; Every man child among you shall be &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;circumcised&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Circumcision is the cutting away of the extra skin on the male penis. It is an illustration of cutting away the flesh from the heart so the person will not sin. It is the flesh we battle all the time in our lives. We call circumcision a prophetic drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;A covenant is a formal agreement. With God a covenant is an agreement that He makes and we complete. We call the Old Testament covenant the law. In it blood of animals covered sin, but this kind of blood did not last. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; came and gave His life to fulfill the new covenant. This covenant also had shed blood to cover sin, but this time the blood lasted forever.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;When people were under the law in the Old Testament, the high priest had to enter the Holy of Holies once a year with blood and atone for the sins of the people of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st2:country-region&gt;&lt;st2:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Israel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st2:place&gt;&lt;/st2:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Leviticus 16:15&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Then shall he kill the goat of the sin offering, that is for the people, and &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;bring his blood within the veil&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, and do with that blood as he did with the blood of the bullock, and sprinkle it upon the mercy seat, and before the mercy seat:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Leviticus 16:30&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoBodyText2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;For on that day shall the priest make an atonement for you, to cleanse you, that ye may be clean from all your sins before the Lord.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Leviticus 16:34&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;And this shall be an everlasting statute unto you, to make an atonement for the children of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;st2:country-region&gt;&lt;st2:place&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Israel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st2:place&gt;&lt;/st2:country-region&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; for all their sins &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;once a year&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. And he did as the LORD commanded &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Moses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h1 style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The Veil And The Blood&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;This was a fearful and a dangerous thing to do. If the priest went before the mercy seat with any sin in his life, the holy God who dwelled behind that veil could have struck him dead. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;The priest wore garments with bells on the hem, and there was a rope tied around one of his legs. Those who were outside held onto the rope and they pulled him out if they heard the bells stop ringing. No one else entered that area. No one wanted to because it was so unsafe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;h2 style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Hebrews 10:16-20 &lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;This is the covenant that I will make with them after those days, saith the Lord, I will put my laws into their hearts, and in their minds will I write them; And their sins and iniquities will I remember no more. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Now where remission of these is, there is no more offering for sin. Having therefore, brethren, boldness to enter into the holiest by the blood of Jesus, by a new and living way, which he hath consecrated for us, &lt;u&gt;through the veil, that is to say, his flesh&lt;/u&gt;;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;When &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; came He brought the New Covenant to replace the old. No longer do men have to go to the priest with their bulls and lambs to sacrifice. Now we have the blood of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; that washes away our sins.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; became the perfect sacrifice with the perfect blood to take before the Mercy Seat. That is just what He does for us. When we confess our sins, He sits at the right hand of the Father and says, “That person is covered by my blood. I forgive him, Father.” Then the Father pronounces us forgiven.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Matthew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; 27:50-51 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;, when he had cried again with a loud voice, yielded up the ghost. And, behold, the &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;veil&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;of the temple was &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;rent in twain&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; [torn in two] from the top to the bottom; and the earth did quake, and the rocks rent;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;The perfect sacrifice of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; destroyed the veil that stood between every day ordinary people and the presence of God. Now because of the death and resurrection of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; and the spilling of His blood, man would have access to the Holy of Holies &lt;b style=""&gt;at any time&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;What does all this have to do with the intimacy and sex in marriage, you ask? It has everything to do with it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;A Lesson in Female Anatomy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;God made the female with hidden sexual parts. At the opening of the vagina (the birth canal and the place where sexual intercourse takes place) is a thin but tough ring of skin called the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Hymen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;This &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Hymen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; is like the veil. It covers a holy area that is off limits to others. The Holy of Holies also was off limits to everyone except the high priest, and then he could only enter once a year.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;When the man and woman come together for the first time, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Hymen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; veil tears as the priest and prophet of the this new home makes entry. This does not hurt her because there are no nerves in the Hymen. There are blood vessels, however, and blood is shed the first time this happens. The marriage then becomes a blood covenant. Now the husband has free access into the most holy area.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;This sexual act is the illustration of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; giving Himself once and for all for the church with His blood covenant. It is a prophetic drama of just what the intimacy with God really is. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Just for whom is this prophetic drama? Whenever the marriage act takes place in purity and love it shows the devil who has won. He hates that. That is why he has tried so hard to pervert sex and people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:sn&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Satan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:sn&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt; has used sex more than any other thing to destroy Christians. He tries everything from marital unfaithfulness, premarital sex, to sexually abusing children to try to stamp out the good relationship with God. He even uses sex as the center of the Satanic Rites.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Friends, he will not win. Now that you know the reasoning behind his work, clean up your own life and begin to move in sexual purity. Let your sexuality illustrate the glory of God through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:sn&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Jesus  Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:sn&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;’s gift to the church. Become pure and intimate with your mate and intimate with God. This will bless Him greatly!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;If you do not have a mate, purify your life and keep it that way so that you may glorify God when and if the time comes. It is never too late to be clean. That is the beauty of the blood of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:givenname&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;. It makes us as white as snow. So if you have already made big mistakes, or you have been violated in a sexual way, just ask the Lord to heal you and he will wash you whiter than snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;Thank you, Lord, for the blood of Jesus that covers every part of our past lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-6635021185251844894?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/6635021185251844894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/6635021185251844894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/01/intimacy-with-god-and-sex-in-marriage.html' title='Intimacy with God and Sex in Marriage'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-6828208919598995122</id><published>2007-01-26T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T10:04:36.850-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road'/><title type='text'>A Thought for the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This came to me via email... It was something to think about, so I am sharing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;Philippians 4:13 --- I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road to success is not straight. There is a curve called Failure, a loop called Confusion, speed bumps called Friends, red lights called Enemies, caution lights called Family. You will have flats called Jobs. But, if you have a spare called Determination, an engine called Perseverance, insurance called Faith, a driver called Jesus, you will make it to a place called Success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-6828208919598995122?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/6828208919598995122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/6828208919598995122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/01/thought-for-day.html' title='A Thought for the Day'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-3650738255441415311</id><published>2007-01-13T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T09:21:01.736-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inheritance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Condemnation'/><title type='text'>On Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;   On Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; by Karen C. Appleby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;   copyright 2006 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; When I was young in the Lord, He anointed me to pray. Oh how I prayed. It flowed from a well deep within me. It flowed and flowed and I loved to pray and spend time with Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I developed a disciplined prayer for all my family and friends and God even had me write a handy little booklet to help me pray so that I would not forget anything. One day I sat down to go through my disciplined prayer list when I heard a voice loud and clear say, “Don’t bring me your ritualistic prayers. I don’t want them.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; It scared me to death. The last thing I wanted was to be rejected by God for doing wrong as I had been rejected in my early life. I stammered around and tried to pray prayers that I thought were not ritualistic. A huge wall came between God and me concerning prayer. I cried out to him. I wept before him. I started to pray and found no words to speak. This went on for a long time. The accuser of the brethren had me in his clutches and accuse he did. The problem got worse instead of better and I beat up on myself. The more I did that, the more I felt I had failed my wonderful God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Round and round I went with the condemnation and the accusations coming against me. Finally I had become my own worst enemy. Satan did not have to accuse me anymore, I had picked up the ball and it was rolling well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I finally began to realize that this was not my precious Jesus who had done this. I recognized the condemnation came from the clever enemy. I prayed and repented from believing the condemnation, but I still did not have the root of my problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Now you must realize that I did not stop praying altogether. I talked to God, but could not seem to pray those passionate prayers for others that I had been able to do before. I decided that I needed to stop striving over this and I jumped into God’s lap and gave the whole thing to Him. I decided that the prayer was going to come to me when I quit working and punishing myself in my own flesh. I would trust the Lord to take care of this problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I talked to the Lord about my problem, but I did not strive. I stayed close to Him and sat almost always silent before Him. I knew that He was with me and His presence was there. Whenever I needed to pray with someone, God gave me the ability to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I went to Canada to teach at a women’s retreat. Three of us talked about how we give away our inheritance just as Esau gave his inheritance to Jacob for a pot of stew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I taught how we attained that inheritance of dominion in the Garden of Eden and how when Adam and Eve sinned; they gave their dominion to the devil because Eve believed the devil’s lie. Adam also believed a lie when he sinned because he thought that if he did not eat the fruit, he would be separated from Eve forever. He did not want that because he loved her. I knew while I studied this whole thing that I was onto something that was going to be life changing for all of us, including me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I inspected my walk with the Lord and discovered several places that I had believed the devil’s lies. I began taking back the territory that I had yielded to the enemy. I confessed and repented for all the lies God showed me I had believed. Some of those darkened veils that cover us when we sin came off my eyes and let in more of His light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; One morning I got out my disciplined prayer guide and opened it up. As I sat there, the Holy Spirit stirred within me. I had believed the lie about prayer! I wrote a letter to the Lord in my journal to confess and repent for the wrong I had done. God was setting me free. Step by step, He had taken me from deception to revelation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; God is so smart. Do you know how much I learned in that process? I learned more about recognizing the voice of God--He will never talk to me the way the devil did! I learned more about getting caught up in condemnation… another tool of the enemy. (I do not care how rejected you were as a child, it is the devil’s plan to destroy you. Do not be surprised when you find this out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I learned more about giving every difficulty over to God. I learned that if you give something to him, He will take care of it at the right time. I learned to look for the places in my life where I have believed lies and repent from that. I am sure that I will learn even more from this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;   Thank you, Lord, for your awesome ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="western" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;   Matthew 21:22 And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-3650738255441415311?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/3650738255441415311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/3650738255441415311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/01/on-prayer.html' title='On Prayer'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-7058844159452480268</id><published>2007-01-12T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T09:22:15.408-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prophetic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diamonds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>Prophetic Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you know what a prophetic drama is? It is when God or a person does something in the natural that points to a spiritual truth. Here is a prophetic drama that I saw today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very cold outside today. We have about 3 inches of snow on the ground and the bitter cold makes the snow crunchy and sparkly. In fact, mild air movement causes the snow that rests on the trees to give off little puffs of flakes. The flakes that fall gently to the ground sparkle in the bright sunshine. It looks as if there are tiny diamonds falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;When you cannot see the top of the tree from your window, you cannot tell from where these diamonds are coming. I like to think that it is God showing me a prophetic drama of how he is going to pour out on his children this year. He is blessing me with this beauty to tell me that he is going to bless me with a cascade of good things so that I can fulfill his will for my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you, Lord for the falling diamonds in my territory. I receive from you so that I may do your will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-7058844159452480268?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/7058844159452480268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/7058844159452480268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/01/prophetic-drama.html' title='Prophetic Drama'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-2979942757309939676</id><published>2007-01-11T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T16:27:26.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Saying For The Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:purple;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;"Sorrow looks back... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:purple;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;Worry looks around... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:purple;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;Faith looks up..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-2979942757309939676?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/2979942757309939676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/2979942757309939676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/01/great-saying-for-day.html' title='Great Saying For The Day!'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-5652952260537298273</id><published>2007-01-11T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T09:23:05.182-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thorns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forgive'/><title type='text'>Prayer and Thorns</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This morning I was listening to Chapter 18 of the Book of John and the first verse said, “When Jesus had spoken these words, he went out with His disciples over the Brook Kidron, where there was a garden, which He and His disciples entered.” I knew that they had gone there before. It was a familiar thing for them to go somewhere to pray. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Something shot through me as I head that Scripture. Jesus wants us to go with Him to a quiet spot so that we can pray together. I wonder how many of the disciples were reluctant to go. How many secretly wanted to go to Dairy Queen and get some dessert first? How many argued inside themselves and with great self-pity said, “If I have to!” How many went willingly and joyfully? They were human just as we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am guilty of being reluctant because of the thorns along my path of life. His seeds fall into my thorn patch and the cares of the world choke out my time with Jesus. I am guilty. Please forgive me, Lord. I do not want to be this way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-5652952260537298273?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/5652952260537298273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=5652952260537298273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/5652952260537298273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/5652952260537298273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2007/01/prayer-and-thorns.html' title='Prayer and Thorns'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-8868731069026412209</id><published>2006-12-27T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T09:24:19.370-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unusual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strange'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prophets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kingdom of God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ephod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religious'/><title type='text'>The Strangeness of a Prophet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I was sitting at Super One Deli this morning early and the thoughts of how strange prophets were kept going through my mind. Of course when that happens, one must write it all down. Here is what I came up with to peak your thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;When you see a person in your church who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;1. dresses in an unusual way, or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;2. says very different things and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3. has an unusual way of acting to communicate, or express himself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;you can guess this might be a prophet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Most prophets have been abused somehow or other. They are oftentimes abused by the religious people in the church. They are misunderstood by their families and can even be abused by them. An example of this would be the father who expected his son to be a football player, but the kid turns out to be a delicate child who writes and creates poetry so the father rejects him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The Bible is full of examples of strange prophetic people. Abraham was a prophet who was fearful. He heard God's voice (that was really strange in his time). He was also a very fearful man who allowed his wife to be placed in a harem to protect his own skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Jacob was a prophet. He was so conniving that he wrestled with the angel of the Lord to get a blessing when he was already blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Elijah wore camel's hair and a leather belt. He dressed just like a caveman in a time when people did not dress like that. He also did unusual actions like his exposure of the prophets of Baal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;David took his clothes off and danced in his undies before the Ark of the Covenant. He also wore an ephod and went before the mercy seat even though he was not a priest, nor was he from the tribe of Levi. Strange!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Isaiah and Jeremiah both did weird things like lying on one side, pointing toward the city, walking around in their undies, walking to a river miles away to put a piece of cloth under a rock and many more other strange actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;John the Baptist dressed just like Elijah and ate weird food. He walked around hollering for people to make way for the kingdom of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;If you run into someone today who does not seem to fit in the box of "Normal Christianity," stop and consider that this person may just be created by God for a special purpose, and their life might be saying something to you that God wants you to know.Be nice to a prophet today... God will love you for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-8868731069026412209?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/8868731069026412209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=8868731069026412209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/8868731069026412209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/8868731069026412209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2006/12/strangeness-of-prophet.html' title='The Strangeness of a Prophet'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-6153836406523675770</id><published>2006-12-15T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T09:25:27.629-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israelites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wilderness'/><title type='text'>Walking in the Wilderness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Ah, Lord, you are so clever. I thank you so much for all you do for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I am so grateful today, dear bloggers. I have walked through a long hard wilderness. I am not complaining. It is just difficult to feel so parched and dry when you want to get on with what you are doing and being for the Lord. All wilderness walks are for a purpose though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Remember the Israelites? They also went on a wilderness walk, one that lasted for forty years! Wow, everyone who was complaining and full of unbelief died in the desert! That is what is to happen to us when we go through the wilderness. We do not literally physically die, but we die to self and get rid of the bad attitudes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I received a wonderful word from the Lord years ago about this very thing. He wants us to die to self. Complaints are always against him even though we may not think that they are. When we groan and moan, we are really saying that we do not like where God has us, or what he has provided for us, or what he is doing in our life right now. It is the exact opposite of 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18: Rejoice evermore; pray without ceasing; in everything give thanks, for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you. If we all just took that to heart, we would find we had less trouble in our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Anyway, as I said, I have walked through this wilderness for a long time. I hope that the flesh has died and that I am near the boarder of this wilderness. I sure feel as if I am. God has used little things here and there to show me that just maybe it is around the corner that I will step into a new and better walk with him. This will be a walk with Jesus at the helm, and I will have my eyes fastened on his glorious face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Be blessed today, loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-6153836406523675770?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/6153836406523675770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=6153836406523675770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/6153836406523675770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/6153836406523675770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2006/12/walking-in-wilderness.html' title='Walking in the Wilderness'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-1591522635952997940</id><published>2006-12-13T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T09:26:05.651-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tsunami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flesh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Awake, Church, Awake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad that in God's kingdom we still have so many fragments of flesh hanging around. I never could see it myself. Were we not impregnated with that perfect and incorruptible seed which is to grow within us just as it grew in Mary 2000 years ago? Are we not supposed to be walking in love, seeing the heart and Jesus in everyone rather than wearing our protective quills and armor of damning words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, dear God, please help us. Please get the church to a place where we are walking with you instead of walking with our own thoughts, desires and ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for the mouths to be shut, the hearts to be open, the fear to die down, the peace to come and the love to rise up. May it swell like a huge Tsunami and wash over the church today... those who are walking in love and those who are not walking in love! Go get 'em, Lord.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4695338461757595627-1591522635952997940?l=jrslilythought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/feeds/1591522635952997940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4695338461757595627&amp;postID=1591522635952997940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/1591522635952997940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4695338461757595627/posts/default/1591522635952997940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrslilythought.blogspot.com/2006/12/awake-church-awake.html' title='Awake, Church, Awake!'/><author><name>jrslily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13032824681678107815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4695338461757595627.post-2484641344418839996</id><published>2006-12-10T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T09:27:11.014-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relax'/><title type='text'>The Rest of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/8171/573161433320018/1600/132032/bridge%20in%20woods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/8171/573161433320018/320/126125/bridge%20in%20woods.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;I went to the Osteopath the other day and he talked to me about relaxing. My body will not heal unless I am in a state of relaxation.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" &gt;hmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;.... The Bible says "rest." So naturally I looked up the word rest in the concordance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Rest = to settle down, to colonize, to desist, cease, give rest, to make quiet, to cause striving to desist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Thinking about rest led me to think about the Scripture in Psalm 46:10 that says to "be still and know that I am God." I looked up the words "be still."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Be still = to slacken, forsake, idle, be slothful, be weak, relax, withdraw, let go, to be quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;This be still is related to a Hebrew word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" &gt;rapha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt; as in Jehovah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" &gt;Rapha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" &gt;Rapha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt; means to mend, cure, heal, repair, to make whole!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" &gt;Wahhooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;! In order for us to get well, we need to learn to come before the Lord and be quiet so that he can love us and touch us and cover us with his hand and his glory. I do believe that I am learning and changing. god has been working and working to move me from being driven, works oriented and always striving to a person who can sit idle and begin to know that he is God. That is a miracle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Now in case you are wondering why that picture for this blog, I will tell you. I have some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" &gt;CDs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt; of the sounds of the forest and some sounds of water with some lovely soft music added to it. I love this picture that I found somewhere and it epitomizes to me the beautiful sounds that I hear on those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" &gt;CDs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;. Although you cannot see any water, the bridge kind of hints that there is water flowing under it. I could spend all day in this beautiful place listening to the sounds of the forest and God's beautiful creation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Thank you, Lord, for all you are teaching me... 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