<?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-2025874283922062090</id><updated>2011-08-01T08:13:18.199-04:00</updated><category term='salvation'/><category term='salmonella'/><category term='Hannah Whitall Smith'/><category term='Experiencing the Spirit'/><category term='Testimonies'/><category term='peace'/><category term='curve balls'/><category term='cookies'/><category term='voice of God'/><category term='Miracle'/><category term='peanut butter'/><category term='encouragement'/><category term='endurance'/><category term='death of a vision'/><category term='turning loss into opportunity'/><category term='fast food'/><category term='Henry Blackaby'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='Leslie Ludy'/><category term='faith'/><category term='indecision'/><category term='betrayal'/><category term='decisions'/><category term='despair'/><category term='hope'/><category term='praying with authority'/><category term='obedience'/><category term='Divine Appointments'/><category term='perfection'/><category term='God&apos;s provision'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='Healing'/><category term='The God of All Comfort'/><category term='entertainment'/><category term='storms of life'/><category term='praise'/><category term='discernment'/><category term='loneliness'/><category term='trials and testing'/><category term='knowing God&apos;s will'/><category term='finding God'/><category term='freedom from fear'/><category term='suffering'/><category term='discouragement'/><category term='brokenness'/><category term='evangelism'/><title type='text'>Faith Builder</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-6386610063139258764</id><published>2010-10-19T12:02:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T19:37:13.674-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The God of All Comfort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discouragement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hannah Whitall Smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='despair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curve balls'/><title type='text'>Curve Balls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/TL3GveVJR4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/76PjmuodL58/s1600/curveball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/TL3GveVJR4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/76PjmuodL58/s400/curveball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529794436378740610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;What do we do with life's curve balls?  You expected one thing and ended up with something entirely different. You did not see it coming. You assumed life would go well today and then it didn't. Disappointment,  confusion, discouragement, or despair set in. They plant their feet in your mind and sit down hard on your heart. What to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Do you know that Christ had tough days too? Listen to this:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;.in the days of His flesh, when He had offered up prayers and supplications, with vehement cries and tears to Him who heard because of His godly fear, though He was a Son, yet He learned obedience by the things which He suffered" (Hebrews 5:7-8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Somehow I've never pictured Christ praying with vehement cries and tears, except right before His crucifixion. That Scripture caught me by surprise. How does He know what we are feeling on our worst days? Because He has felt the same way too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Who better to take our despair, our tears to than Jesus? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;He knows what you are feeling  right now, not just because He knows your thoughts, but also because He  experienced those exact feelings when He appeared in the flesh on planet  Earth.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Vehement cries and tears - those are pretty intense emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I do not enjoy crying (who does?), I know that it is God's means of washing away the pain and hurt, the disappointment and despair. It cleanses our souls. It relieves the emotional pressure that builds up quite naturally when life throws us a curve ball, especially one that lasts weeks, months or years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a family friend who has dealt with a medical condition in a family member for decades, yet has never been heard to complain. He diligently goes about his day serving people with a smile and modeling Christ to friends and strangers. His focus is not on himself, but on Christ and others. He was abandoned by his best friend more than 40 years ago, yet at that friend's funeral he stood up in the church and voiced the highest compliments about that friend, never mentioning to those gathered to pay their respects that he had not seen him in all those years. I will always admire the way he handled those curve balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two things that I learned from family and friends that have served me well through the dozens of discouraging and disappointing twists and turns in my life - persevere and never give up. In every trial we have an opportunity to learn to obey and to undergo the refining that fashions us in the image of Christ, if we do not quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ modeled obedience through suffering. In John 14 and 16 He tells us that He has given us the Holy Spirit to guide us through this maze of life. We are not alone. The Holy Spirit is our comforter and counselor. Ask for His help. Lean on His strength. You do not need to suffer alone. Lay your head down on the pillow, pour out your heart to Jesus. He's listening. When you've dried your tears, ask what He wants you to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any trouble, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God (I Corinthians 1:3-4).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone you can now encourage with the comfort you have received?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are still struggling, there is a great book that might lift your spirits, The God of All Comfort, by Hannah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Whitall&lt;/span&gt; Smith. Whenever I pick up that book, I can randomly turn to any page and find encouragement from her words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let life's curve balls knock you out of the game. Persevere. Don't quit. Move through it leaning on Christ and His Word. Be obedient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot lose if you do not give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="if(typeof(jsCall)=='function'){jsCall();}else{setTimeout('jsCall()',500);}" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="if(typeof(jsCall)=='function'){jsCall();}else{setTimeout('jsCall()',500);}" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="if(typeof(jsCall)=='function'){jsCall();}else{setTimeout('jsCall()',500);}" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="if(typeof(jsCall)=='function'){jsCall();}else{setTimeout('jsCall()',500);}" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="if(typeof(jsCall)=='function'){jsCall();}else{setTimeout('jsCall()',500);}" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2025874283922062090-6386610063139258764?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/6386610063139258764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=6386610063139258764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/6386610063139258764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/6386610063139258764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2010/10/curve-balls.html' title='Curve Balls'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/TL3GveVJR4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/76PjmuodL58/s72-c/curveball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-4373584675743976539</id><published>2010-06-24T09:58:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T11:09:13.807-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turning loss into opportunity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='betrayal'/><title type='text'>A Hole or a Window?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/TCNwjcsDi2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/zQPXDWcvOG4/s1600/2445714735_1efb4d8b0e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/TCNwjcsDi2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/zQPXDWcvOG4/s400/2445714735_1efb4d8b0e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486352525366102882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I was reminded this morning of a lunch I shared with my nieces when they were very young.  I was helping them make peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. When we pulled out the second slice of bread and put it on the top of one of the sandwiches, one of my nieces got very upset.  "It has a hole in it!" she cried. Sure enough there was a one inch 'gaping' hole in the slice of bread. What was intended to be a delicious lunch turned into a mini disaster for her. The sandwich was not what she expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"That's not a hole, that's a window," I exclaimed enthusiastically. "Look. You can see right into your sandwich. Isn't that amazing?" I looked intently into the 'window' and she followed suit.  The mealtime disaster had suddenly been transformed into a fascinating science experiment. And she was the proud owner of a very special, very unique lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;So what 'holes' are threatening to steal your joy today? Have you lost a job or a friend? Did someone back out of a commitment?  Did your plans get canceled? &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Are you staring at a hole in your life and wondering how it will be filled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Perhaps there's another way to look at a loss. It's healthy to acknowledge the pain of disappointment, but keep it brief. Dwelling on it makes it worse. It magnifies the heartache and gives birth to discouragement. Allowing discouragement to linger leads to self pity and eventually depression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;We need to learn how to minimize the 'holes' in our lives so they do not become holes in our souls that need major repairs.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;How can we turn the hole into a window?  If we've lost a friend, it's painful but it's not the end of the world, even if our feelings are telling us it is. Feelings are real but they can lie to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we do not want to be swallowed up in sadness and self pity, we need to choose to rise above our situation. It is a choice that requires &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;commitment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; on our part&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; If we do nothing but dwell on the pain, we will slide backwards into the pit of despair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;action&lt;/span&gt; is to humble ourselves and ask God what He wants for us. If we need a new job, ask God for connections and doors of opportunity. He might direct us to volunteer somewhere. We will be blessed and so will others. It turns the hole into a window of blessing. If we've lost a friend, ask God who to befriend.  We might be surprised at who God picks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;commitment&lt;/span&gt; is to determine in our hearts that we will obey what He is showing us to do.  Then do it promptly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the hole caused by a hurtful remark or betrayal from someone close to our hearts? The first action is to forgive and ask God to heal the hurt.  The first commitment is to determine to pray blessings on that person. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hole created by the loss of a friend becomes a window of opportunity for God to bring someone new into our lives that we might not have received had we been preoccupied with the other friendship. God is always moving us forward into new relationships to bless us and to bless others through us. That new friend is out there waiting...if we are open to seeing our 'hole' as a window of blessing.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hole caused by betrayal is a window through which we come to understand our own sins and God's unconditional love. We understand the Cross and Jesus' sacrifice for us when we experience what He experienced.  As God heals our hearts, we become His vessels for sharing His love with others who have also been betrayed. Betrayal produces humility and sacrificial love that we would not learn any other way. It is a window into God's heart for us. It is a window through which we can relate to the brokenhearted all around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. These have come so that your faith - of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire - may be proved genuine and may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;I Peter 1:6-7&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you should suffer for what is right, you are blessed&lt;/span&gt;. I Peter 3:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2025874283922062090-4373584675743976539?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/4373584675743976539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=4373584675743976539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/4373584675743976539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/4373584675743976539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2010/06/hole-or-window.html' title='A Hole or a Window?'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/TCNwjcsDi2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/zQPXDWcvOG4/s72-c/2445714735_1efb4d8b0e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-2959419182718990200</id><published>2010-02-27T13:12:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T07:47:41.192-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voice of God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obedience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leslie Ludy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry Blackaby'/><title type='text'>Man's wisdom vs. God's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/S4llS18X5sI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mXYmxwIHNfM/s1600-h/Picture_ofThreeCrosses_atSunset_photographer_Ian_Britton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/S4llS18X5sI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mXYmxwIHNfM/s400/Picture_ofThreeCrosses_atSunset_photographer_Ian_Britton.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442992999046309570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;"If any person wills to come after Me, let him deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow Me" (Luke 9:23). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What does it mean for us individually to take up our cross daily and follow Christ?  Author Leslie Ludy writes, "I can either claim my life as my own and do what my flesh desires, or I can submit my entire existence to Him. The more I yield to His Spirit, the more I am able, by His supernatural grace, to live the set-apart life He has called me to live." Taking up our cross daily means that our jobs, our time and our lives no longer belong to us, but to God to do with as He will for His glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following three biblical events have one thing in common: Noah building an ark, Joshua leading God's people to march around Jericho seven times quietly then shouting, and Gideon reducing his army of 32,000 down to 300 before fighting the Midianites who numbered over 100,000 men. These events make no sense to our logical human reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has a Plan A for our lives, but sometimes His answers to our questions or problems do not make sense to us. Romans 8:6 (Amplified) reads,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;"Now the mind of the flesh [which is sense and reason without the Holy Spirit] is death.... But the mind of the Holy Spirit is life and peace both now and forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan B is when we take it upon ourselves to apply human wisdom and reasoning to our problems without the influence and submission to the leading of the Holy Spirit. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;"But God has chosen the foolish things of the world to put to shame the wise, and God has chosen the weak things of the world to put to shame the things which are mighty. Why? So no mortal man can boast" (I Cor 1:26).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Saul had a Plan B when he attached the Amalekites. Instead of doing as the Lord commanded (kill all the enemy and their livestock), he spared their king and saved the best livestock to sacrifice to God. That made sense to Saul until Samuel pointed out his disobedience. Saul's response was, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;"I have sinned...because I feared the people and obeyed their voice." As a result, God rejected Saul from being king.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry Blackaby writes, "...Isaiah 55:8-9 indicates the best human thinking is far below God's wisdom: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;'For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,' declares the Lord."&lt;/span&gt; If we want God's best for our lives, if we desire to please our Lord, then there will be many times when His solutions will not make sense and will require faith and sacrifice on our part. Are we obeying the voice of the people based on fear of what others might think or say? Are we obeying the voice of our flesh [sense and reason without the Holy Spirit]? Or are we listening and obeying the voice of the Lord out of love and reverence for Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we willing to be fools for Christ or fools for satan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2025874283922062090-2959419182718990200?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/2959419182718990200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=2959419182718990200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/2959419182718990200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/2959419182718990200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2010/02/mans-wisdom-vs-gods.html' title='Man&apos;s wisdom vs. God&apos;s'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/S4llS18X5sI/AAAAAAAAAEw/mXYmxwIHNfM/s72-c/Picture_ofThreeCrosses_atSunset_photographer_Ian_Britton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-8488768671035991696</id><published>2009-11-11T14:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T09:47:29.119-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowing God&apos;s will'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obedience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experiencing the Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Henry Blackaby'/><title type='text'>Tough Question, Tough Answer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SvsS2VdgEKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/16cXx0EDo8A/s1600-h/+Q+mark.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SvsS2VdgEKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/16cXx0EDo8A/s400/+Q+mark.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402932902644158626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;How hungry are we to know God's will? How many times have we said, or heard someone else say, "If only I knew what God wanted me to do, I would do it"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;There are numerous books on how to determine God's will in our lives. Right now there are a lot of high school seniors wondering which colleges to apply to and which major to choose. Or perhaps you are struggling with whether to stay in your current situation or switch to another. Whatever it is, do we really, really want to know His will?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I am reading a fascinating book by Henry and Melvyn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Blackaby&lt;/span&gt; entitled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Experiencing the Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;. Here's what made a huge impression on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Our relationship with Christ is the key. We must know Christ well enough that we already know our answer before He tells us the assignment. The more you know Him the more the answer to any assignment will be 'Yes, Lord'."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Let's think about what the authors are challenging us to consider. Without knowing God's will, can we truthfully say to God, "Whatever You ask me to do, I will do it"? Or, "Whatever college You want me to attend, I'll go there." Or, "God, if You want me to quit my job, I will."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The authors point out that we must not look at our talents, our personalities, or our desires in order to determine if we will obey God or not. If we really understand who He is, and what His word says, then we must rely on His supply for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; our needs in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt; assignment. He's simply looking for a heart of obedience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And my God will liberally supply (fill to the full) your every need according to His riches in glory in Christ Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Philippians 4:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Is He really Lord of our lives, or do we merely obey when it's convenient and within the scope of our abilities? Or our bank account? Or when it's not too much of a stretch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The authors challenge the reader with the notion that perhaps God may choose not to reveal His will to us in a certain situation because He already knows our heart is not one of obedience in that area. Could it be His mercy to be silent?  Could it be His mercy to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;withhold&lt;/span&gt; the knowledge of His will because it would be better for us not to have known His will rather than to know it and then choose not to obey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I am struggling with some decisions right now. Maybe you are, too. I want to know God's heart on each decision. After reading portions of this book, I am challenged to say, "Yes" to God, before He even tells me what His will is. I want to be stretched to new levels of spiritual maturity. How about you?  Is anything too hard for God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2025874283922062090-8488768671035991696?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/8488768671035991696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=8488768671035991696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/8488768671035991696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/8488768671035991696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2009/11/tough-question-tough-answer.html' title='Tough Question, Tough Answer'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SvsS2VdgEKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/16cXx0EDo8A/s72-c/+Q+mark.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-4156968172509197315</id><published>2009-10-21T12:26:00.023-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T13:31:34.945-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brokenness'/><title type='text'>Broken Shells or Perfection?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/St-pe_E6l-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/isLa3fAuPzg/s1600-h/shells.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/St-pe_E6l-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/isLa3fAuPzg/s400/shells.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395217228406364130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;One of my treasured moments is to spend time on the beach listening to God, watching the ocean rise and fall and contemplating His creation. On one of those occasions I was walking along looking for some beautiful shells to take back to my children. Without giving it much thought, I shot up a quick prayer. "Lord, would you help me find some perfect shells?"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;I was not expecting the answer I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I prefer the broken ones."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very clear response but a puzzling one.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why the broken ones?" I answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;"It's the broken ones who know they need Me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Food for thought for sure. Brokenness. Aren't we all trying to avoid that? Isn't God supposed to protect us?  Yet God says that the broken ones are those who realize their need for Him.  Our tendency toward self-reliance and self-sufficiency does not draw us closer to our Creator, it drives us farther away. It gives us a false sense of security and control.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of a beautiful vase representing ourselves. We can make the outside look so attractive to impress others and make ourselves feel good, but we can be empty on the inside.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;What about a clay jar that has been broken, some of the pieces missing, and glued back together? When we have been broken, there are crevices and cracks through which God's light can shine toward others, drawing them closer to the Christ in us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Being broken is not pleasant, but necessary. In our brokenness we can be a window that allows others to see God in us, or we can choose to hide under a bushel basket and pretend that we have everything under control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I Corinthians 4: 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;When men revile us [wound us with an accursed sting], we bless them. When we are persecuted, we take it patiently and endure it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Matthew 5:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blessed are you when people revile you and persecute you and say all kinds of evil things against you falsely on My account. Be glad and supremely joyful, for your reward in heaven is great, for in this same way people persecuted the prophets who were before you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Many of us struggle with perfectionism. But God keeps showing me that He loves transparency. If we are to draw others to Christ, we will be broken over and over. We will fail. We will make mistakes.  We need not be ashamed of sharing that brokenness when led to do so. Who are we more likely to feel comfortable around? Is it perfect people, or those who share their struggles? Did the Pharisees demonstrate God's heart or the woman with the alabaster jar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True story. I was at a Messianic Jewish synagogue attending a service many years ago. A total stranger leaned over to me and said, "Myrrh has to be crushed to release its fragrance." That was all he said, but it was all that needed to be said. At that time I was enduring a 'crushing'  or breaking. If we are to be the aroma (or fragrance) of Christ, we need to go through this process over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;II Corinthians 4:7-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body. For we who are alive are always being given over to death for Jesus' sake, so that his life may be revealed in our mortal body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I agree with you - I don't want to go through all that either. But while we are on this planet, and if we are to call ourselves Christians (little Christs) it is inevitable. The good news is that you cannot lose if you don't quit. We have a choice.  Let us be the fragrance of Christ. The world needs that and so do we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2025874283922062090-4156968172509197315?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/4156968172509197315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=4156968172509197315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/4156968172509197315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/4156968172509197315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2009/10/broken-shells-or-perfection.html' title='Broken Shells or Perfection?'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/St-pe_E6l-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/isLa3fAuPzg/s72-c/shells.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-704829264996944013</id><published>2009-10-07T19:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T19:48:02.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="preview"&gt;&lt;h1 style="display: block;"&gt;Are You Up There, God?&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;div style="display: block;" id="previewbody"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/Ss0oBnhu8bI/AAAAAAAAAEI/hrlYwtR9Bp8/s1600-h/step+ladder+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 93px; height: 124px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/Ss0oBnhu8bI/AAAAAAAAAEI/hrlYwtR9Bp8/s400/step+ladder+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390008337287803314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CJane%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;What do step ladders and Christian growth have in common?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, I didn’t know either until the Lord showed me this picture. Imagine your Christian walk is similar to standing on a step ladder, say on a middle step. You have been there for a while and you have become comfortable spiritually. Life is going reasonably well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then, unexpectedly, something not so wonderful happens to you or a family member. It might be an illness, failing a class, losing a dear friend, or a financial blow.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It takes you by surprise. All of sudden it feels like the rug has been pulled out from under you, or like the step you are standing on has been shattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;When God breaks the step you are on, you have three choices. You can step up the ladder and draw closer to God - trust Him when the crisis doesn’t make sense, hold on to Him and ride out the storm, remain faithful to Him and pray it through. That’s the first choice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Or you can fall back to a lower step. In other words, instead of growing spiritually you spend less time with God, read your Bible less, and turn to things that will ‘get you through this mess’ like overeating, spending more time on the Internet, and/or watching more videos or TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The third option is to jump off the ladder. If we allow ourselves to become bitter and angry at God because of the crisis, it’s like bailing out on your faith, or jumping completely off the path to spiritual maturity.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Having this picture in mind has helped me many times to avoid the very human tendency to bail out or hide out. When each crisis comes I have to remind myself that I can trust God in all circumstances even when I don’t understand why or how the crisis happened. It’s not easy. But we cannot stay in the same place in life and grow spiritually. Standing still eventually becomes back sliding. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We need to keep moving upward if we are to continue growing closer to God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So what will it be the next time things seem to go haywire in our lives? Will we be committed to step up closer to God and seek Him with more intensity, or will we back slide down a step, or jump off the ladder and call it quits? At some point in my life I have tried each of the three options.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have never regretted stepping up the ladder but I have &lt;i style=""&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; regretted choosing the other two options. There are awesome things to see and learn on the next step up, if we will just hang on and seek Him with all our heart, soul, mind and strength. It’s not easy, but it is rewarding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Peter 1:6-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;…though now for a little while you may be distressed by trials and suffer temptations, so that [the genuineness] of your faith may be tested, which is infinitely more precious than the perishable gold which is tested and purified by fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Peter 4:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Beloved, do not be amazed and bewildered at the fiery ordeal which is taking place to test your quality, as though something strange were befalling you. But insofar as you are sharing Christ’s sufferings, rejoice, so that when His glory is revealed, you may also rejoice with triumph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do we really trust Him as Lord in all things? If so, let us step up, and draw closer to Him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Peter 5:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to His eternal glory in Christ Jesus, will Himself complete and make you what you ought to be, establish and ground you securely, and strengthen, and settle you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2025874283922062090-704829264996944013?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/704829264996944013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=704829264996944013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/704829264996944013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/704829264996944013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2009/10/are-you-up-there-god-normal-0-false.html' title=''/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/Ss0oBnhu8bI/AAAAAAAAAEI/hrlYwtR9Bp8/s72-c/step+ladder+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-9069093374014168919</id><published>2009-08-22T20:33:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T21:20:08.181-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death of a vision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trials and testing'/><title type='text'>Death of a Vision</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SpCVEOKEMtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/EoBOavg2TC8/s1600-h/World_Spain_Valley_fog_Spain_007975_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SpCVEOKEMtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/EoBOavg2TC8/s320/World_Spain_Valley_fog_Spain_007975_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372958255205331666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Do you feel like you are in God's waiting room, wondering when He's going to call you back and deliver on one of His promises? Take a ticket, take a seat...but it seems like your number never comes up. Everything seems to come easily to others, but not you. It's somewhat like circling the airport and your plane never gets to the number one spot to land.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture that God gave me about hard times and waiting. It helps for me to review it as I, too, am waiting for some promises to be released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you are standing on a mountain next to Jesus. He takes your hand and starts to walk you down toward the valley. As you descend a layer of fog appears. Clouds blanket the valley below obscuring your vision. Soon you are both engulfed in the fog. Although you can feel your hand in His, you have trouble seeing Jesus clearly. After a short while you reach the valley, but it is totally black as if the sun has set and it's a moonless, starless night. You cannot even see your hand in front of your face. You also realize that you no longer sense His presence.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the valley of the death of a vision. Many give up and miss receiving God's best.  A month, a year, or perhaps many years ago God promised something - healing, restoration of a relationship or financial turn around. Yet no amount of prayer or faith seems to bring results. In fact, difficult circumstances have inserted themselves right when you were expecting a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Did God change His mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oswald Chambers talk about death of a vision in his devotional, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;My Utmost for His Highest.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;During this phase of waiting, it seems as if God has either left or changed His mind. However, this is a time of testing. In the valley, God tests our faith. He molds us, hammers us and refines us into the image of His Son.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the picture referred to earlier, the Lord showed me that if I wait in the dark and trust Him and His word, if I hang on to His promise and add my faith to it, there will come a time when Jesus reaches up and pulls a little chain and a small light comes on. Then I can see crates stacked here and there as if we are in a dimly lit warehouse. Jesus walks over to one and opens it up. Inside is a gift for me - a spiritual gift. Another crate is opened and it contains the promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When the picture was complete, I asked the Lord, "Why is there fog covering the valley of darkness?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Would you willingly go there if you could see the dark times coming?",  He asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Would any of us volunteer for the crisis we just came through or the next one waiting around the corner? Probably not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The  Word talks about treasures hidden in the darkness. We get to see those treasures when we abide in (lean on, trust in and totally rely on) Him. In the valley of the death of a vision, we need to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;"Be still and know that I am God (Psalm 46:10)."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it easy to wait? Not for me. Waiting is a test of our faith. We need to ask God what He is trying to teach us during this time.   Sadly, many get angry at God, give up and decide to do life their own way. We have to guard against bitterness and resentment, too. Discipline and hardship are not fun, but God disciplines those He loves as a father disciplines a child. Happiness is fleeting and does not teach us anything. True joy comes when we walk with Him through the dark valleys with a teachable heart and come up out of the darkness more spiritually mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Here are some promises from God:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;[Amplified translation]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I will not in any way fail you nor give you up nor leave you without support. [I will] not, [I will] not, [I will] not in any degree leave you helpless nor forsake nor let [you] down [relax My hold on] you!  (Hebrews 13:5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;My God will liberally supply your every need according to His riches in glory i n Christ Jesus. (Philippians 4:19)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;But seek first of all His kingdom and His righteousness and then all these things taken together will be given to you besides. (Matthew 6:33)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What can we do while we are in God's waiting room? Meditation on God's Word, prayer, and praise and worship are all faith builders while waiting for the 'darkness' to dissipate.  Knowing there are treasures hidden in the darkness comforts me when I feel all alone in a crisis or time of testing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key to remember is that God does not forget His promises if we are faithful and obedient. He never forsakes us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we pass the test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/2025874283922062090-9069093374014168919?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/9069093374014168919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=9069093374014168919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/9069093374014168919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/9069093374014168919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2009/08/death-of-vision.html' title='Death of a Vision'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SpCVEOKEMtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/EoBOavg2TC8/s72-c/World_Spain_Valley_fog_Spain_007975_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-2109835386947420508</id><published>2009-07-19T18:59:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T19:50:12.733-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fast food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s provision'/><title type='text'>God's Idea of Fast Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SmOxBvZj8GI/AAAAAAAAADo/pBmrJJuMPVE/s1600-h/Sfiha_aberta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SmOxBvZj8GI/AAAAAAAAADo/pBmrJJuMPVE/s320/Sfiha_aberta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360322624962687074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;We just got back from a mission trip to South America and something 'funny' happened while we were going to lunch at a mall. I was leading a group of young adults into the food court area. There must have been 10-15 different places to eat and everyone wanted to check out the local cuisine. As we passed by the first few eateries, I got a funny sense that I was to stop and wait on the Lord. By the time I obeyed we were all standing in the main aisle of the mall next to a large area filled with tables and people eating their lunch.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I explained to my group that I had to wait upon the Lord and encouraged them to move on and get their food.  They spread out and soon disappeared from sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I stood there asking God what He was trying to show me. No answer. No sense whatever why God would have me simply stand next to those tables. I looked up and down the aisle to see if there was someone He wanted me to run into. No one appeared. All my questions went unanswered but the sense that I should not move continued. I checked my watch. Time for lunch was running out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I like to eat frequently and the next meal would not be for many, many hours, I was tempted to go and stand in line at one of the counters and come back with my food.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;But the impression that I was not to move never lifted. It made no sense. But then a lot of the Bible stories didn't make sense at the time. Take Gideon, for example. If you were facing an enemy army of several hundred thousand warriors, would you decrease your army to 300? That's what God asked Gideon to do - and he won! Of course, that was the only way God would get the credit for the victory. If Gideon's army had outnumbered the enemy's then Gideon and his army would have been patting themselves on the back.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;So just because it didn't make sense to me, didn't mean it wasn't God. God was teaching me to obey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Romans 8:6 (Amplified translation)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now the mind of the flesh [which is sense and reason without the Holy Spirit] is death [death that comprises all the miseries arising from sin, both here and hereafter]. But the mind of the [Holy] Spirit is life and [soul] peace [both now and forever].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been one of my life verses.  If something isn't logical or immediately understandable I get a confirmation to be sure it's from God, and if it is confirmed, then the next step is obedience. I had to ignore the questioning looks from the youth who didn't understand why God would have me stop at that spot and do nothing but wait on Him. I had to give up the idea of having lunch that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;But God.  I'm not sure how long I stood there but it was probably 20 minutes. Long enough to use up the time needed to stand in line for my food at one of the 'fast' food places. Strangely enough I had peace about skipping lunch. I trusted God would sustain me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;But God. As I continued to wait and wonder along came some other team members with their lunch trays. Not the group I started out with, but another group from our bus. Five of them came right to where I was standing and sat down at the table next to me.  They asked me to join them, so I did. The young woman sitting to my right had a large platter piled high with 8 different kinds of middle eastern 'pizzas'.  "I don't know why I bought all this food," she said with wonder in her voice.  She is petite and one would think when looking at her that one or two of those 'pizza's would suffice. But she had purchased eight. She began to offer them to everyone at the table.  I took a small portion of one and ate it. By the time everyone else had finished their lunches, she still had two more 'pizzas' uneaten. She offered them to me. They were delicious. Then it was time to head back to our bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Interesting. As we waited in the lobby to load the bus, I met up with one of my original team members who asked me why I thought God had me stop and do nothing. When I told her what happened, she looked at me and said with authority, "God was showing you that He was providing your lunch today."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt the love of God when she said that. God had me obey something that didn't make sense just so He could bless me with lunch provided by someone else. I realized that it was His way of saying, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Be anxious in nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;...." {Philippians 4:6} It was His way of saying, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do not be anxious or worried about what you will eat or drink...."&lt;/span&gt; {Matthew 6:25}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;It's one thing to read the Word of God, and another to live it. God was giving me a practical application of His Word. As the trip continued I applied what I had learned that day in the mall and stayed peaceful regardless of what was going on around me. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;in a deeper way that God would supply all my needs and direct my path. It was the most relaxed I have ever been on a mission trip. No need to worry or be anxious. It was a very pragmatic way to learn that God is our provision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2025874283922062090-2109835386947420508?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/2109835386947420508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=2109835386947420508' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/2109835386947420508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/2109835386947420508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2009/07/gods-idea-of-fast-food.html' title='God&apos;s Idea of Fast Food'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SmOxBvZj8GI/AAAAAAAAADo/pBmrJJuMPVE/s72-c/Sfiha_aberta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-1915543340578383623</id><published>2009-06-08T19:50:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:16:43.619-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praying with authority'/><title type='text'>Undoing Knots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/Si2kJL69PXI/AAAAAAAAADY/Ii-FUAYwSYg/s1600-h/fig66.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/Si2kJL69PXI/AAAAAAAAADY/Ii-FUAYwSYg/s320/fig66.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345108810484497778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I never did learn how to tie knots. Maybe they didn’t teach that in Girl Scouts when I was a member. But I sure have been in quite a few knotty situations. Assuming we’re all living in the same fallen world, problems, obstacles and hindrances are quite common.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;A couple of years ago I read one of those life changing books. You know the type. It’s a keeper. One you refer back to again and again. Authority in Prayer, by Dutch Sheets, is a must for anyone who wants to see their prayers answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;In Chapter One the author relates a true story of being stuck in an airport waiting in line to check in. For whatever reason the line didn’t move for about 20 minutes and everyone was getting irritable and pushy. About to give up on making his flight on time, Pastor Sheets sends up a desperate prayer. “Lord, do something to stop this chaos and get me on my flight.” To his surprise the Holy Spirit tells him to do something about it. “Move in the authority I have given you….” He was instructed to command the enemy’s hindrances to be ineffective, to declare that he had favor, and that he would be on time to his meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;That scenario fascinated me, so I decided to try that new way of praying. It has been helpful in many situations. On numerous occasions I have stood before a computerized cash register only to have it malfunction when it is my turn to be checked out. Under my breath I pray something like this: “I release the authority of Heaven into this situation. I break the power of the enemy off the equipment in Jesus’ name. I have favor in God’s kingdom.” It’s amazing how many times the register will start functioning again. Same with my home computer. Now I realize that equipment breaks down, and that not everything is a spiritual attack. But if you never think of it at all, you miss the opportunity to exercise your authority over hindrances the enemy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; put in your path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Romans 5:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;If by the transgression of the one {Adam}, death reigned through the one, much more those who receive the abundance of grace and of the gift of righteousness will reign in life through the One, Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 8 tells us that God made man to have dominion over the works of His hands (His creation). &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“You have put all things under his {man’s} feet.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;In John 10:10 the Word says that the enemy comes to steal, kill and destroy but that God wants us to have an abundant life. Why does the enemy get away with his plans? One reason is that we as Christians do not understand the authority God has given us. We haven’t been taught what it is or how to exercise it. It reminds me of a parent who complained that her child was watching a cartoon show that she didn’t think was beneficial for her child. “What can I do?” she asked helplessly. My answer was simple. “Turn it off. You’re the parent.” Unfortunately she hadn’t thought of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Dutch Sheets demonstrates scripturally how and why Christians have authority over their lives. Because of ignorance, we have not known how to use that authority effectively and appropriately. Here’s an example. I had been shopping for several hours with one of my children. When we arrived home, the child complained of foot pain. Since my feet didn’t bother me in the least, I questioned whether this foot pain was real or from the enemy. My child thought it was real because, using reason, it seemed logical that one’s feet should ache after all that walking. The pain felt real. There was a ‘reasonable’ cause and effect. So the child chalked it up to the shopping trip. However, with my new found spiritual weapon, I walked over, put my hand on the feet and commanded, “Pain go away in Jesus’ name.” It left instantly! I was as amazed as my child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;If it’s true that an estimated 80% of symptoms presenting in doctors’ offices are not based in true disease, then we have nothing to lose and everything to gain by commanding symptoms to leave in the name of Jesus. If they don’t, we haven’t lost any time. We can always seek medical help. God uses doctors, medicine and prayers to heal. The enemy is a thief. He will stick his foot in the door and see if we do anything about it. If we don’t, he forces his way into our lives. We need to learn to slam the door on him the minute he gets a toehold. We need to enforce the authority that is rightfully ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;There’s a lot more to learn about this interesting topic, but not enough space to do it justice. So if these thoughts have piqued your interest, please get a copy of Pastor Sheets’ book. We need to stand our ground and take back what is rightfully ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2025874283922062090-1915543340578383623?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/1915543340578383623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=1915543340578383623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/1915543340578383623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/1915543340578383623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2009/06/undoing-knots.html' title='Undoing Knots'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/Si2kJL69PXI/AAAAAAAAADY/Ii-FUAYwSYg/s72-c/fig66.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-8761474620835078846</id><published>2009-05-11T20:14:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:33:48.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP! Unsticking the Stuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SgjOGTI2M5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/pU_dAqQqrtY/s1600-h/glue+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SgjOGTI2M5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/pU_dAqQqrtY/s320/glue+picture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334740366232269714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Do you ever have times when you need to do something, but you just cannot do it? Perhaps it’s a term paper or studying for a test. It might even be something that you believe God wants you to do, but everything within you is shouting, “I can’t do that!” Perhaps it’s because you do not believe you have the ability to accomplish the task at hand. Fear of failure or procrastination might be blocking you. What to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;If you’re human like me, this has probably happened many times. May I share something that has helped me get the job done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;The first time I learned this was in graduate school. I was under the weather, not feeling well mentally or physically. All I wanted to do was crawl into bed and sleep until my health returned. Unfortunately it was the end of the semester and I had a large paper to write and exams to take. I distinctly remember sitting at my dining room table and laying my forehead down on the text book in front of me. I felt defeated even before I started. Ever feel that way? I had a bad case of the “I can’ts.” I couldn’t see any way that I would be feeling better instantly and the deadlines weren’t going to be moved back because of me. As a new Christian I did the only thing I knew to do – pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;My prayer went something like this. “God, I feel awful. I can’t write this paper. I give up. I really need Your help. Please write this paper through me.” That was the gist of the prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Although I probably spent a bit more time complaining about how terrible I felt at the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;So the first step is: identify the problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;The second step is: pray and admit your need for God’s help. That’s the humility part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;The next act is one of faith and action. Open the book, pick up the pen – whatever will start the process. Trust that God has heard and is answering your prayer, even if you do not sense His presence. In my example, I sat up, picked up my pen and began to write from the materials I had gathered in front of me. Nothing earth shaking occurred. There were no thunder claps from heaven. I had committed the problem to God and then moved forward toward the goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;The end result was winning a second place award for my paper (perhaps God wanted me to really, really remember this principle). When I saw what leaning and relying totally on the Lord could do, I began to see that He accomplish far more through me than I can do simply relying on my own talents or strengths. He took what was innately in me and expanded it to a higher level. He did through me what I was unable to do without Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;There’s an expression, “God helps those who help themselves.” To expand on that concept, I would say that God co-labors with us when we humble ourselves, admit our weaknesses, and ask for His help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;In James 4:2a it says, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;“You do not have because you do not ask God. When you ask, you do not receive, because you ask with wrong motives…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;.”&lt;/span&gt; That tells me that if I stayed up all night at a party and then expected God to bail me out with my assignment, it would be asking with wrong motives. When we honestly request help because we are in a situation that is out of our control, or beyond our capabilities, that’s asking with the right motives. If we try to do everything in our own strength, we get the credit. If we ask for God’s help, He gets the glory, not us. I truly believe that God wants us to bring all our problems to Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Psalm 55:22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cast your cares upon the Lord and He will sustain you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Knowing that God actually invites us to unload our problems at His feet and partner with Him helps make our burdens light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Have you ever had a lab partner who expected you to do all the work, or done a school project with someone who didn’t pull their weight? Well, it’s just the opposite with God. He’s welcoming our troubles and concerns with open arms. Run to Him and He will meet you right where you are. He’ll do more with and for you than you could do alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Philippians 4:6-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Do not be anxious in anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which passes all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;If you try it, I would love to know what happens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2025874283922062090-8761474620835078846?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/8761474620835078846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=8761474620835078846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/8761474620835078846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/8761474620835078846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2009/05/help-unsticking-stuck.html' title='HELP! Unsticking the Stuck'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SgjOGTI2M5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/pU_dAqQqrtY/s72-c/glue+picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-8104576008579018121</id><published>2009-04-20T18:45:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:31:26.088-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loneliness'/><title type='text'>How Would You Like to Have Tea With Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/Se0MgZNoCrI/AAAAAAAAACw/0N9ll26Dcko/s1600-h/114-10422%7EThe-Invitation-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/Se0MgZNoCrI/AAAAAAAAACw/0N9ll26Dcko/s320/114-10422%7EThe-Invitation-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326927684912548530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Is there anyone out there that enjoys loneliness???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Being alone and being lonely are two different things, of course. You can feel lonely in a crowd, and you can be full of contentment and peace all by yourself.  Some of us need to recharge our emotional and physical batteries by spending time alone. Those who are more outgoing might find they re-energize by being in a crowd. But all of us have had numerous occasions when we find ourselves lonely - wishing we had someone to connect with on a heart level and not being able to satisfy that need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Loneliness. Does it ever serve a spiritual purpose?  I believe many times it does. Has God ever stepped onto your front porch and rung your doorbell? Has He ever called you on your cell phone or texted you? Probably not. So how does He get your attention? We would love a letter dropped from Heaven right into our laps. Or how about an angelic telegram? Well, I think that loneliness can be God's calling card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;You're in your dorm room and everyone seems to have a date or your friends left for a movie and didn't include you. You find yourself alone and lonely. What to do? Look at your planner. Nothing is written there. Or is there? Perhaps God has written His name in (using invisible ink of course).  Could it be that He has been waiting to spend some quiet time with you and you forgot to pencil His name in? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Revelation 3:20&lt;br /&gt;Behold, I stand at the door and knock; if anyone hears and listens to and heeds My voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and will eat with him, and he [will eat] with Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Sounds an awful lot like an invite to me.  The next time you sit down in the cafeteria and there's no one to talk to, or you're stuck in your dorm room all by yourself, talk to the Lord.  He cares about every detail of your life&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Tell Him everything that's bugging you. Share your heartaches and frustrations.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I Peter 5:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;...casting the whole of your care [all your anxieties, all your worries, all your concerns, once and for all] on Him, for He cares for you affectionately and cares about you watchfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Seems like a pretty good deal to me.  He's the perfect friend. He's the perfect counselor. Try reading John 1 if your Bible is handy. Then ask Him to fill you with His love.  Then ask,  "Lord is there someone that needs encouragement or friendship? Make me a vessel of Your love and show me who to befriend right now."  Then look around and see if you can give away some of God's love to someone else: share a smile or hold a door open, or buy a postcard and send an encouraging note. Ask God for creative ways to bless somebody else that might be lonely, too. Focus outward, not inward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&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/2025874283922062090-8104576008579018121?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/8104576008579018121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=8104576008579018121' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/8104576008579018121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/8104576008579018121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-would-you-like-to-have-tea-with-me.html' title='How Would You Like to Have Tea With Me?'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/Se0MgZNoCrI/AAAAAAAAACw/0N9ll26Dcko/s72-c/114-10422%7EThe-Invitation-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-1171935788440228867</id><published>2009-04-14T11:55:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:30:59.649-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom from fear'/><title type='text'>Freedom from Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SeUPZF8BIQI/AAAAAAAAACo/dwFSUr2RnLc/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SeUPZF8BIQI/AAAAAAAAACo/dwFSUr2RnLc/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324679058200535298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;For whatever reason, I entered my adult years with numerous fears. Since I couldn't deal with them all at once (who can?) God has been gracious to point them out to me when it is time to deal with each one.  An example that comes to mind was my fear of flying.  Although I never really enjoyed traveling by airplane, it didn't become a significant fear until after 9/11.  For four years after that act of terrorism, I refused to get on a plane.  God was patient with me. However, the day came  when I needed to travel to Washington, D.C. (of all places). As I was praying with a prayer partner on the phone, God impressed on my heart that He wanted to set me free from my fear of flying. The problem was, I didn't want to get rid of the fear. Doesn't make sense, does it? My mind rationalized that if I kept the fear, I wouldn't have to actually board a plane. That was my way of staying safe. But relying on fear for one's safety is not God's plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;So after struggling mentally and emotionally with God's offer, I decided to accept. My friend prayed that God would break the fear off, and He did.  Peace replaced the fear, and I was able to make the plane reservations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;That was not the end of the story, however.   One day I was picking up my son from his friend's house. His friend's father is a pilot, and we began a conversation about his work. Without thinking, I repeated what I had often said in the past which was, "I hate flying." Instantly I felt the fear of flying reattach itself to me.  I was mad at myself for declaring a fear from which God had just set me free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;What to do? After confessing my error, God was gracious to set me free again. That's one of the things He loves to do. He doesn't want us walking in bondage to fear or anything else that keeps us from fulfilling His plans for our lives. And He has the power to do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;The next step in 'sealing' the healing, so to speak, was to walk it out. That meant getting on the plane and trusting in faith that we would land safely. Here's the funny part. Not only did I fly on a day when it was snowing but we sat on the runway for quite some time waiting to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-iced. Pink bubbly liquid was being sprayed on the windows and wings while we waited to take off. Not a comforting sight or thought. I actually laughed when I saw it, and thought, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Okay, God, this is really funny. It's not enough for me to just get on this plane, but you are really testing my faith on this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; Obviously we landed safely, and I learned a valuable lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Last summer I had to deal with another fear. God had impressed on my heart to participate in a mission trip to South America. I had been on the same trip the year before but for some reason paralyzing apprehension came over me and I was unable to sign up for the trip. As the deadline to apply approached I knew that I needed prayer. A friend prayed for me over the phone and asked God to show me the source of the fear. Immediately a scary memory surfaced that was related to a traveling experience many years ago in which my personal safety felt threatened. Once the source of the fear was uncovered I was able to pray through the incident using my previous training in inner healing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Isaiah 41:10 (Amplified translation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Fear not (there is nothing to fear), for I AM with you; do not look around you in terror and be dismayed, for I AM your God. I will strengthen  and harden you to difficulties, yes I will help you; yes I will hold you up and retain you with My (VICTORIOUS) right hand of rightness and justice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;That verse assures us that God is always with us. God doesn't want us looking at our circumstances and being frightened. He wants us to keep our eyes on Him and who He is. He is our defender and protector.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; We are to trust Him for our security. Fear imprisons us. But God sent His Son, Jesus Christ, to set the captives free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;The Word of God also says that God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, love and a sound mind.  If fearful thoughts plague my mind, it helps me to declare that Scripture out loud or meditate on it until peace is restored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear is not fun. It's the opposite of faith. These are just a couple of ways that God has helped me conquer fright.  If you have other ways of dealing with it, I would love to hear your comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &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/2025874283922062090-1171935788440228867?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/1171935788440228867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=1171935788440228867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/1171935788440228867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/1171935788440228867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2009/04/freedom-from-fear.html' title='Freedom from Fear'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SeUPZF8BIQI/AAAAAAAAACo/dwFSUr2RnLc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-6855106584985533281</id><published>2009-03-22T21:32:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:04:17.290-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decisions'/><title type='text'>What is the deciding factor?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/ScbqVbDsDPI/AAAAAAAAACg/6zM1Bm6RUsc/s1600-h/check+list+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 119px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/ScbqVbDsDPI/AAAAAAAAACg/6zM1Bm6RUsc/s320/check+list+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316194063918828786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;It's going to cost a lot of money. I don't want to spend the time doing that. It might not be fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;What drives your decisions? Summer approaches. It's time to plan for vacations and summer jobs. Perhaps there is an opportunity for a mission trip or volunteer work. How do you decide what to do? What determines the final choices?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;These last few days have been tough decision making ones for me. As I sought the Lord for wisdom, I became aware of some thoughts that were making it difficult to determine what God wanted me to do.  Despite many hours of prayer, God seemed to be silent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I asked myself three questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;1. Could something be blocking His answer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Many times our thoughts travel through our minds like elevator music. There's a 'song' playing in the background that influences our thoughts on an unconscious level. Indecision frustrated me until my inner ears focused on the 'lyrics' influencing my emotions. 'Lyrics' like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;It might be a lot of work,  I don't think I can do it, or I really don't want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Becoming aware of the thoughts that preceded my prayers was the first step to unblocking God's answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;2. What was driving my decision?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Was God's will my number one priority, or had I allowed money, time, abilities or personal pleasure to usurp His lordship over my choices?  Money warned me about possible lack. Fear eroded confidence in my abilities. Anxiety whispered it really wasn't something I would enjoy doing. I decided to silence them all. I saw them for what they were - idols or strongholds that were dictating my decisions. They were squeezing out God's still small voice and clamoring for my attentions. Indecision and lack of peace were the fruit of listening to the wrong messages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;3. Was I willing to do whatever God asked me to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Once those competing thoughts were identified, confessed and silenced, I waited peacefully for God's answer, unhampered by fear and anxiety.  My unfettered commitment to obey His plans brought a quick answer. I am excited about that plan because those other voices are now silent. The next time I face a tough decision, I plan to tune in to the 'lyrics' in my mind, silence those written by my flesh, and commit to doing whatever God wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;What drives your decisions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Roll your works upon the Lord [commit and trust them wholly to Him; He will cause your thoughts to be agreeable to His will, and] so shall your plans be established and succeed (Proverbs 16:3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2025874283922062090-6855106584985533281?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/6855106584985533281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=6855106584985533281' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/6855106584985533281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/6855106584985533281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-is-deciding-factor.html' title='What is the deciding factor?'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/ScbqVbDsDPI/AAAAAAAAACg/6zM1Bm6RUsc/s72-c/check+list+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-3112070084148836085</id><published>2009-01-28T15:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T15:39:30.161-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salmonella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peanut butter'/><title type='text'>Toss the Cookies, Toss the Peanut Butter, Toss the Files</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SYC_gDp52mI/AAAAAAAAACQ/mZwKHCY2cuc/s1600-h/file+cabinet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SYC_gDp52mI/AAAAAAAAACQ/mZwKHCY2cuc/s320/file+cabinet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296443719245486690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;One of my desires is to have a pure heart. So periodically I find myself asking God to search my heart and show me what needs to be discarded. Has pride crept in? Selfishness? Unforgiveness? If so, repentance sweeps it away, and I ask God to fill the void with the opposite (humility, selflessness, forgiveness).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sometimes a treat can seem very appealing (the latest movie release, a bestselling book), but when scrutinized through the eyes of the Holy Spirit, turns out to be a poisoned cookie (see the last post) or a Trojan horse - innocent in appearance but disguising a trap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The news has recently alerted us that certain forms of peanut butter and products containing them are contaminated with a potentially fatal bacterium called salmonella. Hundreds of consumers have become ill after eating the tainted peanut butter, and a few have died. Stores have been tossing the peanut butter products and consumers have followed suit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;This past week we have been receiving envelopes in the mail marked ‘important tax return document enclosed’. I file them in our 2008 tax file until all have been collected and it’s time to prepare for April 15th. In that file folder I keep a photocopy of an article that details which tax documents to keep and for how long. After so many years, one is free to shred check stubs and receipts without fear of reprisal if audited by the IRS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;There is another file, one that no one sees…except the Holy Spirit. Although a brain surgeon can not find it, it lies hidden in our gray matter somewhere. It’s not stored on a CD or a DVD, although for some people it plays back over and over as if it were. It’s a record; a record of wrongs. Most of us can remember when so and so did such and such to us. Someone’s hurtful comments singed our ears. A close friend betrayed us. Someone we trusted gossiped behind our backs. We’ve all been there. We’ve probably all done something similar ourselves at one time or another. Into our mental file go the memories of wrongs, like records in a juke box. The next time we think about that person, or see the person, an invisible finger presses B 17 and it plays back the hurt as if it were yesterday’s hit song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;May I suggest that it’s time to toss the poison cookies, toss the peanut butter and toss the files? Those past hurts aren’t golden oldies, they’re reconstituted unforgiveness that eventually turns into bitterness and sours not only the relationship but our hearts as well. I know, I know. You’re saying, “It’s easy for her to spout forgiveness. She hasn’t experienced what I’ve been through.” You’re correct. But I have had my own garbage to throw out, and if left untouched, boy does it smell up my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colossians 3:12-13&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Therefore, as the elect of God, holy and beloved, put on tender mercies, kindness, humility, meekness, longsuffering; bearing with one another, and forgiving one another, if anyone has a complaint against another; even as Christ forgave you, so you also must do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Matthew 6:14-15 is sobering and deserves our attention. Jesus said, “For if you forgive men their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you, but if you do not forgive men their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ouch. I sure want God to forgive me when I goof up. Don’t you? Well, let’s give the same forgiveness to our fellow sojourners when they blow it, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Romans 3:23&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;…for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I John 1:9-10&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. If we say that we have not sinned, we make Him a liar, and His word is not in us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;After we get rid of the peanut products, let’s toss the old records. Let’s forgive. Ask the Holy Spirit to search your heart and see if some spring cleaning is in order. Let's invite God into those hurts and allow Him to heal them (in some cases professional or pastoral counseling may be needed). We are the ones who will benefit from the clean up. God’s forgiveness is life restoring and a source of soul peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Race you to the shredder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2025874283922062090-3112070084148836085?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/3112070084148836085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=3112070084148836085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/3112070084148836085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/3112070084148836085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2009/01/toss-cookies-toss-peanut-butter-toss.html' title='Toss the Cookies, Toss the Peanut Butter, Toss the Files'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SYC_gDp52mI/AAAAAAAAACQ/mZwKHCY2cuc/s72-c/file+cabinet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-7229972065662092158</id><published>2008-12-04T20:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T13:44:05.125-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discernment'/><title type='text'>Is there poison in your cookie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/STiIuNcmDvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/pLszu1A55Ok/s1600-h/+Sepia+cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276117290929491698" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 145px; height: 134px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/STiIuNcmDvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/pLszu1A55Ok/s320/+Sepia+cookies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;On frosty winter days I love to bake cookies. The aroma fills the kitchen and brightens my spirits. I look forward to that first warm bite of a freshly baked chocolate chip cookie and the refreshment of a cold glass of milk. Mmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in such abundance in this country. We have the luxury of books, movies and freshly baked cookies. Compared to much of the world, we live like kings and queens. Recently we watched the movie, Ratatouille, in which the main character, Remy (a rat), is delegated to be the food taster for all the rest of the rats because he has a special gift sniffing out rat poison. Before eating any morsels, each rat presents its food to Remy, who determines if it is safe to eat or not – somewhat similar to when kings had food tasters to prevent being poisoned by the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God tells us that our bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit. In other words, we are carriers of the presence of God. What we ‘feed’ ourselves affects the Holy Spirit who dwells within us, and affects our lives as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Peter 1:15-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But as the One Who called you is holy, you yourselves also be holy in all your conduct and manner of living. For it is written, You shall be holy, for I am holy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Are we living holy lives even in the choices we make as to the books we read or which movies we see? “Character and conduct begin in the mind. Our actions are affected by the things we dwell on in our thoughts.” {author unknown} What affects our thoughts? The things we see or experience. That includes books and movies. They aren’t harmless forms of entertainment. Their content influences our thoughts and therefore our character and conduct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ephesians 5:1, 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Therefore, be imitators of God as dear children. Take no part in and have no fellowship with the fruitless deeds and enterprises of darkness, but instead let your lives be so in contrast as to expose and reprove and convict them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;II Corinthians 7:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;….let us cleanse ourselves from everything that contaminates and defiles body and spirit, and bring our consecration to completeness in the (reverential) fear of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;So how do we determine what is safe to ‘consume’? After Jesus died on the cross for our sins, He sent His Holy Spirit to guide and to teach all believers what is good and what is evil (John 14 and 16). In addition, the scriptures are filled with teachings on what is righteous and unrighteousness. If you want just a short snippet of guidance, read Ephesians 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when it comes to our choices of entertainment, we have two forms of quality control.  Just like a taste tester, if we submit those choices to God and ask for His wisdom, the Holy Spirit will warn us about what is poison (ungodly) and what is healthy (godly). God’s standards for choosing are in His Word – the Bible. The more we read His Word and learn what pleases Him, the easier it becomes to make choices that honor Him. We’re going to make mistakes. God knows that. He’s looking at our hearts to see if our intent&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;is to please Him. God’s Word says that our hearts are deceitful and we can’t always trust ourselves to make wise choices - another reason for studying the Word and asking for wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we call Jesus Christ our Savior, is He also Lord of our lives? Of all of our choices? Even books and movies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a freshly baked cookie, does the latest movie or new bestseller smell good to you? Are you tempted to read it, before running it past the ‘taste tester’ (God’s Word, the Holy Spirit)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you take a bite, ask yourself, ‘Is there poison in that cookie?’&lt;br /&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/2025874283922062090-7229972065662092158?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/7229972065662092158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=7229972065662092158' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/7229972065662092158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/7229972065662092158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-there-poison-in-your-cookie.html' title='Is there poison in your cookie?'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/STiIuNcmDvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/pLszu1A55Ok/s72-c/+Sepia+cookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-6316647666188841117</id><published>2008-11-11T16:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T16:15:41.388-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evangelism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indecision'/><title type='text'>Which side of the fence are you on?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SRn1pvJO1nI/AAAAAAAAABw/_Rnevm5Ir98/s1600-h/fence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267511336565134962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SRn1pvJO1nI/AAAAAAAAABw/_Rnevm5Ir98/s320/fence.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Which side of the fence are you on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share a true story about a mom at my son’s Christian school. Three years ago she felt led by the Lord to set up a booth at our school’s Fall Festival. The sole purpose of the booth was to draw children and adults closer to God. Her first booth offered fair-goers the opportunity to post prayer requests on a large wooden cross. Then every hour, those who were gathered at the booth would hold hands and pray for the prayer requests, the school, and the nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year she created a large gold crown and affirmed the children’s identity in Christ by allowing them to choose a ‘gemstone’ and glue it on the crown. Malachi 3:17 says that we are His jewels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I arrived at the festival early to help set up a booth, and the first thing that caught my eye was her booth. It was right in the center of the field with a large black and white sign that read “Got Jesus?” I couldn't wait to see what creative idea she had this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well the theme was….It’s as simple as black and white, either you serve Him or you don’t….It’s a daily choice.” What caught my eye was her very effective visual representation of the scriptures she chose. In front of the booth was a section of a picket fence. One side was painted white and the other side painted black. Children and adults could write their names on the white side of the fence indicating that Jesus is their Savior and Lord. On the black side they could stick a colored heart or cross to indicate someone they knew who was not yet saved. Above their heads was the scripture from Deuteronomy 31:11, “I have set before you life and death – choose life.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her second scripture was from Revelation 3:15, “I know your deeds that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other.” Again, the stark contrast of the black side versus the white side of the fence made it clear that we cannot sit on the fence. Each day we make choices that either serve God or serve Satan. It was quite convicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her third scripture was from Joshua 24:15, “Choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve.” She told me that as people approached the booth, she realized that she should not just assume that since this is a festival at a Christian school that everyone is saved. So she began to ask people if they had accepted Christ as their Savior. As a result of her asking, she led at least 15 people to the Lord that afternoon. Fifteen names were added to the white side of the fence instead of the black side. I was speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She later told me that the following week a 4th grade girl came up to her at school and told her that she wanted to ask Jesus into her heart. So she took the child out in the hallway and asked, “Why?” The student said that two of her friends had committed their lives to Christ at the Fall Festival booth. After her friends told her that, the student had a desire all weekend to do the same. So when she saw this mom volunteering in her classroom, the student knew the time was right and asked the mom to pray with her. So right then the mom led this girl to the Lord. Immediately afterward the mom took the child back into the classroom and the student gave her testimony to the entire class. When the mom told the class that when someone comes to the Lord all the angels in heaven rejoice (Luke 15:10) all the students clapped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a difference one mom has made because she obeyed the Lord’s prompting three years ago to create a booth at a school festival that honors God. Sixteen people now have the reward of eternal life when they die. Her passion to serve the Lord at our school is truly amazing, and I wanted to share her testimony with you. She is an outstanding example of living a Christ-centered life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Romans 3:23 says we have all sinned and fallen short of God’s glory. “The wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life through Christ Jesus our Lord.” (Romans 6:23). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;John 3:17 says, “For God did not send the Son [Jesus] into the world in order to judge (to reject, to condemn, to pass sentence on) the world, but that the world might find salvation and be made safe and sound through Him [Christ Jesus].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Bible says that God doesn’t want anyone to perish. Anyone – that means you and me. That means God loves all of us. It’s a simple matter of choosing today whom you will serve. It’s a free gift of grace, not works. Ephesians 2:8-9 says &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;we are saved by grace through faith.&lt;/span&gt; This is not the result of anything we do, or we would have the right to boast about it. It’s a free gift of God’s love and grace – simply by believing that Christ died for us and paid the price for our sins. Why would anyone want to pass up that offer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Which side of the fence are you on?&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/2025874283922062090-6316647666188841117?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/6316647666188841117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=6316647666188841117' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/6316647666188841117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/6316647666188841117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2008/11/which-side-of-fence-are-you-on.html' title='Which side of the fence are you on?'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SRn1pvJO1nI/AAAAAAAAABw/_Rnevm5Ir98/s72-c/fence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-4705463894648570645</id><published>2008-10-13T19:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T19:54:53.319-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storms of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endurance'/><title type='text'>Praise Him in the Storm? You're kidding, right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SPPfC0fVcRI/AAAAAAAAABo/05lqVqOd8DU/s1600-h/storm+clouds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SPPfC0fVcRI/AAAAAAAAABo/05lqVqOd8DU/s320/storm+clouds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256790429614305554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;This afternoon I was sitting in my car waiting for someone and a new acquaintance came over to my car window to chat.  Even though she is going through a difficult time with a family member, she was radiant.  Her testimony is very enlightening.  She has cried many tears over her difficult situation, but recently discovered how uplifting it is to read the Word of God. Now she is actually thanking God for her troubles at home because they caused her to discover a new, closer relationship to the Lord through reading scriptures.  Instead of focusing on the trouble, she has allowed the trouble to focus her on God. As she discovers who God is through what He has written, she is being filled with faith. Her increased faith is carrying her through the trouble with peace and joy.  She is truly a walking testimony of being salt and light. It was such a joy to see her radiate that peace as she spoke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;James 1:2-4&lt;br /&gt;Consider it wholly joyful, my brethren, whenever you are enveloped in or encounter trials of any sort or fall into various temptations. Be assured and understand that the trial and proving of your faith bring out endurance and steadfastness and patience. But let endurance and steadfastness and patience have full play and do a thorough work, so that you may be perfectly and fully developed (with no defects), lacking nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;Phillipians 4:6&lt;br /&gt;Do not fret or have any anxiety about anything, but in every circumstance and in everything, by prayer and petition (definite requests), with thanksgiving, continue to make your wants known to God. And God's peace (shall be yours, that tranquil state of a soul assured of its salvation through Christ, and so fearing nothing from God and being content with its earthly lot of whatever sort that is, that peace) which transcends all understanding shall garrison and mount guard over your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Years ago I remember complaining on the phone to my spiritual mentor about a terrible situation I was in. "Can you praise Him in the middle of this?" asked my mentor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; Praise Him? What for, I thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;He could have prevented this mess! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; But over the years I am learning that we will get through the situation with much more peace if we trust that God is in the situation with us, even when we don't sense His presence. When we praise Him, we are trusting Him. When we praise Him in spite of our situation, we are entrusting the problem to Him.  Besides, which way do you want to face your trials?  With peace and joy, knowing that He has the solutions if we will draw near to Him. Or with anger, bitterness and resentment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;There are several scriptures that tell us that God is hidden in the dark clouds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Can you praise Him in your storm today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2025874283922062090-4705463894648570645?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/4705463894648570645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=4705463894648570645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/4705463894648570645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/4705463894648570645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2008/10/praise-him-in-storm-youre-kidding-right.html' title='Praise Him in the Storm? You&apos;re kidding, right?'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SPPfC0fVcRI/AAAAAAAAABo/05lqVqOd8DU/s72-c/storm+clouds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-6876765821145805992</id><published>2008-09-23T18:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:05:16.344-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding God'/><title type='text'>Where did He go??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SNl1W_qdd9I/AAAAAAAAABg/dSP4wtcG2Pw/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249355878584121298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SNl1W_qdd9I/AAAAAAAAABg/dSP4wtcG2Pw/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Where did He go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever have those days/weeks when it seems like God got up and left? He just disappeared? For a while you were feeling like the two of you were tracking together and then poof! He just vanished in thin air? Where did You go, God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then if you mention it to someone, they might come at you with, “Well, who moved?” What they are implying is that perhaps you were slacking off in your quiet time with God. Or possibly you have unconfessed sin in your life. Hmmmm…. While it could be that, and it’s worth checking that out, if you do a thorough soul searching and turn up empty in those two categories, there could be third possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s just possible that God did move! “What?” you ask. “That’s not what I learned in Sunday School. The Bible says He will never leave us or forsake us. Right? Well, that is correct. But what if He hasn’t left, but just moved down the hallway into another room? You’re still in the same house, but He’s moved elsewhere so that you will follow Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To continue with the analogy of the house – suppose you are a brand new Christian. Pardon me for mentioning the smallest room in your house, but for the purposes of illustration, when you commit your life to Christ it is sort of like you have met God in the bathroom of your life. He cleans you up of sin and declares you are forgiven. You now have a clean white board in your soul and He wants to start writing His plans on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so happy with your new gift of eternal life that you are content to keep checking it out in the mirror and running the living water over your hands. It’s a great feeling to know that when you die, you will spend eternity in Heaven with God. You start receiving quick answers to your prayers. Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a day comes when the light in the bathroom starts to fade a bit and you begin to sense that you are the only one in the room. The newness is wearing off and you are beginning to have to wait longer to see prayers answered. Did God go on vacation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has probably happened is that while you were checking out your new eternal ‘do’ in the mirror, God slipped out the door and quietly walked down the hallway. He’s still in your life. He hasn’t left you or forsaken you. But you’ll have to open the door and step out into the hallway to sense His presence again. It’s for your own good, of course. He has other rooms to show you, other places for you to explore and other people for you to meet. But those experiences will not happen if you stay in that small room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically speaking what am I talking about, you ask. How do you know which way He went? Was it left or right down the hallway? Here’s what works for me. First, just being aware of what is happening helps me not to take it personally and keeps me from getting angry at God. His heart is always to bless us and grow us up to higher levels of maturity and closeness to Him. So I have to consciously let go of my comfort zone – the place that I have been occupying for the last few months or so – and work at accepting that I need to ‘pack my bags’ like Abraham and go wherever God is leading me. Like Abraham, I just need to obey and start moving forward however God leads me. I am not saying this is easy. But there are blessings and a deeper knowledge of Him just around the corner, if I don’t drag my feet or whine and complain that I really wish we could just keep things like they were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;With a sigh, I begin to embrace the idea that change is coming. Sometimes that takes a bit of time. I go through my checklist – am I still having a daily quiet time with God? Am I spending time thanking and praising Him first before laying my burdens at His feet? Did He ask me to do something a few weeks ago and I never quite got around to it? (That really motivates me to get it done.) Is there unforgiveness in my heart toward someone? You get the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;If I cannot find anything amiss, then I have to tell myself to continue reading His Word and seeking Him. He’s about to move me to a new level of spiritual maturity if I don’t give up or get impatient and angry. He is trusting me with His silence. Can I trust that He is still watching over me even when it seems like He’s on another continent? It forces me to a new level of faith and trust that my needs are still being met. It forces me to stand on His Word in the midst of what seems to be heavenly inactivity.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some scriptures that I run back to in those trying times. Romans 8:28, Philippians 4:6, 13, 19, Psalm 46:10 and Jeremiah 33:3. You probably have your favorites, too. I remind myself that He HASN’T left me even when I don’t sense His presence. I try to spend more time just sitting in His presence or meditating on a scripture that is comforting. And I just wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Patience is not something that comes easily to most of us, however in the waiting my spiritual ‘antennae’ are being sensitized in new ways. God has something new to teach me, if I will just be still and continue to seek Him. He has new responsibilities, spiritual gifts, or experiences in faith that He wants to bring to me, but I have to be willing to go down the hall into the next room and continue to seek Him until I find Him again. It’s all for my own benefit and His. His heart is always for our good and for His kingdom purposes to be accomplished through us. He just does it His way, not ours. And that’s great because as He says in the Word, “Man’s wisdom is as foolishness to Him.” His ways are higher (and better) than ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where is God right now in your life? In the same room or down the hall?&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/2025874283922062090-6876765821145805992?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/6876765821145805992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=6876765821145805992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/6876765821145805992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/6876765821145805992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2008/09/where-did-he-go.html' title='Where did He go??'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SNl1W_qdd9I/AAAAAAAAABg/dSP4wtcG2Pw/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-8528961439657685211</id><published>2008-09-08T19:43:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T19:13:59.059-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>A Gray Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SMcCmzbx2GI/AAAAAAAAABQ/wVo51WPbV50/s1600-h/100_1300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SMcCmzbx2GI/AAAAAAAAABQ/wVo51WPbV50/s320/100_1300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244163156761237602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Today was one of those days that I couldn't wait until it was over. Ever have one of those? Personally I do not like feeling blue....so I called one of my children to cheer her up (she had a bike accident today). As I sought for words to encourage her - guess what happened? I received encouragement. After hanging up the phone I was reminded of a story (it might have been in Guideposts) of a woman who was riding in an airplane. Looking out the window on one side of the plane she saw storm clouds and a darkened sky, but on the other side of the plane it was sunny and bright. She commented that life is like that. We can look at the dark circumstances in our lives and focus on them or we can choose to look at the bright side and be thankful for our blessings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;I Thessalonians 5:18&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Thank God in everything (no matter what the circumstances may be, be thankful and give thanks) for this is the will of God for you who are in Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I don't think this verse means we thank God because something bad happens, just that He wants us to be thankful for who He is, and what He has done for us, even in the midst of trying times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sometimes when things are not going well, I pick up a newspaper. As I look at the headlines about the crimes, chaos and disasters I thank God that as bad as my day has been, it could have been worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Which side of the plane are you looking out of today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2025874283922062090-8528961439657685211?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/8528961439657685211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=8528961439657685211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/8528961439657685211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/8528961439657685211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2008/09/gray-day.html' title='A Gray Day'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SMcCmzbx2GI/AAAAAAAAABQ/wVo51WPbV50/s72-c/100_1300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-3883780183865340344</id><published>2008-08-25T19:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:37:11.147-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divine Appointments'/><title type='text'>Looking for God's fingerprints...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SLNPfkM9A5I/AAAAAAAAABI/HkxxmzRzQ7g/s1600-h/grocery1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SLNPfkM9A5I/AAAAAAAAABI/HkxxmzRzQ7g/s320/grocery1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238618195274564498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Time is very important to me. I love to figure out how to do tasks more efficiently. When I was a teenager I read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Cheaper by the Dozen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;and imagined myself becoming an efficiency expert one day.  A number of years ago the realization came to me that as a Christian my time no longer belongs to me but to God. After transporting my children to school I decided to sit in my car in the school parking lot and give my day to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 'to do' list for that morning included grocery shopping and some other errands - all planned out to make the most of my morning before heading home. But what if I gave my time to God?  Would He have a different 'to do' list than mine?  I decided to inquire and see what would happen. So there I sat in my car, offering up all my time that day to Him.  "Is there anything You want me to do? I plan to get groceries, but if there is something else you would rather I do, please use my time. It's Yours."  I sat and waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within a short amount of time I began to think about a friend that I had not seen or talked to in many, many months. In fact, we normally connect by phone maybe twice a year, even though we live in the same city. The impression did not go away and I began to wonder if this was an assignment from God.  Why not check it out?  So I called her on my cell phone.  What a total surprise to hear her ask, "Did God tell you to call me?"  She had never asked me that before.  I wasn't sure how to respond, but since I thought He might have, I said, "Well, yes."   She started crying!  I asked if she wanted me to come over and pray with her and she said yes.  Later she explained that she was battling discouraging thoughts that morning and was crying out to God to help her. Then the phone rang and it was me.  After we talked and prayed, a smile came across her face. She knew (and I knew) that it was God's perfect timing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then from her house I went on to a half price bookstore looking for something on my 'to do' list. There I ran into a woman from my friend's church, that I had not seen in quite some time, who was leaving for Hawaii the next day. She was trying to find a book (that I had told her about) before she left on her trip, but she couldn't remember the title. She didn't have my phone number and did not know how to contact me before she left. She was so excited to run into me at the store. (By the way, this store is about 40 minutes from my home - so it's not even near my neck of the woods).  I gave her the information she needed. It was another God appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I never did get my groceries that day, but I saw God's fingerprints on my time card. What a joy to serve Him with my time and to see other people being blessed by Him. I wonder how different our lives would be if we remembered every day to give God our time? How many more people would be blessed? It might be as simple as paying a fellow student a compliment, or helping someone pick up their dropped books. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 10:10 says, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The thief comes only in order to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have and enjoy life, and have it in abundance (to the full, till it overflows).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;We can experience the abundant life that God wants for us as we give ourselves to Him and to others. When we do,  I believe he will make our time more efficient,  and we will be privileged to see Him bless others. Have you thought about giving Him your day? Look for His fingerprints on your 'to do' list - they are uniquely His. Try not to let the enemy steal your time with God through busyness,  or let him steal the joy of serving God and others. Oh - and drop me a line about God's fingerprints on your life. Have a blessed day!&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/2025874283922062090-3883780183865340344?l=thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/feeds/3883780183865340344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2025874283922062090&amp;postID=3883780183865340344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/3883780183865340344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2025874283922062090/posts/default/3883780183865340344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefaithbuilder.blogspot.com/2008/08/looking-for-gods-fingerprints.html' title='Looking for God&apos;s fingerprints...'/><author><name>Sonbeam3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17290904345830500253</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SJUCi5HMTfI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sUL_P63cdDw/S220/IDK1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SLNPfkM9A5I/AAAAAAAAABI/HkxxmzRzQ7g/s72-c/grocery1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025874283922062090.post-6744677024657885458</id><published>2008-08-18T19:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T21:23:57.331-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miracle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healing'/><title type='text'>Let's Start Off With a Miracle...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SKoQie0o_mI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QVYXcVsZEY4/s1600-h/Color_card_dove_pix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jh6jISk42uw/SKoQie0o_mI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QVYXcVsZEY4/s320/Color_card_dove_pix.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236015701347073634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;A number of years ago I was playing 'picnic' on the floor with my children,  putting all my weight on my right elbow as we feasted on plastic food and chased away imaginary ants.  When I got up I realized that I had pulled the ligaments in my shoulder so severely that I couldn't lift my arm above mid-chest level without excruciating pain. My right arm felt floppy, like it was no longer attached securely to my shoulder. Instantly I knew that it would require surgery to fix it, but because  I had been learning to seek God in all matters physical,  I inquired of the Lord what to do in order to be healed, and felt that He was promising to heal it without the aid of the medical profession.  But weeks later it was still so painful that I was unable to lift my arm. Anti-inflammatory pain medication did not help at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;I continued to pray for healing and nothing seemed to be happening.  Weeks followed into months and I continued to pray.  I still sensed that God was going to heal my arm, but in the natural nothing seemed to be happening.  Anger started to creep in at about six months as it made no sense to my rational mind why I was still in the same amount of pain. I struggled with doubt but continued to seek God.  Finally at seven months I decided to 'confront' God with the lack of any tangible sign of healing.  I got up at 5:30 am and locked myself in the bathroom for privacy from my family. There I cried out to God.  "You said You would heal me, but I am no better off than the day I injured my arm. I need to do something about this.  I need to know whether you are really going to heal me or not!"  I am embarrassed to say that I was somewhat less than polite with God, out of frustration, but He was gracious to me.  The Spirit of the Lord very firmly spoke to my spirit, "You ARE healed. Now start thanking Me for it."  The firmness was convicting, not condemning. I was assured, although my human reasoning still could not quite grasp the concept of thanking God before receiving the healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;For the next two weeks I obediently thanked God for the healing that seemed as distant as it was the first day I prayed.  Then on a Saturday evening as I laid my head on my pillow, the Spirit of God again spoke to my spirit. "Tomorrow your arm will be healed."  I awoke the next day and my arm was totally healed. I could raise it over my head, swing it around in circles and lift objects - all things which had been absolutely impossible the evening before.  During our church service that morning a woman gave her testimony of being healed from a skiing accident that left her paralyzed from the neck down. This was the first time I had ever heard a testimony like that in our church. God's timing for my healing was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Mark 11:24 says, "For this reason I am telling you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe (trust and be confident) that it is granted to you, and you will (get it)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;God has many ways of healing our bodies - through the laying on of hands, being anointed with oil, through the prayers of friends.  Sometimes He heals instantly, miraculously. But many healings are progressive, over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Be encouraged if you need healing. Keep seeking God. Read and meditate on the scriptures that talk about healing and believe that you will receive your healing.  Here are some starters:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Jeremiah 30:17  I will restore health to you, and heal you of your wounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I Peter 2:24  He (Jesus Christ) personally bore our sins in His own body on the tree, that we might die to sin and live to righteousness. By His wounds you have been healed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many others, so dig into your Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I am totally for seeing physicians. So please do not misinterpret this testimony as being against medical treatment.  I was absolutely willing to do that, but God made it clear that He would be the Physician in this particular instance.  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