<?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-1667590170553912685</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:57:18.895-05:00</updated><category term='honor'/><category term='learning to trust Jesus'/><category term='striving'/><category term='being brave'/><category term='expectancy'/><category term='Iight'/><category term='path'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='nightmare'/><category term='prosper'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='heaven'/><category term='purpose'/><category term='taste'/><category term='sing'/><category term='new'/><category term='the next level'/><category term='word'/><category term='Israel'/><category 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woman's encounter with the grace of God....and exploring all the freedom it offers.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-2243996824989311086</id><published>2012-01-15T10:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T11:14:51.297-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christ or Christianity?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NKUHfNytPo8/TxLvk8VoZFI/AAAAAAAAArM/h_oMAnSFrNs/s1600/Screen+Shot+2012-01-15+at+10.23.18+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="203" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NKUHfNytPo8/TxLvk8VoZFI/AAAAAAAAArM/h_oMAnSFrNs/s320/Screen+Shot+2012-01-15+at+10.23.18+AM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this the other day, and I loved it (Why I hate Religion and Love Jesus):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/1IAhDGYlpqY/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1IAhDGYlpqY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1IAhDGYlpqY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Jesus led me to Matthew 23 this morning. &amp;nbsp;It's particularly poignant in the Message version I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;"I've had it with you! You're hopeless, you religion scholars, you Pharisees! Frauds! Your lives are roadblocks to God's kingdom. You refuse to enter, and won't let anyone else in either.(v.13)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;These were religious scholars he was talking to- these were the elders of the church, the pastors of the community. &amp;nbsp;The teachers. &amp;nbsp;Everyone looked up to them to point them towards God, and Jesus gives a very lengthy list of why they were doing the opposite:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"You go halfway around the world to make a convert, but once you get him you make him into a replica of yourselves, double-damned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;If you shake hands on a promise, that's nothing; but if you raise your hand that God is your witness, that's serious'? What ridiculous hairsplitting! What difference does it make...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You keep meticulous account books, tithing on every nickel and dime you get, but on the meat of God's Law, things like fairness and compassion and commitment—the absolute basics!—you carelessly take it or leave it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;You burnish the surface of your cups and bowls so they sparkle in the sun, while the insides are maggoty with your greed and gluttony. Stupid Pharisee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;People look at you and think you're saints, but beneath the skin you're total frauds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;You protest too much! You're cut from the same cloth as those murderers, and daily add to the death count...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;That's pretty sta&lt;/span&gt;rtling coming from God, wouldn't you say? &amp;nbsp;I love Jesus' passion. He is not a quiet, meek and pushover type guy. &amp;nbsp;He is not the guy from those sunday school pictures looking holier-than-thou and eerily calm. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He is a charismatic, adventuring, brave, playful, and beautiful God. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;He's incredibly passionate, about the things that he knows are worth caring about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The thing he gets most upset about, the thing he keeps trying to drive home throughout his entire ministry is the fact that religion keeps people from knowing God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;That's it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The thing that angers Jesus throughout his entire ministry is not that people drink too much, that people aren't going to church when they should or creating new programs or choosing Bible college. &amp;nbsp;What makes him angry is the teachers. &amp;nbsp;The religious leaders. &amp;nbsp;The people that should be revealing more of God's heart are keeping everyone from it with their holier-than-thou attitudes and oppressive rules. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Jesus calls them hopeless. &amp;nbsp;And oh, how religion keeps us from the heart of Jesus. &amp;nbsp;It's so much easier to stay safe in our rules of religion: don't drink, don't dance, don't ever stop working at the church, don't wear that outfit. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Jesus came for freedom and freedom only. &amp;nbsp;Freedom for everyone. &amp;nbsp;The religious rulers hated this; hey wanted to maintain their social status as better than everyone. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Does this sound familiar? &amp;nbsp;Doesn't religion divide? &amp;nbsp;Have you read anything political lately? &amp;nbsp;Christianity has been boiled down to a list of rules, and worse even, a list of things God hates. &amp;nbsp;And it keeps people from knowing God.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It's incredibly easy to dismiss God all together when we believe he is a distant, man-made being that has a naughty and nice list and we're certainly on the naughty one. &amp;nbsp;It's also just as easy to miss God's heart when we go to church every Sunday, serve on every board, are involved in every ministry and are certain we are on the &lt;i&gt;nice&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;list. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;All of this mess is caused by Religion. &amp;nbsp;You're in and you're out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Isn't religious zealousness what causes groups of people to terrorize other groups? &amp;nbsp;A sense of entitlement and superiority that leads to such rage it drives people to fly planes into buildings, wave signs that say "God hates....(anything)" or a whole other list of terrible, un-Biblical, un-Godly things with God's name stamped all over it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;These are the things Jesus hates. &amp;nbsp;He creates a weapon and runs yelling through the temple when he sees people making profit off of the suffering and shame of the masses. &amp;nbsp;He yells at the Pharissess that they're keeping people out of heaven. &amp;nbsp;He tears the veil between the holiest place where only the priests were allowed and the rest of the world. &amp;nbsp;He came to destroy religion. &amp;nbsp;To set us free from the things that oppress us, to release us into direct and beautiful connection with a God that adores us; o remove the things that trap us- our guilt, our shame, our fear and our sin. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Religion is as oppressive now as it was then. &amp;nbsp;And he asks us to join him in his fight against it. &amp;nbsp;Accept his offer of freedom, accept his heart, take a risk and follow where he's going. &amp;nbsp;To join him in the battle for others hearts as well. &amp;nbsp;To be his "ambassadors". &amp;nbsp;To love unconditionally, to point people towards Christ and not just Christianity. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Maya Angelou put it like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 1.1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I say… “I am a Christian”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m not shouting “I’m clean livin’.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m whispering “I was lost,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I’m found and forgiven.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 1.1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I say… “I am a Christian”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don’t speak of this with pride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m confessing that I stumble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and need Christ to be my guide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 1.1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I say… “I am a Christian”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m not trying to be strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m professing that I’m weak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And need His strength to carry on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 1.1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I say… “I am a Christian”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m not bragging of success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m admitting I have failed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And need God to clean my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 1.1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I say… “I am a Christian”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m not claiming to be perfect,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My flaws are far too visible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, God believes I am worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 1.1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I say… “I am a Christian”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still feel the sting of pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have my share of heartaches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I call upon His name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 1.1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I say… “I am a Christian”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m not holier than thou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m just a simple sinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who received God’s good grace, somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-2243996824989311086?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/2243996824989311086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2012/01/why-i-dont-love-christianity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/2243996824989311086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/2243996824989311086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2012/01/why-i-dont-love-christianity.html' title='Christ or Christianity?'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NKUHfNytPo8/TxLvk8VoZFI/AAAAAAAAArM/h_oMAnSFrNs/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2012-01-15+at+10.23.18+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-5463206487603979445</id><published>2011-12-09T14:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T10:21:43.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And Then I Turned 25</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XXiHSHmPxuE/TuIXUf3yC3I/AAAAAAAAAn4/EW-966GVu_I/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-12-09+at+9.12.21+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XXiHSHmPxuE/TuIXUf3yC3I/AAAAAAAAAn4/EW-966GVu_I/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-12-09+at+9.12.21+AM.png" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I have to be honest, there's something that happens around the age of 25. &amp;nbsp;I knew it when I was 24. &amp;nbsp;I remember freaking out that I was going to be 25 the following year, and that I would soon be closer to 30 than 20. &amp;nbsp;That's a big revelation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I also remember know that I have found the past three, almost four, years to be hugely changing. &amp;nbsp;I have felt that the difference in people I know, and in myself, between 25 and 28 is enormous. &amp;nbsp;Something along the lines of the difference between age 10 and age 13. &amp;nbsp;Has anyone else noticed this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Apparently so. &amp;nbsp;I read some research recently that suggested that psychologists are beginning to notice that most people's brains continue to operate in a sort of post-adolescent phase until around 25. &amp;nbsp;They think they have identified a different life stage that was previously neglected. &amp;nbsp;That perhaps, people are still forming personalities until 25.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Could this be that 25 seems to be the cut off for divorce? &amp;nbsp;Did you know that if you get married after the age of 25, statistically, you are much more likely to stay married? &amp;nbsp;My theory is that before this age, you are still navigating life with that second-adolescent brain. &amp;nbsp;It would make it very difficult to choose a partner that matches your hopes and dreams and personality well if you aren't exactly sure what those things are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;There are books out now about "Quarter-life crisis". &amp;nbsp;We are, as a generation, arriving at 25 and realizing we're not quite sure what to do next. &amp;nbsp;It's such an odd place to be. &amp;nbsp;Some of our friends make $100k a year. &amp;nbsp;Some make $19k. &amp;nbsp;Some of our friends are getting PhDs, some having babies, some living in a hut in Africa. &amp;nbsp;Some of us are dog walkers, baristas, or nannies, some of us are investment bankers. &amp;nbsp;Some of us can't afford rent and some of us own homes. It's an odd age of exploration. &amp;nbsp;It can be stressful, this I know for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Read&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.relevantmagazine.com/life/whole-life/features/25956-11-things-to-know-at-25ish" target="_blank"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;today that speaks to this age, in one of my favorite magazines. &amp;nbsp;Check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-5463206487603979445?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/5463206487603979445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-then-i-turned-25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/5463206487603979445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/5463206487603979445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-then-i-turned-25.html' title='And Then I Turned 25'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XXiHSHmPxuE/TuIXUf3yC3I/AAAAAAAAAn4/EW-966GVu_I/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-12-09+at+9.12.21+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-2853214744011703610</id><published>2011-12-09T13:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T14:04:09.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All the Single Ladies!  Do Not Read This Devotional.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I received this "devotional for women" in my inbox this morning. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It made me incredibly sad. &amp;nbsp;It made me feel shame and guilt despite the fact that I&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;marrying a Christian man. &amp;nbsp;How would this have made me feel a few years ago? &amp;nbsp;Worse probably. &amp;nbsp;I hate, and I mean that with the full weight of that word things like the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gqWL1Eo2Wwg/TuJMpFHWhII/AAAAAAAAAoA/zSud9LhBJ7U/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-12-09+at+12.59.47+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="108" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gqWL1Eo2Wwg/TuJMpFHWhII/AAAAAAAAAoA/zSud9LhBJ7U/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-12-09+at+12.59.47+PM.png" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.lists.biblegateway.com/?qs=e8c999aa5f9fc265defb59905a2d875dfc4f64363bf9fa8eb1e3de8ea5f45453" id="internal-source-marker_0.7472066828049719"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #1155cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;2 Corinthians 6:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I didn't know what to say when Richard asked the question. Does Kevin go to church? Hello, I thought you were going to be happy for me! I remember thinking, I've finally found someone I really like, and things are going great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Still, Richard is my partner at work, and he and his wife know everything there is to know about me. They know I grew up in church. And they also know I dated a few guys from the church singles group. But there just wasn't any chemistry. I had always dreamed that God would have the perfect person picked out for me and deliver him right to my door. However, I was fast approaching the big 3-0, and it still hadn't happened. In fact, I had almost given up, figuring I was destined to be single for the rest of my life, and then Kevin came along.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;We met at the gym. I would have married him on the spot for his calves alone. However, it was his smile that really got to me. We kept running into each other in the mornings before work, and he finally asked me to go out one weekend. We talked for hours that first night, as if we'd known each other forever. He was wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Over the next few weeks, as my relationship with Kevin grew, Richard started to ask me more questions. "Does Kevin know you're a Christian? Have you told him about your faith?" I fended him off with a few cursory answers. "Kevin didn't grow up in church like you and I did," I told him. "But I think he gets it, or at least he's pretty close." Richard didn't seem satisfied with my answer. Truthfully, something inside of me cringed when I said it. But I'm not going to let anything or anyone spoil my happiness. Who's to say Kevin isn't the man I dreamed of all along? He'll probably become a Christian at some point in our relationship, and then everything will be perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;-Christy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Do you believe love stories like Isaac and Rebekah's can happen? Two people who aren't even from the same country brought together by God's hand. But oh, the things we're willing to believe in the midst of a man-drought. When the phone isn't ringing because no one's calling. When we spend another Valentine's Day with the cat. There's a "certain age," you know, past which all of our mothers' friends believe the odds for us finding the man of our dreams plummet. Add to the mix the complication of a Christian woman looking for a Christian man-and the situation becomes even more discouraging. We begin to convince ourselves that we somehow missed God's best. Maybe that's the problem. We just weren't open before-our standards were too high. And so, now we're not being desperate; we're being open. Unfortunately, that's when we begin to rationalize whatever we want to fit the ideal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;He's not super-spiritual, but show me a man who is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;He has such great potential-he needs someone like me to encourage him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;It's important to note that we won't change God's mind, even though we can list all sorts of factors in favor of our decision to marry outside of our convictions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;The Bible's warning not to marry a non-Christian is very clear (see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.lists.biblegateway.com/?qs=e8c999aa5f9fc265309dcca7dbf9ee41639a3995e0d583167dd5fae841fdb7a7"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #1155cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;2 Corinthians 6:14 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;). Think about it. How will you celebrate Christmas and Easter? Or discipline your children? Will your husband understand wanting to tithe from your joint account? Will he mind if you're gone for part of every Sunday? How do you feel about having a quiet time alone? The issues range from minor to major.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;If you're single and lonely, God knows it. If you're approaching a certain age, God knows how old you are. And he is not worried. The important thing is not to be married ... it's to be married to the right person. And God can bring that person unexpectedly, just as he did for Isaac and Rebekah. Feelings and emotions can be disastrously misleading in this area. That's why we have to hold onto God's Word, not a wish list, and let God dictate our decision whether or not to marry someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;"He's Mr. Almost for now, but perhaps with one change he could become Mr. Right. Before your heart rides off into the sunset ... hold out for someone who has the same goal and the same faith. By not settling, you will have peace of mind in knowing you did what was right for yourself, your children and, yes, even Mr. Almost."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;-Alice Crider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #222222; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;"Do not be yoked together with unbelievers. For what do righteousness and wickedness have in common? Or what fellowship can light have with darkness?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.lists.biblegateway.com/?qs=e8c999aa5f9fc265defb59905a2d875dfc4f64363bf9fa8eb1e3de8ea5f45453"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #1155cc; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;2 Corinthians 6:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="text-align: left; width: 700px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now, you may be wondering why I have such a problem with this seemingly benign devotional. &amp;nbsp;As a Christian woman, who's marrying a Christian man, I'm sure most of you would think that I would agree, nod in approval and send you a link. &amp;nbsp;However, as a Christian woman who was single for many years and who has suffered a great deal of the cost of having Jesus remove some very detrimental and religious baggage from my life, this little passage here is pretty useless. In fact, it's pretty insulting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Are there some true things in here? Sure. &amp;nbsp;Do I think that Christian women should look for and marry Christian men? Absolutely. &amp;nbsp;Do I think these little neatly written, boring, uninspiring religious paragraphs explain why or truly encourage women in their singleness or in their dating? No. No. No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Here's why. &amp;nbsp;T&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222;"&gt;he problem with stuff like this is that it lacks inspiration. It's like telling someone on a diet that they want to be thin, and all the good reasons for it. &amp;nbsp;Do you think that a woman struggling with her weight needs to be told that? &amp;nbsp;Do you think that as a single woman who loves God, I need to be&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;told&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;that I should date a man who loves God? &amp;nbsp;No. &amp;nbsp;No more than you need to tell me that I really want a pretty wedding or a house or a vacation. &amp;nbsp;We know this. &amp;nbsp;We are not stupid. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222;"&gt;Dear Church, please stop treating single women as if we are failing. Treating us as if we are wasting our time and spending our free hours choosing to settle for whatever is within reach. &amp;nbsp;Have you noticed that the fact that we aren't married may be a testament to the faith we have in God and in his good advice? &amp;nbsp;Thanks. &amp;nbsp;Love, Sandie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222;"&gt;This devotional, which is first of all way more about a rule than about God's heart (aren't&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;devotionals&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;supposed to be about mediating on who God is?)&amp;nbsp;fails to give reasons&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;we shouldn't settle for less than what God has for us. &amp;nbsp;Which is what the religious people of Jesus' day did: look at the letter of the law and not the spirit of it. &amp;nbsp;When you start to make a list of rules, you have missed God's heart. &amp;nbsp;Not much has changed since Jesus' time it seems.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222;"&gt;So I would like to take this moment to give you my version of what I think&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;have been written here. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Beautiful Women of God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;You are amazing. &amp;nbsp;You deserve the best because God says so. &amp;nbsp;And by "best" I don't mean a really expensive shampoo or a restaurant with a fantastic wine list. &amp;nbsp;I mean the&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;best. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;The thing that is so good we hardly even recognize it sometimes. &amp;nbsp;The thing that makes our soul stir and our hearts swell. &amp;nbsp;The thing that goes beyond emotion, directly to a wound and heals it right up. &amp;nbsp;Light. &amp;nbsp;Joy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;God created you, the crown of creation. You possess within you a beauty that is epic. &amp;nbsp;A beauty that gets deeper with time. &amp;nbsp;A beauty that pours out of you in your words, your actions, on your face. &amp;nbsp;When God says your name his heart bursts with longing for you. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Oh! Ephraim is my dear, dear son, my child in whom I take pleasure! Every time I mention his&amp;nbsp;name, my heart bursts with longing for him! Everything in me cries out for him. Softly and tenderly I wait for him." God's Decree."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Jeremiah+31:20&amp;amp;version=MSG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Jeremiah 31:20&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222;"&gt;You are the daughter of the King; you are beloved (read the entire Song of Solomon). &amp;nbsp;God plans everything to make you prosper (Jeremiah 29). &amp;nbsp;Including marriage.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222;"&gt;God designed marriage to bring you closer to his heart. &amp;nbsp;He designed everyone for relationship, and marriage to be the most intimate of them. &amp;nbsp;It is designed to set your heart free to be more like Jesus and therefore more whole and beautiful. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Because you are so valuable, the enemy wants to steal you from God. &amp;nbsp;You're in the midst of a battle for your soul, directly through your heart, that can't be fought if the man by your side doesn't think there even is a battle. &amp;nbsp;Knowing someone is fighting for you spiritually is more comforting than anything else a man can offer. &amp;nbsp;If he doesn't have a free heart yet, &amp;nbsp;he cannot truly pursue yours. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This is not about a rule. &amp;nbsp;God wants you to be connected forever with someone who will do the best for you, make you the best version of yourself, and whom you can do the same for. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;He knows that with a man who's heart&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;is given to Jesus you can feel totally pursued, loved, and fought for. &amp;nbsp;In this kind of relationship sex will be a culmination of that dance between the two of you and not an overflow of lust or emotion. I am a firm believer that couples who have an authentic and deep relationship with Jesus based on his freedom and love and not just a mere religious one, have the best sex. &amp;nbsp;Christians&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;be having the best sex (and I promise you, a lot of them are), because it is about fully knowing someone else and that happens most beautifully when you both know who you are, which comes from knowing who made you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;God knows having a husband that loves&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;him&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;more than&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;, will make you feel safe, protected, and beautiful. &amp;nbsp;A man who knows Jesus knows what true beauty is, because he knows the creator of beauty. &amp;nbsp;Seeing yourself through the eyes of a man that sees you as God does is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;invaluable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;I know, as a woman, we long to be fully known and loved. &amp;nbsp;We are passionate. &amp;nbsp;We are created for this. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes, as humans we fall into the thinking that something else can fulfill us other than Jesus (food, a night out, shopping, a romantic relationship). &amp;nbsp;We misdirect our passion. &amp;nbsp;As women, we often become afraid; and if we're honest that fear comes down to some wounds that created mistrust. &amp;nbsp;Fear that we aren't good enough; fear that God doesn't really&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;really&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;know what we need. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;It's tempting to return to vices...sometimes it's giving into a relationship with a man that doesn't know God like you do. &amp;nbsp;And we all make mistakes. &amp;nbsp;But let God into the space that needs healing. &amp;nbsp;Open the door to the place that has fear and longing and doubt. &amp;nbsp;He's waiting. &amp;nbsp;Doesn't he say he stands at the door and knocks? &amp;nbsp;This isn't just about non-Chrsitians. &amp;nbsp;This is about those of us who hide behind vices or religion. &amp;nbsp;Open that for wide open and see what God brings in. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;I love you. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Sandie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; 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How much more will your Father in heaven give the Holy Spirit to those who ask Him?" (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Luke+11:12-14&amp;amp;version=NLV" target="_blank"&gt;Luke 11)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying we shouldn't reward kids. &amp;nbsp;It's important that they know boundaries, and how to treat others. &amp;nbsp;It's important that they understand that they can't do exactly what they want to do, when they want to do it. &amp;nbsp;And that good behavior has good consequences. &amp;nbsp;But Christmas is about Jesus coming &lt;i&gt;in spite of our horrible behavior&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;He gave us a gift because he loves us. &amp;nbsp;And parents, you and I both know that our kids are getting gifts from us no matter what happens in the next 20 days. &amp;nbsp;And I don't like threatening things we are never going to follow through with. &amp;nbsp;So could we please re-think this whole elf/santa threat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the nanny, I do not, of course, undermine what the parents are doing. &amp;nbsp;I make jokes about the elf and santa and we sing the songs. &amp;nbsp;And it didn't really occur to me until today what was bothering me so much about it. &amp;nbsp;I'm not an elf hater. &amp;nbsp;Elves are awesome. &amp;nbsp;But this idea doesn't sit well with me I think because we often think of God this way- be good and he'll give you stuff- and it is taking me years to get that idea out of my head. &amp;nbsp;To understand that he loves us and blesses us regardless of what we do but because he is just that good. &amp;nbsp;He is goodness and love embodied. &amp;nbsp;And I'm for grateful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is about a kids toy, but I'd like to get away from this kind of thinking in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any thoughts parents/nannies/grandparents/care givers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://familyvolley.blogspot.com/2010/12/family-fun-friday-elf-on-shelf.html)"&gt;http://familyvolley.blogspot.com/2010/12/family-fun-friday-elf-on-shelf.html)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-6117361892216201513?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/6117361892216201513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-hate-that-elf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/6117361892216201513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/6117361892216201513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-hate-that-elf.html' title='I hate that elf.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l2g2Natlsf8/Tt5qRM0QqtI/AAAAAAAAAng/Bn0WiJchZJc/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-12-06+at+8.10.25+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-6171956504830506134</id><published>2011-12-02T10:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T10:45:22.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombies, WIne and Christian Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3iRQejfg9c4/Ttjxqb25mbI/AAAAAAAAAm4/TSn5rluWEy8/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-12-02+at+10.40.35+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3iRQejfg9c4/Ttjxqb25mbI/AAAAAAAAAm4/TSn5rluWEy8/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-12-02+at+10.40.35+AM.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://gungormusic.com/#!/2011/11/zombies-wine-and-christian-music/" target="_blank"&gt;This is brilliant.Click here.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pKMOE4zi5pE/TtjxtejapHI/AAAAAAAAAnA/tPchjJKOQBE/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-12-02+at+10.40.28+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pKMOE4zi5pE/TtjxtejapHI/AAAAAAAAAnA/tPchjJKOQBE/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-12-02+at+10.40.28+AM.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://gungormusic.com/#!/bio/" target="_blank"&gt;Gungor&lt;/a&gt;, a great artist that happens to be Christian, posted this great blog that literally summarized my thoughts and feelings for most of my life. &amp;nbsp;It's kind of long, but worth the read &amp;nbsp;if you love music, or love God, or ever wondered about the whole "Christian Music" thing, or all of the above. &lt;a href="http://gungormusic.com/#!/2011/11/zombies-wine-and-christian-music/" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's the post.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/oyPBtExE4W0/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oyPBtExE4W0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oyPBtExE4W0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://gungormusic.com/#!/2011/11/zombies-wine-and-christian-music/"&gt;http://gungormusic.com/#!/2011/11/zombies-wine-and-christian-music/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-6171956504830506134?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/6171956504830506134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/12/zombies-wine-and-christian-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/6171956504830506134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/6171956504830506134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/12/zombies-wine-and-christian-music.html' title='Zombies, WIne and Christian Music'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3iRQejfg9c4/Ttjxqb25mbI/AAAAAAAAAm4/TSn5rluWEy8/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-12-02+at+10.40.35+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-1249664916285589946</id><published>2011-12-02T09:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T09:51:54.366-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 Corinthians 3:17'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corinthians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='significance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Don't Go There</title><content type='html'>I'd like to share &lt;a href="http://lifeblessons.blogspot.com/2011/12/learning-about-gods-loyalty-firsthand.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+LifeBlessons+%28Life+Blessons%29&amp;amp;utm_content=FaceBook" target="_blank"&gt;another gem from one of my favorite fellow bloggers&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;It spoke to my heart this morning as I am realizing this time next year I will be packing boxes to move in with the man that will be my husband by then.....to a place that I swore I'd never move. &amp;nbsp;"Send me to Europe! Please!!! Thailand! Heck, Russia, Africa even! &amp;nbsp;Just please don't make me move to someplace as &lt;i&gt;boring&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;as Virginia!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I met my fiancé who oddly enough happened to be from..you guessed it! Virginia. &amp;nbsp;here I am, making plans to uproot my network of friends, leave my church, my work, and my very new and not quite steady doula work- to go to the place that I for some reason feared (still fear a bit if we're honest). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0N1_jg6A0_4/Ttjgc_fhUuI/AAAAAAAAAmg/eISXyCLtvaA/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-12-02+at+9.27.32+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0N1_jg6A0_4/Ttjgc_fhUuI/AAAAAAAAAmg/eISXyCLtvaA/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-12-02+at+9.27.32+AM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But like this woman, I too am trusting God's heart for me. &amp;nbsp;And I have learned through my short 28.9 years that when I am afraid of anything, God will often take me directly to the center of that issue. &amp;nbsp;Not to force me to deal with something, but to expose that fear for what it really is. &amp;nbsp;I suspect I don't truly have a fear of the state of Virginia that consists mostly of people and houses and shops and roads like here in PA. &amp;nbsp;I most likely fear what that represents &lt;i&gt;to me&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I have in my head the notion that living in what I consider to be the middle of nowhere will cause me to become a nobody. &amp;nbsp;It will push me into the background of life, living a lonely existence, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_30513836"&gt;completely &lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/08/how-im-like-brad-pitt.html" target="_blank"&gt;insignificant&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;Does Virginia make people insignificant? &amp;nbsp;Of course not. &amp;nbsp;My fear is about being insignificant- not about where I'll be living. &amp;nbsp;My fear is moving for my&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;husband&lt;/i&gt;'s work and having to create out of thin air a new existence for myself- a new identity. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've read any of my &lt;a href="http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2009/09/staying-put.html" target="_blank"&gt;oldest blogs&lt;/a&gt;, you'll know this is something that God has been speaking about and over my life for some time. &amp;nbsp;Having a father that ignored me as a child out of his own brokenness, the enemy saw an opportunity to tell me it was because I was &lt;a href="http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-name.html" target="_blank"&gt;worthless and insignificant.&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp;God has been trying to tell me otherwise ever since I started listening. &amp;nbsp;And here we are, one of the most crucial decisions one can make - whom to marry- and it is carrying me, by God's creative, gentle and loving plan, directly into the heart of one of my deepest fears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God. &amp;nbsp;Because I don't want to be plagued by this the rest of my life. &amp;nbsp;God has given me a spirit of freedom, not of fear. &amp;nbsp;I was afraid to keep nannying and not go to school to do something that &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I see as&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; significant, and if I had gone, I would have never met the love of my life. &amp;nbsp;There are a million examples I can give of you God letting me see my fear for what it is, and learn a new level of love and trust for him. &amp;nbsp;One of my best friends calls this "shedding light on the dark places". &amp;nbsp;Its brilliant and true. &amp;nbsp;We no longer have to fear them or make decisions out of them once they are exposed for the lie that they are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/quicksearch/?quicksearch=spirit+of+freedom&amp;amp;qs_version=NLT" target="_blank"&gt;2 Corinthians 3:17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;For the Lord is the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;, and wherever the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;of the Lord is, there is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful I'm moving to Virginia. &amp;nbsp;I'm so thankful I'm getting a new name, a new part to myself. &amp;nbsp;My identity doesn't come from these things; it comes from Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:&amp;nbsp;http://app.donji.com/mt/archives/000029.html)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-1249664916285589946?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/1249664916285589946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/12/dont-go-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/1249664916285589946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/1249664916285589946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/12/dont-go-there.html' title='Don&apos;t Go There'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0N1_jg6A0_4/Ttjgc_fhUuI/AAAAAAAAAmg/eISXyCLtvaA/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-12-02+at+9.27.32+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-2002754142617915041</id><published>2011-11-16T06:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T09:50:48.334-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='character'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beautiful Outlaw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Eldredge'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Outlaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://updates.ransomedheart.com/replay/"&gt;http://updates.ransomedheart.com/replay/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Niai2jMVsoQ/TsOlfF52RTI/AAAAAAAAAkU/-qIGiPedn4M/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-16+at+6.58.43+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Niai2jMVsoQ/TsOlfF52RTI/AAAAAAAAAkU/-qIGiPedn4M/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-16+at+6.58.43+AM.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this webcast. &amp;nbsp;Beautiful, Beautiful thoughts on why Jesus is way better than we imagine, why he's not religious, and why he's not creepy. &amp;nbsp;Trust me, you need to hear this. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-2002754142617915041?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/2002754142617915041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/11/beautiful-outlaw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/2002754142617915041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/2002754142617915041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/11/beautiful-outlaw.html' title='Beautiful Outlaw'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Niai2jMVsoQ/TsOlfF52RTI/AAAAAAAAAkU/-qIGiPedn4M/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-16+at+6.58.43+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-7664358914979807755</id><published>2011-11-09T07:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:14:56.873-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extravagant love'/><title type='text'>Come On Party People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OrgoxCzBAh8/Trwwu9MHYEI/AAAAAAAAAfI/cvUE3EEUKbU/s1600/IMG_2738.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OrgoxCzBAh8/Trwwu9MHYEI/AAAAAAAAAfI/cvUE3EEUKbU/s320/IMG_2738.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aro&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;und this time last year I wrote a post called "&lt;a href="http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-stayed-up-all-night-last-night-or.html"&gt;I'm getting married&lt;/a&gt;." &amp;nbsp;This year I am writing a post about how I actually &lt;i&gt;am getting married.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Funny. &amp;nbsp;I like God's sense of humor. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Anyway, we have been debating a lot about the cost. &amp;nbsp;I really want to get married in Ireland. &amp;nbsp;For some reason, I feel this very strong connection to that place (could it be the whiskey and the banjos? &amp;nbsp;probably. ) &amp;nbsp;The good things about a destination wedding is that : it can be small and people won't be offended they're not invited, it's somewhere foreign and beautiful, and you're already on your honeymoon so there's not crazy flight right after the wedding. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Negatives: &amp;nbsp;guests have to pay quite bit to get there, elderly grandparents may not be able to make it, and the planning can be a little tricky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Either way, we've committed to doing it at this place on the east coast of Ireland. &amp;nbsp;This beautiful estate. (And trust me, I've been a bridesmaid 7 times. &amp;nbsp;I know &lt;a href="http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding.html"&gt;what goes into a wedding&lt;/a&gt;. ) Our guest list is decidedly small, but it's still going to cost us something. &amp;nbsp;We are definitely going to have to sacrifice quite a bit between now and December 31, 2012 in order to get there, and there have been several voices whispering in my head lately that it's silly. &amp;nbsp;It's not worth spending all that money that we could use for a house. &amp;nbsp;It's not practical. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps we should just elope. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And I was listening.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It was making me cry actually. &amp;nbsp;Because I want to be responsible. &amp;nbsp;I want to be a good steward of my time and my money. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;I want to be smart&lt;/i&gt;. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This morning I was reading in 1 Kings the very elaborate and detailed description of how King Solomon built his temple to worship God. &amp;nbsp;I realized, or rather, God dropped me a note that said "I love elaborate love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Let me break it down for you, since that was a note for me in Sandie-language. &amp;nbsp;What God was pointing out this morning is that he loves sacrificial love. &amp;nbsp;He loves elaborate and over the top affection. &amp;nbsp;He appreciates that things should be celebrated and honored and valued. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;King Solomon built this temple with things made completely of gold. &amp;nbsp;I don't care how rich you are, that's going to cost you quite a bit of dough. &amp;nbsp;He didn't have his people spending time with God in a gas station. &amp;nbsp;He gave it proper reverence. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Remember that woman with the perfume?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Meanwhile, Jesus was in Bethany at the home of Simon, a man who had previously had leprosy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;While he was eating,&amp;nbsp;a woman came in with a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;beautiful alabaster jar of expensive perfume &lt;/span&gt;and poured it over his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The disciples were indignant when they saw this. “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What a waste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;” they said.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;“It could have been sold for a high price and the money given to the poor.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;But Jesus, aware of this, replied,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;“Why criticize this woman for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;doing such a good thing&lt;/span&gt; to me?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;You will always have the poor among you, but you will not always have me.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;She has poured this perfume on me to prepare my body for burial.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;I tell you the truth, wherever the Good News is preached throughout the world, this woman’s deed will be remembered and discussed.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;Jesus very very clearly said that her pouring out that perfume to bless him was a beautiful and good thing. &amp;nbsp;So much so that people would talk about it forever....and we are. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;The very first miracle that Jesus did was to turn some water into wine to keep a wedding party going. &amp;nbsp;Don't tell me Jesus wasn't into celebrations. &amp;nbsp;He didn't approve of the merchants in the temple or the grand fake performances of the religious folks. &amp;nbsp;He was into genuine shows of love and celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So I've decided that I am going to sacrifice over the next year in order to buy plane tickets and an expensive gown and good food and wine for my guests. I'm going to get my hair done and my nails done and buy beautiful decorative flowers. &amp;nbsp;I'm going to make sure the lighting is right and the music is inspiring and fun. &amp;nbsp; Because &lt;a href="http://maurerandfraser.ourwedding.com/"&gt;my wedding is something to be celebrated.&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp;Because &lt;b&gt;I know the work that God has done&lt;/b&gt; in both me and my fiancé in order to bring us together and to bring us to marriage; and so I want to celebrate the tiny and enormous miracles that have culminated in making this possible. &amp;nbsp;I want to celebrate the marriage that God is building. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And I'm going to make sure there's plenty of wine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-7664358914979807755?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/7664358914979807755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/11/come-on-party-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/7664358914979807755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/7664358914979807755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/11/come-on-party-people.html' title='Come On Party People'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OrgoxCzBAh8/Trwwu9MHYEI/AAAAAAAAAfI/cvUE3EEUKbU/s72-c/IMG_2738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-4757108283855768808</id><published>2011-10-30T08:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T08:25:48.642-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='put your shoes on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting on God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teach'/><title type='text'>Put Your Own Shoes On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDXrhMN0MpA/Tr6tl0ZblYI/AAAAAAAAAjI/YwCHIckqwU4/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-12+at+12.31.52+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDXrhMN0MpA/Tr6tl0ZblYI/AAAAAAAAAjI/YwCHIckqwU4/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-12+at+12.31.52+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;For about a year I fought with the then 2 year old little girl I nanny for. &amp;nbsp;Olivia. &amp;nbsp;She wanted to put her shoes on herself, and I wanted to get to the park before we had to turn right around and come home. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But she was super independent and determined. &amp;nbsp;And now, at 3 1/2, she does everything she can to get &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to do it for &lt;i&gt;her. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Why??? This drives me insane. &amp;nbsp;I spent all those months teaching her to put her socks and shoes on. &amp;nbsp;She was proud for about a week and then begged me to do it. &amp;nbsp;Really? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Do I do this with God? &amp;nbsp;Do I insist on doing things for myself, ask him to teach me, learn to do it and then refuse to? &amp;nbsp;Probably. &amp;nbsp;Was there anyone in the Bible who continually asked for something, received it, and then got lazy with it? &amp;nbsp;That feeling of "ok, I got this now, but could you just do it anyway?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It's immature. &amp;nbsp;It's spiritually manipulative. &amp;nbsp;I&lt;a href="http://www.jonacuff.com/stuffchristianslike/2011/10/wondering-if-you-should-wait-on-god/"&gt;t's like when we don't make decisions under the excuse that we are "waiting to hear what God says"&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;In every circumstance in the Bible people were both moving &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;waiting on God. &amp;nbsp;We're hoping that he'll just do the dirty work for us. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;How about this guy?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="heading passage-class-0" style="margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jonacuff.com/stuffchristianslike/2011/10/wondering-if-you-should-wait-on-god/#more-5919"&gt;Mark 15:43 Joseph of Arimathea, a prominent member of the Council, who was himself &lt;i&gt;waiting&lt;/i&gt; for the kingdom of God, &lt;i&gt;went&lt;/i&gt; boldly to Pilate and asked for Jesus’ body.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We wait AND we do. &amp;nbsp;Part of the beautiful mysteries of Christianity. &amp;nbsp;We pray along the way, we keep moving, and God will be leading. &amp;nbsp;That's how this is supposed to work. &amp;nbsp;Let's try it that way. &amp;nbsp;Ready? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;.....you go first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Recently this exact thing happened to me. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I have gotten to know an old friend much better this pas year. &amp;nbsp;It's been a pleasure. &amp;nbsp;She is beautiful and loving and smart. &amp;nbsp;She makes me laugh. &amp;nbsp;It's wonderful getting to work with her. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But there's also this very obvious part of her that is a little immature. &amp;nbsp;A little Olivia-like. &amp;nbsp;Some part of her heart hasn't quite caught up to the rest of her life yet. &amp;nbsp;And it's irritating. &amp;nbsp;She can be needy and picky and demanding.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We all have this problem. &amp;nbsp;We have all been wounded somewhere and have built up some armor around it so that no one touches there. &amp;nbsp;Unfortunately that whole area under lock-down never grows either. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Her wound is very similar to ones I have suffered: she's a woman, the eldest of her siblings, &amp;nbsp;parents that have in some way failed. &amp;nbsp;And I see her respond like I did: survive. &amp;nbsp;When you've had to look out for yourself from too young of an age, you learn to survive by seeing what people have for you and taking it. &amp;nbsp;I did this. &amp;nbsp;It caused harm in my relationships because I would neglect to think of others so often. &amp;nbsp;I was using most of my head space to make sure I survived and I didn't have a lot of room left over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;People generally don't give when they feel they don't have anything to give. &amp;nbsp;People generally don't offer things out of a feeling of loss, instability or insecurity. &amp;nbsp;What some of my friends failed to understand about my life when we were younger is that when I didn't offer to pay, or didn't think of something nice to do for someone, it wasn't because I didn't love them, it was because I was so consumed with my own&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;survival&lt;/i&gt;, that I didn't have enough room in my brain and heart for that. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I made survival look clever and witty and sarcastic. &amp;nbsp;I made survival look like a free-spirited, can't-tie-me-down, don't-need-anyone, super-indepenedent artsy personality. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A lot of what we call "personality" is a carefully constructed armor around our wounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 19.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I see this in my friend, let's call her Anne. &amp;nbsp;I can see myself becoming the more generous person I always&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;wanted&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to be &amp;nbsp;over the past few years as there is more and more stability in my life, as I learn to trust God more and more. &amp;nbsp;I got a job that I was good at and didn't make me panic. &amp;nbsp;I moved out on my own for the last and final time. &amp;nbsp;I sold my car, started taking the bus, eventually bought a bike and got around on my own. &amp;nbsp;I finished Yoga teacher training, and got involved at church. &amp;nbsp;I began to see that God was in charge of the stability of my life- all along I thought it was all my job. &amp;nbsp;And then my fiancé came along- and offered me an intimate relationship filled with love and support and challenge and passion. &amp;nbsp;A&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;man&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(something it tok awhile for me to define properly or recognize) that was patient, wise, creative and willing to contintinually show up. &amp;nbsp;With him looking out for me I suddenly became free to let go of the remnants of survival mode and begin to envision building a life with God that didn't rely on my own resources, that was designed to flourish and give to others out of the overflow of that- not spend most of my energy trying to make it through the years and somehow maintain sanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 19.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;But Anne has yet to understand this. And the places where I have been healed don't want to bother dealing with her hurts. I don't feel like it. &amp;nbsp;I want to tell her to get over it. &amp;nbsp;I'm tempted to dismiss her a lot of the time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have all the faith in the world that she will get there. &amp;nbsp;That if she lets God in more and more, inch by inch, that he will have enough room to strip down her coping mechanisms and defenses and rebuild the life she thinks she wants. &amp;nbsp;He will do for her what he did for me when he told me "Sandra, stop telling me about your happy life. &amp;nbsp;Stop trying to arrange for it, &amp;nbsp;And I'll show you what that is". &amp;nbsp;This may sound like a simple direction, but as a woman, one who has had to survive on her own for so long that when her new nice boyfriend spontaneously cleans her shower it brings her to tears, it's a monumental task to take your hands off your own life. &amp;nbsp;I'm so glad I have begun to learn this. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 19.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;So Jesus said to me this morning, that what I need to do is to model generosity. If I'm becoming a reservoir, I have plenty to give. &amp;nbsp;She may not recognize it or acknowledge it. &amp;nbsp;But I need to continue to model it for her. &amp;nbsp;I'm excited. &amp;nbsp;I understand a little more of her heart today, and I know this struggle well. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;The enemy will always try to get you to do to someone what &lt;i&gt;he's &lt;/i&gt;doing to someone. &amp;nbsp;I read this in a &lt;a href="http://www.ransomedheart.com/"&gt;John Eldredge&lt;/a&gt; book once. &amp;nbsp;It's so true. &amp;nbsp;My response to Anne is to dismiss her as silly and immature- that's exactly what her parents have done, what others are probably doing. &amp;nbsp;Wouldn't that be a shame to get on board with that? &amp;nbsp;Instead of what God is doing in her life?&lt;b&gt; &amp;nbsp;Wouldn't it be sad if like Olivia, once taught how to do something I choose not to do it anymore and hope someone else takes care of it for me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 16.0px Georgia; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Matthew 5:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"Here's another way to put it: You're here to be light, bringing out the God-colors in the world. God is not a secret to be kept. We're going public with this, as public as a city on a hill. If I make you light-bearers, you don't think I'm going to hide you under a bucket, do you? I'm putting you on a light stand. Now that I've put you there on a hilltop, on a light stand—shine! Keep open house; be&amp;nbsp;generous&amp;nbsp;with your lives. By opening up to others, you'll prompt people to open up with God, this&amp;nbsp;generous&amp;nbsp;Father in heaven."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:&amp;nbsp;http://www.flickr.com/photos/36857535@N05/5715038135/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/1667590170553912685-4757108283855768808?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/4757108283855768808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/10/put-your-own-shoes-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/4757108283855768808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/4757108283855768808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/10/put-your-own-shoes-on.html' title='Put Your Own Shoes On'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDXrhMN0MpA/Tr6tl0ZblYI/AAAAAAAAAjI/YwCHIckqwU4/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-12+at+12.31.52+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-9032803772753602744</id><published>2011-10-29T09:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T14:06:17.637-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finish the race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just show up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being brave'/><title type='text'>Happy Endings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;My favorite part of the day is very early morning &amp;nbsp;When the sun is rising and the city is mostly still and I don't have to be anywhere quite yet. &amp;nbsp;Pretty sure people up and spending time with God at this hour are much holier, just saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I like the beginnings of things. &amp;nbsp;I like the part of my relationship when we decided to get married. &amp;nbsp;This planning part is kind of a nightmare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I like the beginning of the day before I've wasted time, yelled unnecessarily, judged someone, said the wrong thing and got demanding with my significant other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I like the beginning of a project- when there's ideas and excitement and hope and inspiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I like the beginning of a trip- when anything can happen and you could meet anyone or see anything. &amp;nbsp;When you have so much to look forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But Ecclesiastes says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Finishing is better than starting.Patience is better than pride."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;(7:8) &amp;nbsp;Or in the Message version:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;Endings are better than beginnings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sticking to it is better than standing out".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Huh. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;For one thing I know God is into good endings. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The son of God is born in a stable with some cows and sheep, but in the end he dies, is resurrected and saves the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Anyone can get engaged. &amp;nbsp;The more valuable part is the marriage- not everyone seems to be able to stay married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Deciding to get married in Ireland was a really fun hopeful idea- until we actually had to plan it and worse yet, &lt;i&gt;pay&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I like beginnings. &amp;nbsp;Before there is too much commitment, too much chance for my character flaws to be revealed, too much risk for me or someone else to screw it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But God likes endings. &amp;nbsp;He likes the part when we've earned it. &amp;nbsp;He likes the part where he saves the day and we feel relief and come out better on the other side. &amp;nbsp;He likes the part when we realize that we had no idea what was in store for us and finally understand the huge project that he was really undertaking. &amp;nbsp;He likes the part when we've worked together to accomplish something- and we did. &amp;nbsp;He likes the part when our hearts have been purified and grown just a little more; when we have a deeper relationship with him and the people around us; he likes the finish line, the finish version; the velveteen rabbit&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;after &lt;/i&gt;he's been loved too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Our culture likes the beginnings. &amp;nbsp;We want the wedding, but not the marriage. &amp;nbsp;We want youth, but the wisdom of the older and wiser. &amp;nbsp;We are constantly trying to keep things at the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But the beginning is the fetal stage. &amp;nbsp;The beginning is the naive part. &amp;nbsp;The end is where the joy is. &amp;nbsp;The end is where the wisdom and real love is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The way a garden gets better after seasons of weather, so our hearts and lives are richer, more colorful, more fragrant, more beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;What if we started living like the end was better than the beginning? Like the best was yet to come?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;I have fought the good fight, I have finished the&amp;nbsp;race, and I have remained faithful."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho4Cqy0lbdE/TqwCMFJicJI/AAAAAAAAAbA/LIoUL-CuGYM/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-10-29+at+9.39.24+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho4Cqy0lbdE/TqwCMFJicJI/AAAAAAAAAbA/LIoUL-CuGYM/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-10-29+at+9.39.24+AM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&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/1667590170553912685-9032803772753602744?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/9032803772753602744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-endings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/9032803772753602744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/9032803772753602744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-endings.html' title='Happy Endings'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho4Cqy0lbdE/TqwCMFJicJI/AAAAAAAAAbA/LIoUL-CuGYM/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-10-29+at+9.39.24+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-2103792819965773781</id><published>2011-10-23T13:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T13:44:05.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus-ade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gCaBnUNe4co/TomLN9HfgHI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/UP1GSgTtoFQ/s1600/28190_100696756648498_100001245212203_2790_3267567_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gCaBnUNe4co/TomLN9HfgHI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/UP1GSgTtoFQ/s320/28190_100696756648498_100001245212203_2790_3267567_n.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've never run a marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my uncle (see action shot above) has. I'm sure he's got plenty of advice and insight and stories to tell about it. &amp;nbsp;It cannot be an easy task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only frame of reference (other than the 10 mile run I once did) is birthing (even though I haven't actually done this myself yet either). &amp;nbsp;I am a birth junkie, and have begun a journey as a &lt;a href="http://sandrafraser.blogspot.com/"&gt;doula&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to help women during their labors. &amp;nbsp;One thing I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;know about birth is that you typically burn as many calories as when you run a marathon. &amp;nbsp;That's a lot of hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if you couldn't hydrate while running a marathon. &amp;nbsp;Your muscles tighten up, your strength depletes, every breath and every step becomes an effort of monumental proportions. &amp;nbsp;Most likely, you give up. &amp;nbsp;Who can do that? &amp;nbsp;Who &lt;i&gt;would&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;do that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me. &amp;nbsp;I would. &amp;nbsp;I do it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I mean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;(2 Tim. 4:6-8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(There's more &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Acts+20:23-25&amp;amp;version=NIV1984"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Life is a marathon. &amp;nbsp;It's not easy being human. &amp;nbsp;It's not easy being a Christian. &amp;nbsp;The way a marathon will strip you of your pride and overwhelm your body with pain, and then suddenly in a moment flood you with great joy and fulfillment- so is this life with Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Just as in birth, there is pain, focus, all energy towards one goal, sweat, blood and tears and then- hallelujah! &amp;nbsp;Here is this new life. &amp;nbsp;There is a reason and purpose for all of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In those two events, these events that take so much out of you, that drain so much energy and life from you, you want to hydrate. &amp;nbsp;When I'm dehydrated on a regular day I can tell. &amp;nbsp;I start to get fatigued, achy, tired. &amp;nbsp;Can't figure out what's wrong exactly. &amp;nbsp;Can't tell what I need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When I'm sick it's a little more obvious. &amp;nbsp;I can see the signs, I know I &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;that water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When I am spiritually dehydrated I feel it as well. &amp;nbsp;I can see the signs after a few days. I start to get downright bitchy. &amp;nbsp;I feel entitled to people treating me the way I feel they should. &amp;nbsp;Every move in life becomes fatiguing. &amp;nbsp;I want to give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Know that feeling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In my short 28 years I have come to recognize that as spiritual dehydration. &amp;nbsp;It's easier to see when I'm "sick"- when there are huge life-shaking events going on (death of loved one, struggling relationship, empty bank account, sick child etc). &amp;nbsp;It's harder to see when our biggest problem of the day is whether to have another cup of coffee or who should pick up the kids from school. But I eventually see that I haven't been coming back to my source, to the life well. &amp;nbsp;I have been neglecting to hydrate and fuel up my heart and spirit. No wonder those muscles feel tight and weak. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%204:7-14&amp;amp;version=MSG"&gt;"Jesus said, "Everyone who drinks this water will get thirsty again and again. Anyone who drinks the water I give will never thirst—not ever. The water I give will be an artesian spring within, gushing fountains of endless life."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(John 4:14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If life is a marathon, an adventure that requires all our energy and focus and engagement, I want my muscles running at their highest capacity. &amp;nbsp;I want hydrated muscles. &amp;nbsp;Jesus is an all-one-power drink for you spirit. &amp;nbsp;The Bible, and time with him = bread and water for your spirit. &amp;nbsp;All you need. &amp;nbsp;Forget Gatorade. (Or coconut water if you're &amp;nbsp;a holistic hippie like me). &amp;nbsp;Try some Jesus. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And remember this: the difficulties help us develop endurance and character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=romans%205:3&amp;amp;version=NLT"&gt;"We can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they help us develop endurance."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;(Romans 5:3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&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/1667590170553912685-2103792819965773781?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/2103792819965773781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/10/jesus-ade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/2103792819965773781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/2103792819965773781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/10/jesus-ade.html' title='Jesus-ade'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gCaBnUNe4co/TomLN9HfgHI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/UP1GSgTtoFQ/s72-c/28190_100696756648498_100001245212203_2790_3267567_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-9144696968382609580</id><published>2011-10-23T13:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T15:03:50.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Ice Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wxibcT0wSvw/Tr6uRwN4dbI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/9LAZaWmx6Z4/s1600/321855_808021227217_39607761_38464767_867198794_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wxibcT0wSvw/Tr6uRwN4dbI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/9LAZaWmx6Z4/s320/321855_808021227217_39607761_38464767_867198794_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;How much are you worth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We live in America where everything has a dollar sign attached to it. &amp;nbsp;My house cost this much, my wedding cost this much, my car cost this much.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We also attach amounts to things that are even more difficult to define:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;my education cost me $$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;my baby's birth cost me $$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;my dad's funeral cost me $$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It's hard to not think in terms of dollars and cents but what that translates to is how much we believe &lt;i&gt;we &lt;/i&gt;are&amp;nbsp;worth. &amp;nbsp;That's even the language that's used. &amp;nbsp;"Bill Gates is worth $4 billion dollars". &amp;nbsp;It's often so subtle we don't always notice we're doing it- deriving our value from our dollar signs. &amp;nbsp;But think how you feel when you finally can afford a bigger house or a nicer car. &amp;nbsp;Think of how you feel when you have to sell something because you need the money. &amp;nbsp;Think of how you feel when you have to tell someone you can't afford to travel to their wedding or you couldn't afford graduate school, or .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Last weekend my boyfriend and I did something really fun. &amp;nbsp;We went to size my engagement ring. &amp;nbsp;We wanted to make sure it was the right fit. &amp;nbsp;(I'm a 6.5 in case you were wondering ). &amp;nbsp;It was really exciting. &amp;nbsp;It actually felt very different to be trying on engagement rings- more different than I&amp;nbsp;anticipated. &amp;nbsp; I had been telling him that I didn't want a ring, didn't need it. &amp;nbsp;It was more about getting married than a piece of jewelry. &amp;nbsp;And I &lt;i&gt;meant&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;that. I still do. &amp;nbsp;But there was something else that happened when I put a few of those rings on- I suddenly &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;wanted &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;an engagement ring. &amp;nbsp;People talked to us differently- they talked to us like a married couple. &amp;nbsp;They took us seriously. &amp;nbsp;There's a reason why we change titles when we get married- &lt;i&gt;boyfriend &lt;/i&gt;carries a lot less weight than&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;husband.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;It means something. &amp;nbsp;It represents something. &amp;nbsp;A commitment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And so does that ring. &amp;nbsp;Whether I like it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;All the way home I cried. &amp;nbsp;Much to the confusion of both Bryan and me. &amp;nbsp;He asked me why it was so difficult for me to admit that I wanted a ring, and wanted &lt;i&gt;the &lt;/i&gt;ring that I wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ummm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Part of it was fear that I could lose it. &amp;nbsp;Not the ring, but the whole thing. &amp;nbsp;I've been talking about my wedding since I was a little girl. &amp;nbsp;And here it is. &amp;nbsp;And it's overwhelming. &amp;nbsp;The more you &lt;b&gt;want &lt;/b&gt;and&amp;nbsp;the more you &lt;b&gt;have&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;the more you have to lose; and growing up so many valuable things were taken from me that I found it easier to not really want them anymore- less disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The other part of the reason was that it assigned a new value to me. &amp;nbsp;This ring &lt;i&gt;costs&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;something. &amp;nbsp;This isn't the &amp;nbsp;$100 Lapis&amp;nbsp;ring we bought down the shore. &amp;nbsp;This isn't for fun. &amp;nbsp;This ring has a number value attached to it that will cost Bryan a good part of his pay. &amp;nbsp;This is an investment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And suddenly I felt like I wasn't worth it. &amp;nbsp;Do I &lt;i&gt;deserve&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;that? &amp;nbsp;Can I handle that? &amp;nbsp;I felt guilty for making him dish out that much cash for &lt;i&gt;me. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;For something decorative really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And it made me think about Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jesus&amp;nbsp;sacrificed. &amp;nbsp;It cost God everything to be with us. &amp;nbsp;Everything to promise life for us. &amp;nbsp;And isn't that what an engagement ring is? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As Christians we often feel unworthy of that gift. &amp;nbsp;So we try to earn it. &amp;nbsp;We say things like "I'll just serve more" &amp;nbsp;"I'll give more money" or "I'll be 'good'." (whatever that means). &amp;nbsp;Thinking all the while that we can be worthy of that promise somehow. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But that's not our job&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;nbsp;He's already offered it to us. &amp;nbsp;He's already made the sacrifice and the promise. &amp;nbsp;And we can never be perfect. &amp;nbsp;We can never deserve the thing he has done for us- giving us everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Doesn't the Bible say that Christ is to the church like a husband is to a wife? &amp;nbsp;Sacrificing his life for hers? &amp;nbsp;Giving &lt;a href="http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/05/dying-to-be-with-you.html"&gt;everything for her&lt;/a&gt; to have a complete life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her." &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ephesians 5:25)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And the rest of the verse says in turn, we, the bride, the church, respect him. &amp;nbsp;Submit (I know scary word) to the wisdom of Christ (or the husband). &amp;nbsp;Trust him to make good decisions because we are choosing to believe that our best interest is their greatest priority. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It does not say at the end of that verse that the bride (the wife or the church) should then feel guilty, and try desperately to be worthy of that kind of sacrifice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;What Bryan wants from me when he gives me that ring is a mutual respect, an acceptance of his love and his promise, a willingness to wait and plan for wedding day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Remember Jesus' speech? &amp;nbsp;the one where he is leaving and going back to heaven. &amp;nbsp;He says&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;"My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;" &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This is his engagement promise!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;In Jewish culture of that time, when a girl was "of age" to be married her father would make arrangements with some young man's father for them to be married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Then there would be a ceremony where the boy would offer the young girl a cup of wine. &amp;nbsp;If she drank it, she was accepting the offer and now they were engaged. &amp;nbsp;And the &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;work began. &amp;nbsp;He would head back to his father's house and start building a room for them to live in there. &amp;nbsp;His father had probably done the same thing, and possibly his brothers, so this was probably a very large multi-family home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;She didn't know when he would be done and when he would return for her. &amp;nbsp;It usually took about a year. &amp;nbsp;For a year she would light her lamp in her window so that when he was finished and his father approved, he would know which window was his bride's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;“Be dressed ready for service and keep your lamps burning" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Luke 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;My job while Bryan gets his new career going and we plan the wedding is to keep that lamp going. &amp;nbsp;Preparing. &amp;nbsp;His job is to set up the life for us. &amp;nbsp;When Jesus left he said the same thing- promising that we are going to live with him and be together forever- he just needs to prepare it, and we need to be preparing as well. &amp;nbsp;The life you live with Jesus here is the engagement. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding.html"&gt;The Wedding&lt;/a&gt; is yet to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So if Jesus is proposing to us, doesn't that make us valuable? &amp;nbsp;Doesn't that make us worthy of the gift merely by it being offered to us? &amp;nbsp;He made us holy when he died for us and we accepted it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Maybe we need to get a little more comfortable with the idea that we don't need to earn his approval anymore- we have it. &amp;nbsp;And an offer of forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:&amp;nbsp;https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=39607761&amp;amp;sk=info)&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/1667590170553912685-9144696968382609580?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/9144696968382609580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/10/ice-ice-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/9144696968382609580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/9144696968382609580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/10/ice-ice-baby.html' title='Ice Ice Baby'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wxibcT0wSvw/Tr6uRwN4dbI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/9LAZaWmx6Z4/s72-c/321855_808021227217_39607761_38464767_867198794_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-5829767789203586699</id><published>2011-09-27T15:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T15:23:59.681-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Guy Said It Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FF_XEg-u198/ToIizMjjYyI/AAAAAAAAAZA/08MqN5iG_3s/s1600/thorns.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FF_XEg-u198/ToIizMjjYyI/AAAAAAAAAZA/08MqN5iG_3s/s320/thorns.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to share a great blog I read this morning. &amp;nbsp;This guy is a pastor, artist, speaker and general rockstar. &amp;nbsp;Check out &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/2011/09/anxietythorn/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+RagamuffinSoul+%28Ragamuffin+Soul%29"&gt;this recent post.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's talking about this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;2 Corinthians 12&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; Therefore, in order to keep me from becoming conceited, I was given a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29031" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29032" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;But he said to me,&lt;span class="woj"&gt;“&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My grace is sufficient &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29033" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;For when I am weak, then I am strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Consider that there is nothing that isn't purposed, and nothing that God is not larger than. &amp;nbsp;No circumstance, fear, illness, disorder, lack, or pain. &amp;nbsp;And everytime we move and that thorn digs in, God does some healing, God reveals a strength we did not know was possible. &amp;nbsp;&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/1667590170553912685-5829767789203586699?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/5829767789203586699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-guy-said-it-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/5829767789203586699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/5829767789203586699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-guy-said-it-well.html' title='This Guy Said It Well'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FF_XEg-u198/ToIizMjjYyI/AAAAAAAAAZA/08MqN5iG_3s/s72-c/thorns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-8498162806576742118</id><published>2011-09-22T14:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T14:06:48.688-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='take care of yourself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shame'/><title type='text'>Am I Too Tan?</title><content type='html'>I thought this was beautiful. &amp;nbsp;I love &lt;a href="http://lifeblessons.blogspot.com/"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-px3qVrrxe94/TnuCUqWQj0I/AAAAAAAAAYs/TriESx_2DIo/s1600/life+blessons.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-px3qVrrxe94/TnuCUqWQj0I/AAAAAAAAAYs/TriESx_2DIo/s320/life+blessons.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifeblessons.blogspot.com/"&gt;Life Blessons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-8498162806576742118?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/8498162806576742118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/09/am-i-too-tan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/8498162806576742118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/8498162806576742118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/09/am-i-too-tan.html' title='Am I Too Tan?'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-px3qVrrxe94/TnuCUqWQj0I/AAAAAAAAAYs/TriESx_2DIo/s72-c/life+blessons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-6047240265328137549</id><published>2011-09-18T09:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T19:28:24.786-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='runaway bride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just keep swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just show up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being brave'/><title type='text'>How Finding Nemo Can Teach You About God</title><content type='html'>&lt;w:sdt contentlocked="t" id="89512093" sdtgroup="t"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 1pt;"&gt;&lt;w:sdtpr&gt;&lt;/w:sdtpr&gt;&lt;w:sdt docpart="3A947BC6BEA149BB83932575188B5430" id="89512082" storeitemid="X_079FB576-6A8D-47A4-8B92-6E6B55BCE936" text="t" title="Post Title" xpath="/ns0:BlogPostInfo/ns0:PostTitle"&gt;&lt;/w:sdt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/w:sdt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="Publishwithline"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 18px;"&gt;After careful research and years of being a coward I've decided the basic ingredient for being a hero in life is merely location.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;w:sdt contentlocked="t" id="89512093" sdtgroup="t" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 1pt;"&gt;&lt;w:sdtpr&gt;&lt;/w:sdtpr&gt;&lt;w:sdt docpart="2F499B638CCA4C0FAE76BEA4CE27550A" id="89512082" storeitemid="X_079FB576-6A8D-47A4-8B92-6E6B55BCE936" text="t" title="Post Title" xpath="/ns0:BlogPostInfo/ns0:PostTitle"&gt;&lt;/w:sdt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/w:sdt&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The key to being brave is showing up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Allow me to praise my man for a minute. &amp;nbsp;He is brilliant at this. &amp;nbsp;He shows up. &amp;nbsp;He gets up early to be the first at work. &amp;nbsp;He ignores the conference call when we have something more important to discuss. He shows up. &amp;nbsp;Even when all it would take to leave a conversation is to hang up the phone, he stays. &amp;nbsp;When my father died 3 months into our dating relationship, he stayed. &amp;nbsp;When I was an emotional mess basically living on coffee and whiskey, he stayed. &amp;nbsp;When it meant spending all his money to visit me five hours away, he stayed. &amp;nbsp;When he screws up and could easily hide, he shows up.&amp;nbsp; He is the bravest man I know. &amp;nbsp;It inspires me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;In the Bible, the bravest people were the ones that just stuck it out. &amp;nbsp;God didn't ask them to invent a solution. &amp;nbsp;He merely asked them to stay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm+27:14&amp;amp;version=31"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #651300; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;Psalm 27:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the LORD; be&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;strong&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and take heart and wait for the LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;He says “Wait. &amp;nbsp;Just stay with me in this. &amp;nbsp;I know it's tough. &amp;nbsp;I know you want to run. &amp;nbsp;I know you think that there is a greener pasture over there my little sheep, but there's not. &amp;nbsp;I promise. &amp;nbsp;Trust me. &amp;nbsp;Stay here.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;When Abraham was supposed to be the father of nations and 100 years had gone by without one kid- he had to wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;When Gideon was supposed to wage a war and all God had given him was claypots and 300 guys, he had to wait for victory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;When David was called to be King but it was still Saul's turn and he found himself hiding in caves, he had to wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;When Joseph was supposed to marry Mary, and she got pregnant with Jesus, he had to wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;When the other Joseph had a vision about being in charge, and his brothers abandon him to an Egyptian prison, he had to wait for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;When Noah was building a huge boat in a world that had never seen rain before, being mocked by everyone around him, he had to wait.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;When Jacob wanted to marry Rachel, and had to work 14 years first, he had to put in the time.&amp;nbsp; And wait. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The Bible is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;full&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;of people waiting and continuing to follow in step with what God promised them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I'm beginning to think that that is the definition of being brave.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The closer Bryan and I get to making serious life plans, the more afraid I become.&amp;nbsp; Not because of Bryan, but because of wounds.&amp;nbsp; Childhood fears. When I stay, showing up and waiting even when I’m scared- that’s the bravest choice. It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;makes room for God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;to build my faith up in him, and trust in Bryan. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;We called it the runaway bride syndrome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Isn't that what Israel did? &amp;nbsp;God calls her is runaway bride. &amp;nbsp;The church is God's bride, and we often run and hide wherever we can. Whenever the Israelites got scared in the waiting period (forty years wandering around a desert would probably do that to most people), they would whine, they would cheat. &amp;nbsp;They'd find some wooden god to give their attention to. &amp;nbsp;In their hearts they would decide that this was as good as it gets.&amp;nbsp; They knew everything about God, there was never going to be any change, and they’d check out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;The church is God's bride, and we are constantly running away. &amp;nbsp;We get scared or bored and stop pursuing&amp;nbsp; Him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;I think one of the main reasons relationship fail is that people stop pursuing each other.&amp;nbsp; They believe the lie that there is nothing left to know about that person and stop engaging.&amp;nbsp; They stop showing up just a little…and are surprised to find they’re suddenly miles away from this person and the relationship is over.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;We do it with people, and we do it with God. &amp;nbsp;Let’s choose to change that.&amp;nbsp; Let's be brave. &amp;nbsp;Not by grand gestures or dramatic shows, but by showing up and deciding to not be the Runaway Bride.&amp;nbsp; Just show up. Show up when you don't feel like it. &amp;nbsp;Show up when the pain seems too much. &amp;nbsp;Show up when you have a lot at stake. &amp;nbsp;Show up when it means being vulnerable. &amp;nbsp;Show up when you are afraid. &amp;nbsp;Show up. Show up. Show up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;It gives God room to do something beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;Look at all the miracles at the end of the stories I listed earlier? &amp;nbsp;Noah and his family were the only survivors on earth, Jesus was born, David became King, Gideon won the battle, Joseph became Pharaoh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Finding Nemo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;? &amp;nbsp;"Just keep swimming, just keep swimming..." That's a little mantra of mine. &amp;nbsp;Everything hurts right now? &amp;nbsp;Just keep swimming. &amp;nbsp;You're terrified that you could lose something essential to you? &amp;nbsp;Just keep swimming. You are flooded with doubts? Just keep swimming. &amp;nbsp;Nothing seems to ever change? &amp;nbsp;Just keep swimming. &amp;nbsp;Jesus won't let you drown. &amp;nbsp;I promise. &amp;nbsp;He promises.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;What are some experiences you have of this? &amp;nbsp;Have you found yourself rewarded for sticking with it? Staying put? &amp;nbsp;Or are you struggling to show up for something you’ve lost hope in?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.focusonlinecommunities.com/blogs/Finding_Home/2010/12/09/just-show-up"&gt;Check out this guys' blog post too&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W_UEWtD6Y68/Tm-eLqFb2lI/AAAAAAAAAWM/8bBuQkhpLQo/s320/showup3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/CmyUkm2qlhA/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CmyUkm2qlhA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CmyUkm2qlhA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Bodoni MT', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/1667590170553912685-6047240265328137549?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/6047240265328137549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-finding-nemo-can-save-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/6047240265328137549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/6047240265328137549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-finding-nemo-can-save-your.html' title='How Finding Nemo Can Teach You About God'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W_UEWtD6Y68/Tm-eLqFb2lI/AAAAAAAAAWM/8bBuQkhpLQo/s72-c/showup3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-7967733575704004705</id><published>2011-09-15T09:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T14:54:09.559-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atheism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 Corinthians 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intelligence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wise'/><title type='text'>Smart-Ass (is it wiser to be an Atheist?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nzQzbM88nNo/TrwroPbDwhI/AAAAAAAAAeI/jXcfM4Pbkcg/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+2.52.11+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nzQzbM88nNo/TrwroPbDwhI/AAAAAAAAAeI/jXcfM4Pbkcg/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+2.52.11+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Can you define intelligence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Is it more education or better intuition? Is it more accumulated 'factual' knowledge or accumulated experience? &amp;nbsp;Is it the belief that we are in control of our lives or the humbling realization that we are not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 19px;"&gt;1 Corinthians 1:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;“I will destroy the wisdom of the wise;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;the intelligence of the intelligent I will frustrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Just because you have a higher degree in religious studies doesn't mean you have a better understanding of God. &amp;nbsp;Just because you have a degree in music doesn't mean you can compose better than Mozart. &amp;nbsp;Just because you have a PhD in science doesn't mean you will ask the right questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I stumbled across this article today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.psychologytoday.com/collections/201109/do-we-need-spirituality/why-atheism-will-replace-religion-new-evidence"&gt;http://www.psychologytoday.com/collections/201109/do-we-need-spirituality/why-atheism-will-replace-religion-new-evidence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;According to their research more affluent countries have a higher rate of Atheism. &amp;nbsp;In fact, underdeveloped countries have almost no Atheism. &amp;nbsp;The authors have concluded that therefore Atheists are more intelligent. &amp;nbsp;This is based on the belief that more "developed" countries are more intelligent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;I would like to challenge their definition of intelligence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Are we defining intelligence by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;a high IQ (the ability to take an IQ test well)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;by level of education (the ability to afford to spend 10 years or more of life and $200k to read books and write papers)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;by field (i.e.scientists are smart, people who run companies are smart, people who work at the companies are not so smart)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;by having 'control' over their lives (economic stability)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Perhaps intelligence is not the belief that we have control over our lives but the humble realization that we do not. &amp;nbsp;They are suggesting in this article that people who have economic stability are smarter and therefore realize religion is useless. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps the wiser are those who realize just how fragile life is. &amp;nbsp;Is it more intelligent to think that you can safeguard yourself against death, poverty and disease or to accept that you have no control and recognize the authority who does?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Is it wiser to define intelligence by man-made self-fulfilling standards or by the standard of the one who created you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;Is it wiser to say that the "developed" countries who sell plastic as food, poison our own air and water, destroy our own land and oppress those less wealthy are &lt;i&gt;more intelligent&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;than groups of people who value knowledge of the earth, seasons and family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;People would think of America as the most developed country, and yet our infant mortality rate is below that of some underdeveloped countries! &amp;nbsp;We have lost the &lt;i&gt;intelligence&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;that midwives passed on from experience and intuition through generations. &amp;nbsp;Yet we are more 'educated' than ever before. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps we are defining intelligence incorrectly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;It is a gross over-simplification to say that intelligence and Atheism are related; to suggest that relationship with God is a tool used to support the weak-minded. &amp;nbsp;Sounds like someone's self-justifying theory. &amp;nbsp;It is much easier to write God off all together if you create a belief that he is a created drug of the less intelligent. &amp;nbsp;Far more brave to risk exploring the relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;What are your thoughts on this? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit: Politicsanonymous.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-7967733575704004705?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/7967733575704004705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/09/smart-ass-is-it-wiser-to-be-atheist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/7967733575704004705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/7967733575704004705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/09/smart-ass-is-it-wiser-to-be-atheist.html' title='Smart-Ass (is it wiser to be an Atheist?)'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nzQzbM88nNo/TrwroPbDwhI/AAAAAAAAAeI/jXcfM4Pbkcg/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+2.52.11+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-6382291235129906249</id><published>2011-09-15T06:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T07:00:42.375-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proverbs 31'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women of God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revive our hearts'/><title type='text'>I hate Proverbs 31</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I do hate Provers 31. &amp;nbsp;But since it's in the Bible, it's probably there for a reason. A great friend of mine created this piece of art for her family, and since it is all about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Actions,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;and the Proverbs 31 woman is quite active, I thought it was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Inspiring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QGPTd6i1B7Q/Tm-hjjLmAbI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/jjMJhXMrYkM/s1600/1john318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QGPTd6i1B7Q/Tm-hjjLmAbI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/jjMJhXMrYkM/s320/1john318.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Creativity and Photo Credit: Lindsay Jane Gale&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=746703305"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=746703305&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my ladies out there....I came across &lt;a href="http://www.reviveourhearts.com/challenge/"&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt; via&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lifeblessons.blogspot.com/"&gt;one of my favorite blogs.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a 30 day challenge on the website about the Proverbs 31 woman. &amp;nbsp;I'm on Day 2 and already enjoying it. &amp;nbsp;That passage can make anyone feel like a loser, and so I'm determined to understand what God's message is through it! IAnyone want to do it with me??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-6382291235129906249?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/6382291235129906249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-hate-proverbs-31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/6382291235129906249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/6382291235129906249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-hate-proverbs-31.html' title='I hate Proverbs 31'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QGPTd6i1B7Q/Tm-hjjLmAbI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/jjMJhXMrYkM/s72-c/1john318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-1589581940240409578</id><published>2011-09-12T13:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T14:59:41.116-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='striving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strengthen faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anusara Yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='build faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning to trust Jesus'/><title type='text'>Trust Your Equipment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lT9LyT94-JM/TrwtGsGemII/AAAAAAAAAeY/uS9PJ09__So/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+2.58.36+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lT9LyT94-JM/TrwtGsGemII/AAAAAAAAAeY/uS9PJ09__So/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+2.58.36+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;Ecclesiastes says "Nothing under the sun is truly new". God is the original creator and you can see his truths repeated and woven into other people's ideas all around you.  In New Age philosophies you find pieces of truth that have been wrapped up in invented stories, like children's books.  I was in an Anusara class the other day.  Anusara is a yoga denomination that focuses on an "open heart" practice.   A part of their main philosophy is "alignment with the divine".  They say "as we deepen our alignment with the Supreme we step into the flow of grace."  This has a huge element of truth in it.  Yes, they are not using Gods name, and don't understand that this is a Biblical principle, but it is nonetheless.  The more we align our hearts with God, the more we are living in grace.  "Walk with me and work with me-watch how I do it.  Learn the unforced rhythms of grace.  I wont lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you" (Matthew 11:29 MSG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;In this class that I took the instructor began with a story about learning to do a zip line in Costa Rica.  She told the guide that she was afraid; she'd never done this before.  His response was to "trust your equipment" and then he proceeded to show her the ins-and-outs of what was going to carry her through the top of the rainforest. As I would have done, she immediately translated that idea into other parts of life.  In my yoga practice, I need to trust my equipment.  This means having a respect for the body I have been given, putting energy into knowing and understanding it, and learning to trust it.  When I understand intimately how my body works, even when I become afraid (of say trying anything upside down) I can trust that my body will work the way I know it to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;That is an essential truth of Jesus' ministry: to line up with his heart, trust him, and watch him work out everything beautifully.  The more we know how Jesus works and thinks and moves, the more we trust him.  The more we trust him, the more room he has to accomplish bigger and bigger things- things we couldn't have imagined.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;One of the most useful things I have learned in Anusara classes is how to cease &lt;em&gt;striving&lt;/em&gt;.  I am prone to pushing myself- kicking up into handstand determined to &lt;em&gt;arrive&lt;/em&gt; somewhere.  Anusara teaches that by slowly building up the strength in your body and learning to trust it, you &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; arrive there, &lt;em&gt;with grace.&lt;/em&gt; "Answer this question: Does the God who lavishly provides you with his own presence, his Holy Spirit, working things in your lives you could never do for yourselves, does he do these things because of your strenuous moral striving or because you trust him to do them in you?" (Galatians 3:5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;This is something I need to be written into the folds of my heart so that I can live in it.  I want to understand that things don't come by force, but by grace.  That building up my faith to be strong, little by little, and learning to trust Jesus more and more, I will arrive at beautiful places.  This happens by following the "unforced rhythms of grace" and not by kicking and sweating and pushing and striving.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;Let's be people that rest in God, trusting that he has equipped us for whatever we need.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:&amp;nbsp;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Zip-line_over_rainforest_canopy_4_January_2005,_Costa_Rica.jpg)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-1589581940240409578?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/1589581940240409578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/09/trust-your-equipment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/1589581940240409578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/1589581940240409578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/09/trust-your-equipment.html' title='Trust Your Equipment'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lT9LyT94-JM/TrwtGsGemII/AAAAAAAAAeY/uS9PJ09__So/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+2.58.36+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-1685135299735103289</id><published>2011-09-12T09:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T09:12:01.747-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you experiencing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='640' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-B3sMOcOg2KI/Tm4FHp_X02I/AAAAAAAAAWI/nFQd3ZJBroQ/img.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;One of my inspirations: &lt;br /&gt;http://blog.ransomedheart.com/john/2011/09/experiencing-jesus.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-1685135299735103289?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/1685135299735103289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-are-you-experiencing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/1685135299735103289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/1685135299735103289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-are-you-experiencing.html' title='What are you experiencing?'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-B3sMOcOg2KI/Tm4FHp_X02I/AAAAAAAAAWI/nFQd3ZJBroQ/s72-c/img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-536005871286464543</id><published>2011-09-04T17:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:03:30.745-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='word'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice the word'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phillipians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='try'/><title type='text'>Practice Makes....Practice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AcTBm7qBeMA/Trwt3c0g9TI/AAAAAAAAAeg/aNx_vLZRWNU/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.00.41+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AcTBm7qBeMA/Trwt3c0g9TI/AAAAAAAAAeg/aNx_vLZRWNU/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.00.41+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another blog: StuffNanniesLike.blogspot.com.&amp;nbsp; It's pretty self-explanatory, it's obviously inspired by Jon Acuff's &lt;em&gt;Stuff Christians Like&lt;/em&gt;, (which was inspired by Christian Lander's &lt;em&gt;Stuff White People Like&lt;/em&gt;.)&amp;nbsp; But Jon Acuff also writes other things.&amp;nbsp; Among them a great book called &lt;i&gt;Quitters&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I think books find you.&amp;nbsp; This is a belief that I have held for along time.&amp;nbsp; Books seem to appear just when you need them- superhero style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was one of those books for me.&amp;nbsp; I have recently begun to ask myself questions about what I want to do over the next few years.&amp;nbsp; I've been wondering what my real passion is, besides people.&amp;nbsp; This will probably seem pretty obvious but it turns out: I like to write. You may be saying to yourself or possibly out loud to your laptop or iPhone right now "Sandie, you've been writing for two years, how did you not know you enjoyed writing??"&amp;nbsp; And you would have a good point.&amp;nbsp; But often things aren't that obvious to the people living in them - the forest for the trees.&amp;nbsp; When you're living your life day-to-day, it's sometimes a little difficult for you to see the major plot lines that outside observers can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this revelation inspired was a desire to write more and more things.&amp;nbsp; Mountains of things.&amp;nbsp; Things I could publish and become famous for and sign and sound important.&amp;nbsp; Things that would title me &lt;em&gt;Author&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I considered just introducing myself that way like you would &lt;em&gt;Dr.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;"Hello, I'm &lt;em&gt;Author&lt;/em&gt; Sandra Fraser.&amp;nbsp; Lovely to meet you, yes I do travel the world doing book tours and speeches.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for noticing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as that lovely little cartoon in my head faded and I had to actually write things, I quit. It was too overwhelming.&amp;nbsp; There were a familiar group of voices gathering my head.&amp;nbsp; They sang a little chorus that went something like this "You can't do it.&amp;nbsp; What on earth are you going to write? No one even reads the blog you have now.&amp;nbsp; What if you write and it turns out terribly and no one ever ever wants to publish anything?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were not friendly voices, but very recognizable, we go &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; back.&amp;nbsp; But this time was different.&amp;nbsp; This time I took a golden nugget from &lt;em&gt;Quitters,&lt;/em&gt;a little encouragement from my boyfriend, and realized that I needed to &lt;em&gt;practice. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I have always had the idea that I would write or draw something and everyone would see immediately that it was amazing and want to own it/buy it/publish it.&amp;nbsp; And that would be the way the rest of my life went.&amp;nbsp; This fear that that isn't going to happen has paralyzed me on many occasions from even attempting it.&amp;nbsp; What Jon (and the boyfriend) kindly suggested is that it takes practice.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I do have a knack for writing and a desire to do it.&amp;nbsp; But nothing will ever come of it until I actual &lt;em&gt;do it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; Until I practice it so I can get better.&amp;nbsp; I doubt Michelangelo woke up one day and just sculpted a masterpiece.&amp;nbsp; I bet there were hundreds of stones he threw away.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my yoga practice (note that we actually call it &lt;em&gt;practice)&lt;/em&gt;, I am more than willing to attempt and "fail".&amp;nbsp; I keep trying handstand over and over again but cannot seem to get my feet to cooperate and stay above my head.&amp;nbsp; I know though, that like headstand, I will eventually be able to easily float up into the beautiful pose.&amp;nbsp; And I have no problem practicing and practicing. I enjoy the practice because I enjoy yoga.&amp;nbsp; It's time to transfer that to the rest of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's why God says he'll write his law in our hearts.&amp;nbsp; We gotta get it in there so that it becomes second nature.&amp;nbsp; The more time I spend "practicing" the word of God, the more it becomes something I just do.&amp;nbsp; The more it becomes part of my way of seeing the world, my way of speaking, my way of thinking.&amp;nbsp; I need to know God's heart in order to become more like him.&amp;nbsp; Philliipians 4 says "Summing it all up, friends, I'd say you'll do best by filling your minds and meditating on things true, noble, reputable, authentic, compelling, gracious—the best, not the worst; the beautiful, not the ugly; things to praise, not things to curse. Put into practice what you learned from me, what you heard and saw and realized. Do that, and God, who makes everything work together, will work you into his most excellent harmonies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Rumi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that what we want?&amp;nbsp; If we're going to use the word to live our lives by we need to practice it.&amp;nbsp; If it's going to be a weapon against the things the enemy throws at us, we need to take time learning how to use it.&amp;nbsp; If it's the way that God speaks to us the most, shouldn't we practice learning that language?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:&amp;nbsp;http://www.bostonherald.com/blogs/lifestyle/best_life_ever/?p=557)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-536005871286464543?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/536005871286464543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/09/practice-makespractice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/536005871286464543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/536005871286464543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/09/practice-makespractice.html' title='Practice Makes....Practice.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AcTBm7qBeMA/Trwt3c0g9TI/AAAAAAAAAeg/aNx_vLZRWNU/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.00.41+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-844208739752220459</id><published>2011-08-31T07:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T07:13:15.675-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead bones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redeem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart of stone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disability'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>If it Ain't Broke, Break it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/_fxvxn7wwrA/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_fxvxn7wwrA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_fxvxn7wwrA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you break a bone and it isn't reset properly, as your bone heals it will stay misshapen.&amp;nbsp; If you break your leg, for example, and cannot get to a hospital, it will eventually heal, but it will leave you limping and possibly with a crutch.&amp;nbsp; I've heard that often in cases like these, the bone needs to be re-broken in order to reset it properly and heal correctly, without a handicap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I realized this was true for our inner-selves as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without weighing you down with details, I'll give you the skeleton (pun intended) of the story.&amp;nbsp; My wonderful significant other Bryan and I had a fight.&amp;nbsp; He screwed up.&amp;nbsp; He did something that broke my heart a little.&amp;nbsp; It was something he did out of his own brokenness.&amp;nbsp; He didn't have a good reason.&amp;nbsp; He certainly didn't do it on purpose.&amp;nbsp; He just found himself in this situation , making choices he regretted immediately.&amp;nbsp; We all do this or have done this.&amp;nbsp; My pastor always says "hurting people hurt people".&amp;nbsp; When we have been wounded somewhere we make choices based on that wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often the wound is so old and we've lived with it so long we don't even notice the limp anymore.&amp;nbsp; We don't even realize how limited our range of motion has become.&amp;nbsp; We forget that before this crutch we used to ride bikes and go surfing.&amp;nbsp; That was a dream of our youth.&amp;nbsp; We're just grown ups now.&amp;nbsp; And grown ups don't do those sort of frivolous things.&amp;nbsp; We build up a whole world view around our disability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This had happened to my Bryan.&amp;nbsp; He made a choice that, to him, seemed to come from nowhere.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; could clearly see it was his handicap.&amp;nbsp; An old broken bone that hadn't had God's healing touch on it yet, and so it had set improperly. Isn't it always easier to see other people's wounds than our own? This week, because this choice involved me, this wound got some surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I wasn't the surgeon.&amp;nbsp; But maybe I was the scalpel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not an easy process for Bryan to feel that bone re-broken.&amp;nbsp; It brought a whole mess of stuff up that he'd attached to that wound and thought was gone forever.&amp;nbsp; He'd "handled" it, he said. There was/is quite a lot of pain involved in that process. But in the end, the precision, grace, and delicacy with which God did this surgery was beautiful to watch.&amp;nbsp; And he felt relief.&amp;nbsp; He realized that he had been limping around for years and now he was free to dance again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so patient that way.&amp;nbsp; So brilliant.&amp;nbsp; He could have sat Bryan down and smacked him in the face with guilt about this wound "Why didn't you come to me earlier?? Now look at it! This is a mess!" .&amp;nbsp; He could have shamed him or blamed him.&amp;nbsp; He didn't.&amp;nbsp; He just re-broke that bone, sad that His beloved had to suffer some more, knowing it was the only way to true wholeness and health, and then stitched him up.&amp;nbsp; It was beautiful to watch.&amp;nbsp; Painful and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would it look like if we let God into our old broken bones earlier?&amp;nbsp; What kind of life could he breathe into some areas of my life that I think are working just fine but are limping around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Ezekiel?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Then he said to me, “Speak a prophetic message to these bones and say, ‘Dry bones, listen to the word of the L&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;ord&lt;/span&gt;! This is what the Sovereign L&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;ord&lt;/span&gt; says: Look!&lt;b&gt; I am going to put breath into you and make you live again&lt;/b&gt;!&amp;nbsp;  I will put flesh and muscles on you and cover you with skin. I will put  breath into you, and you will come to life. Then you will know that I  am the L&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;ord&lt;/span&gt;.’”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just an encounter with Jesus that we need to breathe life back into the dead bones, the misshapen bones, the parts of our hearts that are stone.&amp;nbsp; Let God's rushing waters soften our stony hearts.&amp;nbsp; Let his love breath &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;life back into our bones. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="heading passage-class-0"&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ezekiel 36:26" And I will give you a&lt;i&gt;  new heart&lt;/i&gt;, and I will put a new spirit in you. I will take out your  stony, stubborn heart and give you a tender, responsive heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="txt-sm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, if that wound ain't broke anymore, maybe it's time to break it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-844208739752220459?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/844208739752220459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/08/if-it-aint-broke-break-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/844208739752220459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/844208739752220459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/08/if-it-aint-broke-break-it.html' title='If it Ain&apos;t Broke, Break it.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-3792041610430768137</id><published>2011-08-27T09:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T14:56:49.698-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='renew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>Who's Your Daddy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uuUcu8TSuR8/Trwsaj5xI4I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/2x1Rd64SwPQ/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+2.55.33+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uuUcu8TSuR8/Trwsaj5xI4I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/2x1Rd64SwPQ/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+2.55.33+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago we did a series in church called "Daddy 911", which was obviously, about fathers.&amp;nbsp; I was not excited.&amp;nbsp; It's no secret my father and I had difficulties.&amp;nbsp; I often used to skip church on fathers day because it would make me too upset to see all these fathers in the room loving Jesus and being with their families.&amp;nbsp; Now I skip it because it reminds me that my father is gone in an even more permanent sense.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can imagine I was not thrilled to be listening to the next few weeks of sermons. I was trying to come up with excuses for God about why I could still work in the nursery but not go to service.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I could work a double shift.&amp;nbsp; That'd make up for it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surrendered.&amp;nbsp; I went to the service. I sat in the back instead of the front so I could easily escape in search of tissues.&amp;nbsp; I was right.&amp;nbsp; There was quite a bit of pain. It wasn't a jealous or desperate pain.&amp;nbsp; It was the pain of re-entering an old wound.&amp;nbsp;Imagine I was in the wilderness and got injured- massive injuries.&amp;nbsp; I make turnicates and invent ways to make the wound close and keep my body usable.&amp;nbsp; But it's pretty damaged at this point...and it certainly doesn't look pretty.&amp;nbsp; God had something better in mind for me, but it would require that he, as a skillful surgeon would, re-enter that wound, take out the infection and set it up to heal properly.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fought him.&amp;nbsp; When I was three years old I had to be taken to Wills Eye Hospital for eye surgery.&amp;nbsp; I had a tumor that needed to be removed and so my parents took me to the best hospital around for it.&amp;nbsp; These people knew what they were doing...with eyes.&amp;nbsp; Not so much with children.&amp;nbsp; My mom wasn't allowed to come into the elevator up to the operating room with me.&amp;nbsp; I remember it very clearly.&amp;nbsp; Probably the first time I remember feeling left by my parents.&amp;nbsp; The nurses laid me down on the table and were trying to put the gas mask on me. I didn't really understand what exactly was going on, but I knew I didn't like that mask.&amp;nbsp; It was pink with Miss Piggy on it.&amp;nbsp; They had to call in extra nurses becauase three year old Sandie was thrashing that much.&amp;nbsp; I was doing a pretty good impression of that at this point.&amp;nbsp; I was running back to old sinful habits and feeling out of control.&amp;nbsp; But God did the work.&amp;nbsp; He promises that the pain is worth it, and he's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;had learned, from getting close to his body, that he draws us closer to the wound for purpose so I finally surrendered to thepain. I allowed the hurt to be whatever it was. I tried not to figure it out. “Lean not on your own understanding, but in all your ways acknowledge him and he will direct your paths.” So I stayed there. &lt;br /&gt;There was a breaking moment.&amp;nbsp; I was in church one morning, feeling miserable and not paying attention, singing “name above all names”.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;felt God whisper “you have my name not your fathers name.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remeber Isaiah 53 that mentions "forget your father's house"?&amp;nbsp; That's what he was talking about.&amp;nbsp; As soon as I was adopted into the family of Christ I was God's daughter.&amp;nbsp; I have God's name over me and my life, not just Mark's. Psalm 33:21 "In him our hearts rejoice,for we trust in his holy name."&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 91:14 "The Lord says, “I will rescue those who love me.I will protect those who trust in my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:http://www.myspace.com/bdbbq407)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-3792041610430768137?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/3792041610430768137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/08/whos-your-daddy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/3792041610430768137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/3792041610430768137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/08/whos-your-daddy.html' title='Who&apos;s Your Daddy?'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uuUcu8TSuR8/Trwsaj5xI4I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/2x1Rd64SwPQ/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+2.55.33+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-3096959632324327777</id><published>2011-08-22T07:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:07:00.499-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the next level'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='know God more'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><title type='text'>Get Intimate With My Body</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gXR3Nuh97V4/TrwuuNDNTPI/AAAAAAAAAeo/JPwkPIs5G3s/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.05.18+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gXR3Nuh97V4/TrwuuNDNTPI/AAAAAAAAAeo/JPwkPIs5G3s/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.05.18+PM.png" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;God never leaves you where you are.&amp;nbsp; He meets you there and inspires you to the next place.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;My pastor started a series called "Driven" that asked us to question what was driving our pursuit of God.&amp;nbsp; It was about falling more in love with him. So, I&amp;nbsp;asked God what it would look like for me to fall more in love with him and he said “get intimate with my body.” &amp;nbsp;In a human relationship, once we have learned our partner's voice, and language and heart,&amp;nbsp;we take our intimacy to the next level by getting to know one another’s body. God wanted me to know his, and his body is the people of his church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I had always believed that Christians didn’t like me. &amp;nbsp;I had been raised in a church with a judgmental spirit. &amp;nbsp;I had been to youth groups that were cliquey and critical and I wanted nothing to do with them. &amp;nbsp;In fact, for a long time I thought I only needed God, because these people were mostly fake. &amp;nbsp;They were empty of the essence of Jesus which is grace and joy. &amp;nbsp; And I knew that could not be God’s heart. So I avoided them. &amp;nbsp;While some people become Christians at a later point in life and are immediately in a circle of Christian friends, this was not how I had come to know God. &amp;nbsp;It was mostly me and him, me trying to figure it out on my own and trying to put him in it. &amp;nbsp;So when people tell me that I am a Christian because my parents are, or I was raised that way- I say that I am a Christian &lt;em&gt;despite &lt;/em&gt;that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;One of my favorite jokes is that I&amp;nbsp;am a "recovering Baptist'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I knew that God had to be bigger than the small people I encountered but I couldn’t see how. &amp;nbsp; So when God asked me to “get intimate with his body” I wasn’t nearly as excited as I should have been. &amp;nbsp;This was basically an invitation from Jesus to take our relationship to the next level. &amp;nbsp;This was God, God himself, asking &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;, to come closer, asking me to deepen our relationship by getting to know him better which should be pretty amazing but&amp;nbsp;I was annoyed. &amp;nbsp;I was hoping he was going to answer by saying I should read another John Eldredge book or teach a yoga class at the church or be in the nursery more. But he said, get to know me more. &amp;nbsp;And I think that is&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; his answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;How will I know what your will is God? &amp;nbsp;Get to know me more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;How will I know what your dreams for me are? &amp;nbsp;Get to know me more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;How will I know what to say God? Get to know me more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;How will I know who I am ( or what my name is)? He doesn’t say go find yourself. He says get to know me more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;So I very unwillingly set my goal to spending time, much much more time, with the people of the church I knew he had called me to; and the most amazing thing happened- we fell in love. I have had wonderful lifelong friends- one even since kindergarden, but now I had friends that understood a part of my heart that my other friends could not.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are very quick to jump to the next level in our human relationships, take some time to see what the next level is with God.&amp;nbsp; Don't forget our hearts are modeled after his.&amp;nbsp; Relationships fail when we think we know everything there is to know about each other (which is impossible).&amp;nbsp; So don't settle for that with God either- his heart is inifinite and the things we are searching for answers on are folded up within him.&amp;nbsp; Seek out his heart and take your relationship to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:&amp;nbsp;http://itsjustlove.tumblr.com/post/659066546/day-reason-243-because-every-single-day-i-fall)&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/1667590170553912685-3096959632324327777?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/3096959632324327777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/08/get-intimate-with-my-body.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/3096959632324327777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/3096959632324327777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/08/get-intimate-with-my-body.html' title='Get Intimate With My Body'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gXR3Nuh97V4/TrwuuNDNTPI/AAAAAAAAAeo/JPwkPIs5G3s/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.05.18+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-1790099282635854464</id><published>2011-08-14T09:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:10:48.508-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brad Pitt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='significance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>How I'm like Brad Pitt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9sdbLkUQjbg/Trwvsul3l9I/AAAAAAAAAew/Gidd8RmiQm4/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.09.47+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9sdbLkUQjbg/Trwvsul3l9I/AAAAAAAAAew/Gidd8RmiQm4/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.09.47+PM.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My name, Sandra, means “helper of mankind” another translation says “defender of mankind”. When I read this at age 16, searching for some stake to significance in the world, I was totally defeated. Helper? How sad. My sarcastic self said “great! I’m the assistant! My destiny is to be the sidekick my whole life.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;God had a different idea of what my name meant.&amp;nbsp; His is much more flattering and doesn't involve any Batman-Robin or Pinky and the Brain scenarios.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A few years ago we held a women's conference at my church.&amp;nbsp; I'd only been to one before, and I kind of shy-ed out of most of it.&amp;nbsp; I was really looking forward to this one though.&amp;nbsp; I had been on a journey since that last one and I was really excited&amp;nbsp; to see what God was going to do when we all showed up and listened to these amazing speakers we had lined up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;All week long before the conference I kept having this dream.&amp;nbsp; Night and day I had it. In the dream I was flying (think Brad Pitt in the beginning of Troy) with a sword, swooping up, and decapitating someone. &amp;nbsp;I swear! &amp;nbsp;This was the vision I kept having.&amp;nbsp; I really had no clue why.&amp;nbsp; I was convinced that I was having violent fantasies and this was the first step towards me losing my mind....but then I went to the women’s conference. &amp;nbsp; On the last day Pastor Danielle spoke about David and Goliath. &amp;nbsp;She talked about the Goliaths in our lives that we are sure we cannot defeat. &amp;nbsp;She talked about how they are huge, and we cannot, in the natural, defeat them.&amp;nbsp; She said that if God has called us to do it, no matter how meager the weapon in our hand, it WILL defeat that Goliath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David's training as a shepherd, which probably seemed like it would never get him anywhere but with a good flock of sheep- suddenly was of vital importance.&amp;nbsp; This slingshot was now the key to his success. She talked about how we need to make sure that that Goliath is truly dead. &amp;nbsp;(As David took Goliath’s own sword- the thing that the enemy was supposed to use &lt;i&gt;against &lt;/i&gt;David-to kill him, and took off his head with it!) &amp;nbsp;And as she said this God whispered “That’s you. &amp;nbsp;You have defeated this thing. &amp;nbsp;This is done.” &amp;nbsp;I asked him what the Goliath was in my life and he said “Insignificance.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I was amazed. &amp;nbsp;I still am. &amp;nbsp;I will never forget that. &amp;nbsp;How he gave me a vision of what I was going to be able to do if I showed up.&amp;nbsp; And then he did it!&amp;nbsp; Scripture promises us that if we seek we shall find. If we seek first what God's doing, we will receive everything we need- in fact beyond what we need. It says in Isaiah 43:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;But now, this is what the LORD says—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;he who created you, O Jacob,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;he who formed you, O Israel:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;"Fear not, for I have redeemed you;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;I have summoned you by name; you are mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When you pass through the waters,I will be with you;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;and when you pass through the rivers,they will not sweep over you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;When you walk through the fire,you will not be burned;the flames will not set you ablaze....&lt;br /&gt;Since you are precious and honored in my sight, and because I love you...&lt;br /&gt;do not be afraid, for I am with you...&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;everyone who is called by my name,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;whom I created for my glory,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;whom I formed and made."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;And now my name which I had thought meant “sidekick” &amp;nbsp;I know means “Defender”. &amp;nbsp;Defender in the warrior princess sense. &amp;nbsp;It means that God has created me for amazing things and also gifts and prepares me by pouring his life into me (with his words, his love, his forgiveness). He also wants to reveal his power and love and grace through me. I have been entrusted with the privilege of standing up and defending those who cannot yet defend themselves; being a warrior for those who need help. &amp;nbsp;The freedom I have received is to help others around me also receive freedom in him. Hidden within Him and His name is their name, your name- purpose and beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So not only has he given me a name with a purpose, but has prepared me for the task. David was prepared- even though he didn't appear to be.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A kid too small to fit in the grown-up fighting clothes was going to try to kill a giant that had kept the entire army shivering in their armor for weeks.&amp;nbsp; What he knew was that he was called to defend God's name and God's people.&amp;nbsp; He knew what weapon he had in his hand and he used it.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure he looked less than prepared to the soldiers who watched him but he was.&amp;nbsp; And so are we. God has provided what we need for what he calls us to do.&amp;nbsp; Gives us new grace every morning, manna for the day.&amp;nbsp; Don't for a minute believe that what you're facing is too large for you and God to do together or is going to require more than what you have.&amp;nbsp; God promises that we are provided for and cared for.&amp;nbsp; Seek out what God has named you and your life.&amp;nbsp; It &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; be worth it.&amp;nbsp; Let that inspire you to see what you already have in your hand and embolden you to go out and use it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:&amp;nbsp;http://nerdfitness.com/blog/2009/05/29/how-to-look-like-brad-pitt-in-troy/)&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/1667590170553912685-1790099282635854464?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/1790099282635854464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/08/how-im-like-brad-pitt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/1790099282635854464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/1790099282635854464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/08/how-im-like-brad-pitt.html' title='How I&apos;m like Brad Pitt'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9sdbLkUQjbg/Trwvsul3l9I/AAAAAAAAAew/Gidd8RmiQm4/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.09.47+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-8909286276420563495</id><published>2011-08-08T07:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:12:36.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How I learned I liked kids.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l1-8Mc4iR1A/TrwwLrCvAJI/AAAAAAAAAe4/C0LXwZrQSaA/s1600/IMG_2770.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l1-8Mc4iR1A/TrwwLrCvAJI/AAAAAAAAAe4/C0LXwZrQSaA/s320/IMG_2770.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself unemployed a few years ago. I was floating through my days trying to hear God, desperate for direction.  I was determined not to sink into a wallowing spirit that said false things that conflicted with what God said.  Even if I wasn’t sure of his promises yet, didn’t feel them yet, I knew what the Bible said, and was determined to stand on that, and not believe things that felt more true at the time.  Things like: “you’re a failure.” “you’ll never have a place of your own” “you will never have a direction or purpose in life.”  “you will be dependent on your parents and suffer for their failures forever.”  These were the lies the enemy had tried to put in my heart, tried to make me believe.  And they all fell under the category of INSIGNIFICANT.  &lt;br /&gt;I knew two things:&lt;br /&gt;1)that God had saved me, and he must have had a reason for that- so I had a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;2)And that God was satisfied with me. (He had told me this once- refer back to the blog titled "satisfaction" from 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So….I held onto that. I prayed like it literally was my job–since I was unemployed anyway! Every day. I read like it was the first time I had seen my Bible.  I knew that God had something more than what I was living. I didn’t know what or how, but I knew he did. I know he still does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No jobs opened up.  A few people suggested I become a nanny, but I didn’t like the idea.  I didn’t like little kids…wasn’t really for me.   So I kept ignoring them.  (I wonder how many times I have ignored God’s voice because I didn’t like the messenger.  People ignored the disciples because of their backgrounds all the time.)  Finally I came to the end of myself and gave in and interviewed for a nanny position.  Of course, they gave me the job, and because I had no other options, I took it.  I trusted that God could move in it, even if I didn’t know how or didn’t like how it happened.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day on the job, I started to love it.  I didn’t know why.  So I made sure I was listening. It didn’t make sense to me.  I had never liked little kids.  I had always felt scared around them.  I wasn’t qualified for this job.  I hadn’t gone to school for elementary education.  I didn’t even want to do this job.  It didn’t make sense in the natural world.  So God brought up a paragraph I had read in a book recently.  Just one paragraph.  (I love how God uses the things and people of your life to speak to you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quote was from &lt;i&gt;Captivating&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; by John and Stasi Eldridge.    It was one paragraph in the book about a woman who was not yet sure of who she was in Christ.  She was afraid of small children and animals because she thought they could see right through her- see she wasn’t enough. Aha. This was me.  And God, without explaining why that was me, simply offered his view.  He said “the things  you have been afraid of following you, the generational curses and bondages that your father has lived in- end with you.  You will be a great mother.  You will have children and they will do great things for my kingdom.”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I cried for two days.  I cried because of how beautiful it was.  I cried at how amazing he was to lead me there the way he did.  I cried because all this time God had created me for that, and I was living in a place where that wasn’t possible. I was living in a small world that was getting smaller because of the enemies lies and because of wounds I had suffered as a child.  And God, with one sentence, began to pull me out of that chaos and into a peace that made my heart rest.&lt;br /&gt;And so I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was the beginning of him healing a lot in me.  It was the beginning of him telling me what He has named me.  I was able to get my own place, I loved my job for the first time in a long time.    He showed me this passage:&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 45&lt;br /&gt;10 Listen, O daughter, consider and give ear: &lt;br /&gt;Forget your people and your father's house. &lt;br /&gt;11 The king is enthralled by your beauty; &lt;br /&gt;honor him, for he is your lord. &lt;br /&gt;12 The Daughter of Tyre will come with a gift, [b] &lt;br /&gt;men of wealth will seek your favor. &lt;br /&gt;13 All glorious is the princess within her chamber ; &lt;br /&gt;her gown is interwoven with gold. &lt;br /&gt;14 In embroidered garments she is led to the king; &lt;br /&gt;her virgin companions follow her &lt;br /&gt;and are brought to you. &lt;br /&gt;15 They are led in with joy and gladness; &lt;br /&gt;they enter the palace of the king. &lt;br /&gt;16 Your sons will take the place of your fathers; &lt;br /&gt;you will make them princes throughout the land. &lt;br /&gt;17 I will perpetuate your memory through all generations; &lt;br /&gt;therefore the nations will praise you for ever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me to forget my father’s house.  To focus on sewing into my future. To pay attention to what he was going to do next- the permanent things he was going to instill as generational blessings in my family.  He was telling me he was enthralled by my beauty, that I should honor him, because he was my lord.  He is in charge, and he is going to make the generations to come prosper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has something he wants to birth out of you.  Something to make you prosper and bless others.  I dare you to start asking him some questions about it if you're not in the middle of it already.  When God brings up an idea, you generally won't regret listening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-8909286276420563495?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/8909286276420563495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/08/how-i-learned-i-liked-kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/8909286276420563495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/8909286276420563495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/08/how-i-learned-i-liked-kids.html' title='How I learned I liked kids.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l1-8Mc4iR1A/TrwwLrCvAJI/AAAAAAAAAe4/C0LXwZrQSaA/s72-c/IMG_2770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-7747370138396670121</id><published>2011-07-29T16:19:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:14:13.551-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Investments and dividends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--rEZn9zQ5Us/Trwwgtt3xYI/AAAAAAAAAfA/ENdYv6UyWCo/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.13.08+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--rEZn9zQ5Us/Trwwgtt3xYI/AAAAAAAAAfA/ENdYv6UyWCo/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.13.08+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 16:3 “Commit your actions to the Lord, and your plans will succeed”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit still on a rubber mat.  I breathe.  I listen to that breath.  I close my eyes.; set an intention and let it resonate in all the cells of my body.  I spend the next hour and a half letting it flow through me on my breath, sweating out the other things: the thoughts, the feelings, the things that don’t serve me in life.  I move forward, backward, upward, downward, sideways.  I reach, I fold, I open, I bow.  I surrender.  I stretch, I come to the limit of what I think I can do, and then I keep going.  I let the gaps between where I want to be and where I am fill up with grace.  I always leave that mat a little freer, a little lighter, a little more balanced.  Ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I do it all over again the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was this idea- this yoga practice of mine, that God used to demonstrate a very powerful idea the other day.  I like to know where things are going.  I like to have a plan.  My boyfriend, Bryan, jokes that I make plans to make plans.  I relish it.  I like having thins on the horizon, things to define time, things to measure other things by.   Things to remember.  He doesn’t, because he’s a musician, and their life is mostly about drawing on a current of creative energy and framing it with notes and rhythms- this does not really lend itself to much planning of the future.  Bryan does not have a 5 year plan like I do.  I don’t think he even has a 5 day plan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, there is value to plans.  To have a long distance relationship we have to plan.  We need to have money and time off work just to see each other.  To go to school or keep a job we have to plan.  To have dates or parties or get more than two people together at once you generally need to plan.   But there is a principle that Bryan understands much better than I do; and part of it is that planning can be so self-reliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God pointed out that I am willing to invest in my yoga practice without needing it to go anywhere.  Sure, there are certain poses I focus on here and there; there are certain things I pour a little extra energy into, but I don’t go to yoga in order to arrive at a place called “Yogi”.  I will never win yoga.  I will never have completed it.  And I thoroughly enjoy every minute of it.  I pay a lot of attention to it, it is a major part of my life, I have a lot of affection for it, and yet, I don’t plan it.  I invest and let the practice take me where the practice goes.  My body and mind often does surprising things there. God was encouraging me to trust His process as much as I trust my yoga process.  He in fact told me I need to stop being so proud of my independence.  Here’s a perfect example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan and I are talking about our future. “Moving forward” as he always puts it.  He called me one night at 2 am to tell me he wanted to get married and have babies.  (He might kill me for writing this online).  Sandra the planner immediately started shopping online for dresses and wedding venues in Ireland.  Bryan was confused “I didn’t propose, we’re not financially ready to get married yet, Sand”.  I was heartbroken, thinking his lack of wanting to plan meant he didn't really want to arrive at the same place I do- married, living in the same zip code. But God used this very difficult moment to raise up a brand new level of trust and faith.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same way I need to learn to trust that Bryan has a good plan, good timing, even though I don’t totally understand it, is the same way I need to learn to trust God’s timing and planning in my life, even if I don’t get to know all the details; don’t fully understand it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly I was relieved.  I could probably write a book on why I feel the need to plan and carry out everything on my own, but suffice it to say I do.  And it’s not always healthy.  God wants something better for me- the ability to invest as much as I have of my resources (my heart, my money, my work, my creativity, my life) and trust him to do something amazing with it.  In that kind of lifestyle I am free to live and love and invest fully in every moment and not be responsible for the outcome.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it’s all my plan, I’m responsible for carrying it out.  If it’s God’s plan and I’m just investing and living in it, He’s responsible for the result.  Isn’t that a relief?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the author and perfecter of our faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 12:2 Amplified version&lt;br /&gt;“looking away [from all that will distract] to Jesus, Who is the Leader and the Source of our faith [giving the first incentive for our belief] and is also its Finisher [bringing it to maturity and perfection].  He, for the joy [of obtaining the prize] that was set before Him, endured the cross, despising and ignoring the shame, and is now seated at the right hand of the throne of God.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 21:30-31 “No human wisdom or understanding or plan can stand against the Lord.  The horse is prepared for the day of battle but the victory belongs to the Lord”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 119: 91 “Your regulations remain true to this day, for everything serves your plans.  If your instructions hadn’t sustained me with joy, I would have died in misery.  I will never forget your commandments, for by them you give me life.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kind of decision requires risk, courage, trust. As long as we think that victory and success in life depends on God’s grace AND our faith - we’ve made ourselves responsible for it.   Yes, God builds our faith, builds our wisdom, asks us like a good parent to learn and grow and challenges us.  BUT He is the one who writes and perfects our faith.  He is responsible for both creating faith in us, and completing faith in us.  He is responsible for bringing about the blessings and successes in life.  The enemy will try and convince you that it’s your job.  Isn’t that what he did to Eve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had Eve convinced that God was holding out on her- she’d better figure it out on her own.  That clearly didn’t lead to life.  It led to shame and fear.  Which are often the things I feel when I am trying to make life work on my own.  Struggling to make my dreams appear, afraid all the time that they won’t and I’ll be exposed as a fraud.  Meanwhile there is beautiful rest and success available.  I’m knocking, Jesus says, open the door.  Let me into that area of life you’re still trying to be responsible for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have by no means become a guru at this.  This is in the midst of my own journey of watching God bring about victory in areas I surrender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about your life- could you have ever really planned yourself here?  And if you did, are you satisfied?  I know that from where I’m living to whom I’m dating I couldn’t have planned it.  I couldn’t have found this man several states away and seen him and his good heart and known he was for me.  But God did.  I couldn’t have decided to become a nanny and therefore open a world of things my heart needed to know: my love for children, desire to be a mother, love for moms and birthing….I could go on.   It was something that God pulled up out of me.  I suffered and tried and struggled, and finally surrendered that small patch of soil in my heart, and voila!- there was suddenly beautiful blooming things there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is always, even in the winters and desolate times, weeding and growing.  We only need plant the seed, give him something to work with.  He is responsible for making the thing grow.  And we’ll know which things are of him and which things are not by what blooms.  Doesn’t the Bible say that we will “know them by their fruit”?  If it’s something of joy, peace, wholeness, love, freedom, mercy, creation, love, patience- it’s a thing of God.  If the thing you’re trying to grow isn’t growing at all, or is coming up as greed, fear, exhaustion, striving, negativity, or lack- it isn’t something he is growing there.  Take a look at whether it should be there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This revelation has inspired to me have a little more of the musician attitude- i've begun writing more things (something I love to do) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just to write them...just because I love it&lt;/span&gt;.  If God wants to do something with that, he will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid of his process.  My steady years of yoga practice have allowed me much peace and health and accomplished things like headstands and backbends. i can't yet do a handstand without the support of a wall, but one day it will come.  My years of following Jesus have produced amazing relationships, prosperity in all ways.  It’s always worth the risk with God.  Invest and he’ll produce.  Even if it looks like he’s not doing anything, he is.  Hold onto the promises he made for you and over you.  It will come- in season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 119:71 MSG “My troubles turned out all for the best- the forced me to learn from your textbook”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Timothy 1:7 NLT “For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love and self-discipline”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 16:1 MSG “ Mortals make elaborate plans but God has the last word.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 119: 91 “Your regulations remain true to this day, for everything serves your plans.  If your instructions hadn’t sustained me with joy, I would have died in misery.  I will never forget your commandments, for by them you give me life.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 21:30-31 “No human wisdom or understanding or plan can stand against the Lord.  The horse is prepared for the day of battle but the victory belongs to the Lord”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:11 “For I know the plans I have for you,  says the Lord, They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit :&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #228822; font-family: arial; line-height: 15px;"&gt;myvalueagent.com)&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/1667590170553912685-7747370138396670121?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/7747370138396670121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/07/investments-and-dividends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/7747370138396670121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/7747370138396670121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/07/investments-and-dividends.html' title='Investments and dividends.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--rEZn9zQ5Us/Trwwgtt3xYI/AAAAAAAAAfA/ENdYv6UyWCo/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.13.08+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-2825431812658993535</id><published>2011-06-20T08:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T12:13:04.879-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>The Originial.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RpRCClg8pEY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faithfulness.  That is the theme of this morning&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should back up….my boyfriend, Bryan, was visiting this weekend.  We spent yesterday with my dad’s side of the family, burying his ashes next to my great grandfather.  The story of my father and I is a long an complicated one that ends in amazing healing and restoration.  God has done so much work there.  But it was a sorrowful day- I am sad he won’t be here for my wedding and that is difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan and I are also struggling with some things, well one thing really: We seem to have less and less money and more and more bills.  It’s tempting to say- this is our fault, we’ll never resolve this.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, WE never will.  But God can.  And God will.  I have more faith in that than ever.  Because he is faithful. And he taught me that this morning, well, taught me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream last night.  Bryan had to leave at 4:30 this morning to get home to Virginia in time to lead worship at his church, and when the alarm went off it woke me to a very very clear memory of this dream.  This is what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking through the woods.  I wasn’t alone, but whomever was with me I didn’t know- or rather, I knew in the way you know things in a dream, that it was someone I knew well but I didn’t know who.  Anyway, suddenly we were surrounded by wolves.  Many of them.  They were hungry and angry.  And they did a very dreamlike thing- they kept morphing into people, or something that looked a lot like people.  Their eyes being the scariest part- vacant and crystal clear.  I was terrified, but I sent my companion on up the hill we were climbing- and they managed to escape.  At least only one of us would be eaten by these wolves.  And suddenly, it came to me.  The way the holy spirit whispers to you in your waking life, he whispered to me in this dream.  And I knew  that these wolves were demons- they had a specific mission for me which was why they let my friend escape.  At that moment, my courage rose up, and I knew what I had to do.: look them in the eye, and sing.  I knew exactly what I was supposed to sing as well.  So I turned to the biggest one, stared him in the eye, as close as I could get my terrified body to go and sang &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Great is they faithfulness,&lt;br /&gt; Great is the faithfulness,&lt;br /&gt; Morning by morning new mercies I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; All I have needed thy hand hath provided.&lt;br /&gt; Great is they faithfulness, Lord unto me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I kept singing it, over and over, just the refrain of that old hymn as I turned away, walked through these wolves, and headed on up the mountain.  They had to leave me alone now.  I had combated their intimidation with truth.  I had used the weapon I was given- praise.  I had marked myself as a child of God- who is so far greater than them- and therefore under his protection, and they couldn’t harm me.  I had activated my birthright.  I had stepped into my God-given, salvation-bought freedom from terror and oppression and harm.  And I continued my mission up that mountain- wherever I was headed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up so powerfully moved by that dream that nothing could shake this sense of peace I am still marinating in right now.  I’m almost afraid to break the bubble and try to move on with my day outside of my apartment.  Do you know that feeling??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was telling this story to my boyfriend, Bryan, a very close friend of mine sent me this text out of the blue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Lovely!!! Thinking about u today, remembering the faithfulness of God as a restorer of relationships!! Luv ur story bout u n ur daddy xoxoxoxo”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, clearly God has something to say about his faithfulness this morning!  It’s showing up everywhere.  He was first reminding me where has been faithful before- my dad.  This difficult and wounding childhood, God faithfully healed and redeemed, starting in my heart.  If he was faithful in that, he will be faithful to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered a verse John Eldredge had referenced when he had a powerful dream- Psalm 16:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “I will praise the Lord who counsels me, even at night my heart instructs me”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even at night my heart was learning about the faithfulness of God- was singing about it actually.&lt;br /&gt;I looked up the history of the hymn to see where it came from.  There isn’t a whole lot of story around it but this scripture is the basis for it- Lamentations 3:17-26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Peace has been stripped away and I have forgotten what prosperity is.&lt;br /&gt; I cry out ‘My splendor is gone! Everything I had hoped for from the Lord is lost!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The thought of my suffering and homelessness is bitter beyond words.&lt;br /&gt; I will never forget this awful time, as I grieve over my loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yet I still dare to hope when I remember this:&lt;br /&gt; The faithful love of the Lord never ends!&lt;br /&gt; His mercies never cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Great is His faithfulness; &lt;br /&gt; His mercies begin afresh each morning.&lt;br /&gt; I say to myself  ‘The Lord is good to those who depend on Him,&lt;br /&gt; To those who search for Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So it is good to wait quietly&lt;br /&gt; For salvation from the Lord.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t that beautiful?  Doesn’t that stir something up in your heart?  Some part of you that needed to be reminded that God is consistent and paying attention and every morning gives you again what you need for the day- regardless of what you did with yesterday’s portion.  He starts over new.  Like he gave the Israelites fresh manna to eat every morning.  He gives us what we need for each day, it’s just up to us to take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up in Webster’s what “faithful” means.  Here is what it said:&lt;br /&gt;a) full of faith&lt;br /&gt;b)steadfast in affection or allegiance&lt;br /&gt;c)firm in adherence to promises or in observance of duty&lt;br /&gt;d)given with strong assurance, binding&lt;br /&gt;e) true to facts, to a standard, or to an original&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all those definitions. &lt;br /&gt; God is full of faith (He is willing to risk trusting.  Faith comes from the Latin word fidere, to trust.  He trusts in us, he trusts in his own victory.  He is trustworthy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is steadfast in his affection and allegiance (He is always affectionate towards us, always sides with us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is firm in adherence to his promises  (He has made a covenant  with you, and it is binding.  It cannot be changed.  Imagine if it was impossible to divorce someone- marriage would be binding eternally.  That’s his devotion to you).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is true to His standard, true to the original (There is no plan B with God.  He is true to his original plan for us, true to his standards of love, of truth, of everything.  There is nothing that he could do that is not in line with his true nature. And as a really funny side note, because God also has a sense of humor, when I was reading this, and I swear to you this is true because I have come to recognize his voice in my heart, God said “I am the original gangsta” HAHAHAHAHA  I’m sorry, but we laughed about that for awhile before we could even move on. God is the original comedian too, by the way. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Thessalonians 5:23 &lt;br /&gt; “May the God of peace make you holy in every way, &lt;br /&gt; And may your whole spirit and soul and body be kept blameless&lt;br /&gt; Until  our Lord Jesus Christ comes again.&lt;br /&gt; God will make this happen, for he who calls you is faithful.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Timothy 2:13&lt;br /&gt; “If we are faithless, he remains faithful, for he cannot disown himself”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 145: 17&lt;br /&gt; “The Lord is righteous in all his ways and faithful in all he does”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 119:90&lt;br /&gt; “Your faithfulness continues through all generations; you establish the earth, and it endures”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 115:1&lt;br /&gt; “Not to us, Lord, but to your name be the glory, because of your love and faithfulness”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 111:7&lt;br /&gt; “The works of His hands are [absolute] truth and justice [faithful and right]; &lt;br /&gt; All His decrees and precepts are sure (fixed, established and trustworthy).&lt;br /&gt; They stand fast and are established forever and ever and are done in [absolute] &lt;br /&gt; Truth and uprightness. &lt;br /&gt; He has sent redemption to his people; &lt;br /&gt; He has commanded his covenant to be forever;&lt;br /&gt; Holy is his name, inspiring awe, reverence and godly fear”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 26:2&lt;br /&gt; “Test me Lord, and try me,  &lt;br /&gt; Examine my heart and my mind;&lt;br /&gt; For I have always been mindful of your unfailing love&lt;br /&gt; And have lived in reliance on your faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt; …I was my hands in innocence and go about your altar, Lord.&lt;br /&gt; Proclaiming aloud your praise and telling of all your wonderful deeds.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 25:10&lt;br /&gt; “All the ways of the Lord are loving and faithful &lt;br /&gt; Toward those who keep the demands of his covenant”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no circumstance in which God is not faithful to the things he has promised you.  Think on those things, meditate on them, so that when circumstances arise that try to tell you differently, you can shut them up.  When you feel like you’re surrounded.  When there are people, the enemy, situations surrounding you as you are trying to climb up your hill, trying to get where God is leading you, take heart.  Remember the faithfulness of God.  Remember if HE is leading you, he will be faithful to get you there.  Don’t be intimidated, don’t be discouraged, tell your fear and feelings and doubt to get beneath the truth of what Jesus did for you and what God is doing for you.  Stare that giant in the eye and tell it God’s word.  Stand up and let your heart sing what it knows is true: that God is faithful.  Always faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 108:4&lt;br /&gt; “For great is your love, higher than the heavens, &lt;br /&gt; Your faithfulness reaches to the skies”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 85:11&lt;br /&gt; “Faithfulness springs forth from the earth,&lt;br /&gt; And righteousness looks down from heaven.&lt;br /&gt; The Lord will indeed give what is good,&lt;br /&gt; And our land will yeild it’s harvest.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 33:4 &lt;br /&gt; “For the word of the Lord is right and true; &lt;br /&gt; He is faithful in all he does.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-2825431812658993535?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/2825431812658993535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/06/originial.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/2825431812658993535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/2825431812658993535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/06/originial.html' title='The Originial.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/RpRCClg8pEY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-6156115687640752018</id><published>2011-06-13T16:33:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:17:53.922-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>It's all about the benjamins baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Xn2Y5hd9aI/TrwxDWiJcII/AAAAAAAAAfQ/6Bx-t2zge-Y/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.15.39+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Xn2Y5hd9aI/TrwxDWiJcII/AAAAAAAAAfQ/6Bx-t2zge-Y/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.15.39+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I absolutely love how God sort of tacks something on the tail end of something else.&lt;br /&gt;I think, especially as Americans in the northeast, we are always on overdrive. We are thinking, planning, analyzing, sorting out. Constantly trying to figure everything out and make it work- so God has to often "sneak" stuff in under our radar. We intellectuals often rely much too heavily on our own resources. (or is this just me??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning, I was feeling all this fear about my relationship. It seemed to come out of nowhere - although the more I hear God the more I realize almost nothing comes out of nowhere. So, there is nothing wrong in my relationship at all. We've been dating 6 months. We're happy. We pray together powerfully and often. We see each other as often as we can. We're talking about future serious plans. We're in love and God's blessing it. It's awesome. There's absolutely no earthly human reason for me to have fear. But I did. I suddenly felt like he might just leave at any moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recognized the enemy was up to something immediately. And started praying against it, praying to see what God was already doing that the enemy might be counter attacking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon I awoke from a great nap, made a cup of coffee, sat down to read. I sensed God speaking about something. I tried to sit still to listen (hard to do with a cup of coffee ha). Couldn't hear. So I started to read my book. Something in there triggered a feeling (feelings aren't true but they're good indicators of where your heart is. Something was going on here.) So I looked more closely at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was about money. Now, you may be wondering how the two were connected. So was I. I was reading this author's opinion about how as Americans we&lt;em&gt; run and run and run&lt;/em&gt;. We are so caught up in a cycle of having &lt;em&gt;to get things done &lt;/em&gt;we've forgotten how to live. So I started to question if this was how I live my life...I had to admit often it is. But there are clear times when it's not. When I am restful and relying on Jesus and peaceful accepting each part of my day, and my life. The difference clearly being when I am close. When I am listening. When I am aware that my decisions matter and I am asking God "should I go here?" "should I do this?" "should I take this job?" etc etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God very gently brought up the fact that when I am hamster-wheel running I am &lt;em&gt;afraid.&lt;/em&gt; If we're really honest, only reason we start relying on ourselves is when we don't trust God to handle the situation. Either we're so emotionally entangled we can't seem to hear him on the subject or we don't bother asking. He reminded me this fear came up a week or two ago when I asked God if there was an area of my life that I wasn't really giving to him- wasn't fully inviting him into. When he said finances, fear immediately rose up in me. This didn't surprise me. My parents (especially my dad) made many mistakes with money (even illegal ones) and I am very aware that though I have seen God bless me and heal a lot of the strongholds i have around money, I still have some spending habits I would really like to change. Realizing this was going to be larger than the time I had for this prayer- I asked God to reveal to me what I needed to do when it was time and just waited for the subject to come up again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently that was today. And in order to get my attention he had to tag it onto my relationship. As a woman, this is my first priority- relationships. All of them. Family, friends, romantic. When something is off in a relationship of mine, my whole world is askew. It's usually a good indicator that something is going on and needs to be paid attention to- we have individual problems that affect our relationships more often than we have relationship problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So God tacked these two together so that I might pay attention to and seek to heal what is going on in my heart. And they are all related. The enemy is sneaky, and whatever he can subtly suggest to you, he will. He likes to slip things in when he's distracted you with something else. The chances of him getting me to go to a strip club or steal valuables from my boss are pretty slim. That's really obvious. He has to start small. Apparently in my heart there was this idea that if I don't see Bryan, he'll get bored and leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh. That's interesting. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out where this came from. My dad was often disappearing (even when he was in the same room) and if I wasn't directly in front of him, I was pretty sure he didn't remember me. Sometimes even if I &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; directly in front of him he didn't. So the fear of abandonment is not a surprise to me- God has been healing these issues for a long time in me and I've seen miraculous results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here was something new. Bryan lives 5 hours away. It costs quite a bit in gas money, restaurant money, and time off of work for us to see each other. It has also taken quite a toll on both of our bank accounts investing in seeing each other; investing in this relationship. And I DO think it's important for us to see each other - that's why we do it! But if we miss a trip because we can't afford it, it's not the end of our relationship (it's happened before!). However, to me, "out of sight, out of mind" is a wrong agreement I made somewhere, that was bringing fear into my current situation. Making me fearful not only about my relationship, but also about having enough money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha. The enemy has now affected two major areas of my life with one small agreement I made. Well, that's enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that I have spent a good amount of prayer time loosing the agreements my father made, getting rid of spiritual ties there, being free from that. And it's worked. I also know that God promised me, using Psalm 45, that the sins of my father, and the bondage he was stuck in, would not follow my children. (One of the main reasons I was afraid to have kids was fear that things my father suffered with would be a part of their lives). But I hadn't really spent any time doing this with my mother's financial baggage. She'll be the first to admit she's made some mistakes in this area, still trying to figure it out. And unfortunately,I have seen myself make many of the same ones. Spending outside of my means, living paycheck to paycheck. Not asking God specifically "should I buy this?" "should i pay this bill first?" or not tithing like my heart is prompting me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I began to pray, asking God to reveal what agreements I had made about money that I didn't realize were still affecting me.&lt;br /&gt;"that God doesn't want me to have nice things" (this sounds like something I learned in my baptist sunday school at a very young age)&lt;br /&gt;"that his provision leaves" (like my fathers?)&lt;br /&gt;"that I DESERVE ____" (the enemy likes us to think God's holding out on us and we need to provide our own happiness)&lt;br /&gt;"that I NEED____" ( the enemy also likes us to think that we are in desperate need of things we don't really need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's quite a lot in my opinion. And So I've asked God to redeem a situation I clearly don't know how to get myself out of. And to not let me be intimidated by recent financial setbacks the enemy has sent my way knowing that this healing process was already in the works with God. I already feel a lightness. I didn't even know I was carrying this. I was afraid to ask God "should I buy this? should I visit Bryan and spend that money?" because I was afraid he would say no. And I was convinced I NEEDED it. I asked for forgiveness for keeping him out of this area, for choosing to try to do it on my own, and to show me- in baby steps- how to follow him here. Then I let his grace gloss over this sore spot- like aloe on a wound- knowing that it will be the solve through the whole process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some scriptures that counter those ideas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 12:29&lt;br /&gt;"What I'm trying to do here is get you to relax, not be so preoccupied with getting so you can respond to God's giving. People who don't know God and the way he works fuss over these things, but you know both God and how he works. Steep yourself in God-reality, God-initiative, God-provisions. You'll find all your everyday human concerns will be met. Don't be afraid of missing out. You're my dearest friends! The Father wants to give you the very kingdom itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 106:1&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord!Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good!His faithful love endures forever.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 136:24-26&lt;br /&gt;24 He saved us from our enemies.&lt;br /&gt;His faithful love endures forever.&lt;br /&gt;25 He gives food to every living thing.&lt;br /&gt;His faithful love endures forever.&lt;br /&gt;26 Give thanks to the God of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;His faithful love endures forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He is faithful all the time.  In everything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 45&lt;br /&gt;Listen, daughter, and pay careful attention: &lt;br /&gt;Forget your people and your father’s house. &lt;br /&gt;11 Let the king be enthralled by your beauty; &lt;br /&gt;honor him, for he is your lord...&lt;br /&gt;15 Led in with joy and gladness, &lt;br /&gt;they enter the palace of the king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Your sons will take the place of your fathers; &lt;br /&gt;you will make them princes throughout the land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Meaning the generations that come from me- that follow me- will be blessed.  They are the focus.  God is always into our futures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 13:5&lt;br /&gt;Don’t love money; be satisfied with what you have. For God has said, “I will never fail you.I will never abandon you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my Mexico trip. Did you read about that in a previous blog? My friend and I, after my fathers funeral a few months ago, planned a spontaneous trip to Mexico for a long weekend. We didn't ask God about it at all. Like not even for a second. I decided (and people confirmed this wrong agreement for me) that I needed it. I deserved it. This was going to make me feel better. (I now recall a friend saying to me "who told you this was going to be a healing trip?" implying that maybe God didn't say that, I did. Which was true. And irritatingly correct.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was a disaster. We never made it anywhere. Her passport mysteriously went missing (this is a girl who is SUPER organized), it was raining all over America- especially the sunny places. And we had now charged her credit card about $1500 we couldn't refund and I couldn't pay for because I booked this trip contingent on a life insurance check I still have yet to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think perhaps God might have been wanting to save me that hassle? That heartbreak? That stress? Knowing that what I really needed was some serious alone time with him? Some alone time at home. God grounded me in essence (it literally rained every time I tried to leave the house that weekend). And what I got was true healing. By the end of that weekend, my heart felt a closeness with God it had been craving. I would have filled that with margaritas and beaches instead. And that would have only lasted that weekend. Don't get me wrong- those things are awesome and enjoying them can be healing. God invented them after all :) But God knew what I really needed in that moment was him. And counterfeiting that with tequila wasn't going to do my heart much good. He's always into healing us totally- not artificially,not behaviorally. I love that about him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this lesson has clearly been simmering for awhile. And I am now realizing the FREEDOM that's involved in inviting God into this area. I only realized this today so I have yet to see what comes of this (it could have positive effects for years- for my whole future! who knows?! God is a God of lasting change.  Of building futures) but I wanted to share to encourage you to be willing to pause when things come up that seem out of nowhere (like my fear with Bryan) or when emotions come up disproportionate to the situation, or when you think you might be acting out of a belief and not truth....God's doing something there and the enemy is trying to sabotage it. Try praying for open eyes to the situation, getting the agreements out of the way, the old beliefs, the emotions that came out of those. To walk in the freedom that already exists for you! The work is done. Jesus said "It is finished". The Bible also says that God will complete the work he began in you. So don't give up when the very thing you're trying to give over to God seems to start falling apart. It's only the enemy trying to steal the healing and joy he saw God already doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 1:6&lt;br /&gt;And I am certain that God, who began the good work within you, will continue his work until it is finally finished on the day when Christ Jesus returns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 19:30&lt;br /&gt;"When Jesus had tasted it, he said, “It is finished!” Then he bowed his head and released his spirit." Nothing can or will ever change the work he's already done.  What changes is how we walk that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love. Be encouraged. You're never alone in this. God is leading the way. All we have to do is follow &lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-6156115687640752018?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/6156115687640752018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-was-really-about-something-else.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/6156115687640752018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/6156115687640752018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-was-really-about-something-else.html' title='It&apos;s all about the benjamins baby'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Xn2Y5hd9aI/TrwxDWiJcII/AAAAAAAAAfQ/6Bx-t2zge-Y/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.15.39+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-2694736174143132015</id><published>2011-06-05T09:29:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:23:31.191-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>How to get it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rKiOrL0Dy7I/TrwyoRjB09I/AAAAAAAAAfY/pa0zdsmUWPg/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.18.47+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rKiOrL0Dy7I/TrwyoRjB09I/AAAAAAAAAfY/pa0zdsmUWPg/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.18.47+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading my &lt;a href="http://www.josephprince.org/"&gt;Joseph Prince&lt;/a&gt; devotional this morning, something I am very much in the habit of doing lately - I find so much grace and inspiration in his teaching.  Today he was talking about Mary and Martha.  You know this story I'm sure: Jesus visits the home of two sisters- Mary and Martha.  When Jesus gets there Martha drives herself crazy trying to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;get things done&lt;/span&gt;.  She's making a meal for Jesus.  She's trying to serve him.  Mary, on the other hand, sits down with him, at his feet, receiving from him.  She pours expensive oil on his feet to wash them.  She literally is at his feet, taking in his presence.  She's happy to be there.  And Martha is pissed about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 10:38 &lt;br /&gt;As Jesus and the disciples continued on their way to Jerusalem, they came to a certain village where a woman named Martha welcomed him into her home. 39 Her sister, Mary, sat at the Lord’s feet, listening to what he taught. 40 But Martha was distracted by the big dinner she was preparing. She came to Jesus and said, “Lord, doesn’t it seem unfair to you that my sister just sits here while I do all the work? Tell her to come and help me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41 But the Lord said to her, “My dear Martha, you are worried and upset over all these details! 42 There is only one thing worth being concerned about. Mary has discovered it, and it will not be taken away from her.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does Jesus tell Martha she's worrying about the wrong thing, he commends Mary for what she's doing.  Stop and think about that for a moment.  This kind of turns things upside down if you let it settle.  Jesus &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;preferred&lt;/span&gt; the behavior of the sister who sat still, with him.  Joseph Prince pointed out that she was treating him like the savior, like a king, like the well of life she needed to draw from, not serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't breeze past this- "yah, yah, I need to spend time with Jesus, take a break, I get it."  Let this inspire you to change your attitude towards Jesus- it did that for me this morning.  We so often seek to serve, when our job is to receive from Jesus.  We serve others by receiving from him.  IN FACT, if we are not receiving from him, we will very quickly run out of energy and life to serve other people, become exhausted; maybe even resentful or bitter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, if we are drawing from the well of life, if we are receiving from Jesus, we have unlimited resources to do the work of serving others he has called us to do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 33:9 The people of the world will see all the good I do for my people, and they will tremble with awe at the peace and prosperity I provide for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 12:14 After all, children don’t provide for their parents. Rather, parents provide for their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:11 If anyone serves, they should do so with the strength God provides, so that in all things God may be praised through Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea that struck me this morning for the first time was how to treat Jesus like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;, is to sit in his presence and worship him...lavishly.  To love on him.  He wants our hearts more than he wants our service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hosea 6:6&lt;br /&gt;I want you to show love, not offer sacrifices.I want you to know me more than I want burnt offerings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that beautiful?  I know many women who especially fall prey to this lie from the enemy: that we need to work until we pass out in order to make life perfect.  That we need to worry and work and provide for God, instead of receiving from him.  God has a lot more to say to me about receiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:&amp;nbsp;30-33"If God gives such attention to the appearance of wildflowers—most of which are never even seen—don't you think he'll attend to you, take pride in you, do his best for you? What I'm trying to do here is to get you to relax, to not be so preoccupied with getting, so you can respond to God's giving. People who don't know God and the way he works fuss over these things, but you know both God and how he works. Steep your life in God-reality, God-initiative, God-provisions. Don't worry about missing out. You'll find all your everyday human concerns will be met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;34"Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don't get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, if you recall an older blog of mine, God told me that I have difficulty receiving good things from him.  Sure, I show up, I pray, I read my Bible, I love him, I really do.  And receiving wisdom, that's ok, that still leaves me with work to do.  Receiving life and love?  Receiving gifts? That's a whole other story.  That, apparently, is much harder for me to do.  He whispered this to me when my boyfriend did something incredibly sweet for me (as he's always doing).  It was very early in our relationship and I was surprised by the feelings that rose up in my heart : "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stop!  I will feel like I owe you something! What if I get used to you doing good things for me and loving me and then you leave? Just don't do it.  I can take care of myself.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.  Who knew that was in there?  All that self-reliance and independence.  (Hey, check back and read my blog called The Prison of Independence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recently I took up the book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walking With God&lt;/span&gt;, one of my favorite John Eldredge gems.  I love how re-reading books always brings new insights.  Anyway he is talking about how he so often forgets to let Jesus &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lead&lt;/span&gt;.  That treating him with the respect he deserves is about letting him be Him; letting him lead.  Letting him save.  Letting him be the head, be the Father, be the Shepherd.  Anything else is sin actually.  Get your head around that!  Trying to make life work on your own is not being responsible and working hard for Jesus- it's saying you don't need him.  Literally your first and most important job is to receive from him.  Pay attention to him, ask him which way to go, see where he's going and follow.  Ask him all day long "should I talk with this person about this issue?" "Should we book that flight?" "should I say yes to more work or spend time with that friend?" "should I ask them to church again?" "should I rest today or exercise?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me.  It's amazing.  I've been learning this in increments.  And what I've been finding is powerful and moving and makes my heart rest.  God&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; wants&lt;/span&gt; to lead you.  And the reason why this issue in my heart arose when Bryan tried to do something nice for me is because I have a hard time accepting the idea of a man leading.  I mean, I'm gonna be really honest with you here, in hopes that it enlightens something for you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in America.  In the Northeast.  In 2011.  And I had a father that failed to lead- truly, in any sense of the word.  He didn't lead us spiritually, emotionally, not even financially.  I lost faith in the idea that you should trust your father (or any mother man for that matter) to do anything without your express approval.  I was raised by all women who confirmed this idea for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's wrong.  And it's sinful.  And it teaches me to try and do things on my own and not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trust&lt;/span&gt; God with anything, and not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; anything good from him for fear I'll stop relying on my own resources.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would ever think that letting God do good things for you- pour life into you, bless you- would be so hard?!?  Aren't we mostly running around trying to get him to bless us?? When really we need to be Mary.  Sit down.  Quiet our hearts.  Revere Him.  Receive love from him so that we can love him back, and serve others.  We know Marthas. We've been Martha if we're honest with ourselves. It's often a lot easier to try and do something for God, earn something than to be vulnerable with him- that's humbling. That's risky. Just like any other relationship. I think it's sometimes easier to plan and do and worry about stuff than to just BE with Bryan. Because that's risky, involves opening my heart, involves trust. And he's human- it won't always go well. But with God- it won't fail. He doesnt change, doesn't forget to take care of the things that need to be taken care of. Trying this out will build your faith immensely because you'll watch him show up for you and lead you- just like in our human relationships. It's pretty miraculous actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, doesn't that just let your heart breathe a little sigh of relief?&lt;br /&gt;We're meant to follow, to receive, to go where he goes into blessing and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 139: I look behind me and you're there,&lt;br /&gt;then up ahead and you're there, too—&lt;br /&gt;your reassuring presence, coming and going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 143:   Teach me how to live to please you,&lt;br /&gt;because you're my God.&lt;br /&gt;Lead me by your blessed Spirit&lt;br /&gt;into cleared and level pastureland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 10:14&lt;br /&gt;“I am the good shepherd; I know my own sheep, and they know me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revelation 7:17&lt;br /&gt;For the Lamb on the throne will be their Shepherd.He will lead them to springs of life-giving water.And God will wipe every tear from their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 10:40“Anyone who receives you receives me, and anyone who receives me receives the Father who sent me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 5:39“You search the Scriptures because you think they give you eternal life. But the Scriptures point to me! 40 Yet you refuse to come to me to receive this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 20:22 Then he breathed on them and said, “Receive the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 21:22 You can pray for anything, and if you have faith, you will receive it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 16:14 All that belongs to the Father is mine; this is why I said, ‘The Spirit will tell you whatever he receives from me.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 1: 16 From his abundance we have all received one gracious blessing after another.[f] 17 For the law was given through Moses, but God’s unfailing love and faithfulness came through Jesus Christ. 18 No one has ever seen God. But the unique One, who is himself God,[g] is near to the Father’s heart. He has revealed God to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 2:10 “Once you had no identity as a people;&lt;br /&gt;now you are God’s people.&lt;br /&gt;Once you received no mercy;&lt;br /&gt;now you have received God’s mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 6:&lt;br /&gt;Then Abraham waited patiently, and he received what God had promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when people take an oath, they call on someone greater than themselves to hold them to it. And without any question that oath is binding. 17 God also bound himself with an oath, so that those who received the promise could be perfectly sure that he would never change his mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galations 1:12 I received my message from no human source, and no one taught me. Instead, I received it by direct revelation from Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 8:35For whoever finds me finds life&lt;br /&gt;and receives favor from the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just because I think it's that powerful, Hosea 6:6 again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to show love, not offer sacrifices.I want you to know me more than I want burnt offerings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:&amp;nbsp;http://www.josephprince.org/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-2694736174143132015?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/2694736174143132015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-to-get-it.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/2694736174143132015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/2694736174143132015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-to-get-it.html' title='How to get it.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rKiOrL0Dy7I/TrwyoRjB09I/AAAAAAAAAfY/pa0zdsmUWPg/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.18.47+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-933237198966095104</id><published>2011-06-01T15:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:24:57.609-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Taking new territory.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b3UuihlKfME/TrwzBnOpxXI/AAAAAAAAAfg/XVO4FkV42zk/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.23.52+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b3UuihlKfME/TrwzBnOpxXI/AAAAAAAAAfg/XVO4FkV42zk/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.23.52+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm about to talk about will make no sense to you unless you believe there is evil; unless you believe there is an enemy to your life; a devil (though I hesitate to use "devil" because of the caricatures and cartoons it might conjure up for you that aren't quite as threatening as our true enemy is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about warfare. John Eldredge (brilliant author) says we are living a love story set in a war. (If you haven't read anything by this author- stop reading this and go buy &lt;em&gt;VCaptivating; Wild at Heart; The Sacred Romance; Walking With God&lt;/em&gt;.) It's true. The entire Bible is about love set in war. The Old Testament is a nation, loved by God, attacked by other nations (war). When Adam and Eve are peacefully living with God in freedom the enemy sneaks in to divide and conquer (war). In the New Testament Jesus is attacked- from birth! A King murders an entire generation of infant boys just to get to him, and he's eventually hung on a cross by an angry mob (if that's not war behavior, I don't know what is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the names for God is "God of the Angel Armies" (warrior language, no?)&lt;br /&gt;And the entire Bible- cover to cover is about God fighting FOR us. For our hearts. Battle after battle to call people towards him. He cares more about your heart than anything else, and knows that the enemy hates that. He is jealous, a beast seeking to devour you. He starts subtly, with agreements and annoyances until you're distracted into believing things that aren't true : that you aren't loved and adored and protected by God, that you aren't worth anything, or that you can't trust God because he's holding out on you (isn't that what Eve believed?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could spend forever talking about this in general terms and giving examples of how the enemy seeks to attack you (read &lt;em&gt;Mere Christianity&lt;/em&gt; by C.S. Lewis). It's why we are so drawn to stories of love and war: we exist in one. We want to know there's hope, there's something worth fighting for, that there is beauty and love in the end. And God offers that. He does more than that. He promises to be in the battle with us. I'll share some of my life instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you a little of what happened to me the past few months. What seemed like just insignificant life events, or tragic but inevitable life events, turned out to be more than that, and thankfully I was able to get my heart in a position quiet enough and close enough to God to see them for what they really were: attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll list them for you, in an effort to view the evens a little bit more objectively: &lt;br /&gt;Every time my boyfriend visited me from Virginia (or vice versa) something inconvenient happened- his car broke down, his car gor broken into, I got a stomach virus for two days.&lt;br /&gt;Bryan (my boyfriend) lost his roommate, some musical work, and therefore income, putting him in an uncomfortable financial position.&lt;br /&gt;The stress of my father dying and his finances was a great door for the enemy- we argued. Big arguments.&lt;br /&gt;I planned a trip to Mexico for relaxation- thinking "I deserve this dammit!". And it was literally railroaded. My friend "lost" her passport 12 hours before our flight and we were unable to get a flight out after for a million and one reasons. (trust me, we tried &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;br /&gt;The following weekend some stranger I don't know accused me of leaving the children I nanny for alone outside and not taking care of them properly, nearly costing me my career as a nanny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at this point that I started to realize the enemy was seriously at work here. I was becoming completely discouraged. Ever been here?? Everything seems to be falling apart just as things seem to have started to look up? You have an intimate moment with God and the next day you get fired? You get promoted and immediately have an argument with your spouse? You finally get to book your much needed vacation and everything goes wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was starting to think things like "This always happens." "Why doesn't God ever stop this stuff from happening to me?? Where IS he?" "Why bother doing anything, it all gets messed up anyway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is not true. I know it's not true. I've seen God move in many many powerful ways. I've had amazing victories in my life and in the lives of those around me. Good things DO happen, but more importantly, and more truthfully, God always accomplishes something in my heart through them. &lt;br /&gt;But none of that seemed true in that moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was deflated. Tired of fighting. Tired of being positive and coping and moving on.&lt;br /&gt;I was exhausted of worrying about my life.  It was becoming all about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Which, by the way, is exactly when God can move. When you get your willpower and self-reliance out of the way.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on the Sunday night before I had to return and face my bosses after this accusation, hoping that I still had a job,I sat down with God, heavy in anxiety and fear and doubt. I had been praying all weekend- alone, with my mom, with my sister, with Bryan. It hadn't made an ounce of difference in my mood though. It was dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God said this "You think that you're being attacked for no reason. And that's why you're losing hope. You think things are just happening to you, that you have to defend against. WE are not on the defensive. WE are on the offensive. You are a warrior invading enemy territory. There are places in your heart, in Bryan's heart, in the world around you that the enemy was holding and you have moved forward into those places and angered him. You're taking ground and HE's on the defensive. You're on the winning side already, this is all he has to throw at you in hopes to stop you. Don't let it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um. Wow, right? There are many moments when I have had a few whispers from God. There are moments when I feel my heart urged in a direction and then someone else confirms that for me in conversation or in prayer. But I needed none of that for this revelation. My heart instantly (and I mean &lt;em&gt;instantly&lt;/em&gt;) brightened. It was like my heart was screaming "oh yah! I forgot!! woohoo! we win!" It was like a scene in a war movie: just as you think that soldier's been defeated, he is inspired or strengthened by one last breath of bravery and hope and manages to defy all odds and kill the enemy. Win the war. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like David and Goliath. It looked pretty bleak, huge experienced soldiers had no luck with- were terrified even - of this huge mocking giant. Till little David shows up, strong in the faith God would use whatever he had to win- and gave it what he got. BAM! A dead giant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindsight, being 20/20, made a few things clear. Bryan had actually been inspired to pray for me using this David and Goliath analogy in the weeks prior. I had never really asked God at all before booking a trip to Mexico and spending a lot of money. And in fact there had been many signs for us &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; to. (We had a terrible time getting the credit card to work, it was causing stress between my friend and her husband, Bryan and several other people suggested maybe we should wait awhile...and I'm sure there were more!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this, probably too long story, to say: Don't give up. These defeats are not all just because you've made poor decisions or you have bad luck. Don't let the enemy convince you that this is as good as it gets, that God isn't on your side, that you won't win. YOU ALREADY HAVE. Own it. Claim that promise over your life. Trust me, I know what it feels like. But feelings aren't truth and they will surrender under the weight of the glory and love and truth of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid to keep moving forward. When you are under attack it's because you're moving into places the enemy doesn't want you- clearly places you are desperately needed. God wouldn't call you somewhere he hasn't already provided for you. Trust, Go there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're feeling complacent and not attacked at all- maybe God knew this was a time of rest for you. Enjoy it. Relish it. Don't take it for granted. Let it feed you and build you up for the next attack that will come. (and one WILL come)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe you've found yourself feeling complacent and bored. Not moving closer to God or taking new territory in your life or standing in for those around you. The enemy loves when we get too distracted with tasks to focus our energy where it should be- God, the good fight, love. Jesus said the most important things for us to do is love God and each other.  These can easily fall to the side when there are things like "how do I pay the bills?" to worry about. The bravest thing to do here is to ask God what areas of your life or heart you've stopped checking in with. Or what new areas he wants to do something in that you're complacently letting the enemy hold? That is NO small feat, and one of the bravest things you can do. Trust me, the enemy won't be happy but the victory with God will be amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way- praying through all of those events has brought Bryan and I to a whole new level of love and trust. My bosses decided that based on my character they feel that it was a "lapse in judgement and not an indication of poorjudement" and have returned to normal. My friend and I have rescheduled our Mexico trip- praying for the insight for the right time and purpose for it....(so stay tuned- can't wait to see how God is going to redeem that situation for us!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God always wins. It just doesn't always look like what we think it should. But it is always, always, infinitely better. Don't underestimate your role, your heart is what God most desires- it's that valuable, don't take it lightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 31:4&lt;br /&gt;This is what God told me: "Like a lion, king of the beasts, that gnaws and chews and worries its prey, Not fazed in the least by a bunch of shepherds who arrive to chase it off, So God-of-the-Angel-Armies comes down to fight on Mount Zion, to make war from its heights. And like a huge eagle hovering in the sky, God-of-the-Angel-Armies protects Jerusalem. I'll protect and rescue it. Yes, I'll hover and deliver."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deuteronomy 28:7&lt;br /&gt;“The Lord will conquer your enemies when they attack you. They will attack you from one direction, but they will scatter from you in seven"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 18:18 NLT &lt;br /&gt;They attacked me at a moment when I was in distress, but the Lord supported me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deuteronomy 20:1&lt;br /&gt;When you go to war against your enemy and see horses and chariots and soldiers far outnumbering you, do not recoil in fear of them; God, your God, who brought you up out of Egypt is with you. When the battle is about to begin, let the priest come forward and speak to the troops. He'll say, "Attention, Israel. In a few minutes you're going to do battle with your enemies. Don't waver in resolve. Don't fear. Don't hesitate. Don't panic. God, your God, is right there with you, fighting with you against your enemies, fighting to win."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 41:1&lt;br /&gt;[ A David Psalm ] Dignify those who are down on their luck; you'll feel good—that's what God does. God looks after us all, makes us robust with life— Lucky to be in the land, we're free from enemy worries. Whenever we're sick and in bed, God becomes our nurse, nurses us back to health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua 23:10&lt;br /&gt;Each one of you will put to flight a thousand of the enemy, for the Lord your God fights for you, just as he has promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 54:15 If anyone does attack you, it will not be my doing;&lt;br /&gt;whoever attacks you will surrender to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 "See, it is I who created the blacksmith&lt;br /&gt;who fans the coals into flame&lt;br /&gt;and forges a weapon fit for its work.&lt;br /&gt;And it is I who have created the destroyer to wreak havoc;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 no weapon forged against you will prevail,&lt;br /&gt;and you will refute every tongue that accuses you.&lt;br /&gt;This is the heritage of the servants of the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;and this is their vindication from me,"&lt;br /&gt;declares the Lord."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:&amp;nbsp;http://firstassemblywm.org/taking-new-territory/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-933237198966095104?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/933237198966095104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/06/taking-new-territory.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/933237198966095104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/933237198966095104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/06/taking-new-territory.html' title='Taking new territory.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b3UuihlKfME/TrwzBnOpxXI/AAAAAAAAAfg/XVO4FkV42zk/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.23.52+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-6301670255511411933</id><published>2011-04-16T09:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T12:13:04.901-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>The edge of the Sea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-seYyTCybaJY/TamtfSEpIcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/cQ9vdXfgM5s/s1600/raging%2Bsea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-seYyTCybaJY/TamtfSEpIcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/cQ9vdXfgM5s/s320/raging%2Bsea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596194764923412930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fascinated, afraid, and drawn to water.  Always have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be near bodies of water.  I find them healing, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; the ocean- lakes are somehow not nearly as free and living to me.  When I get overwhelmed I frequently drive an hour to the beach just to see the water- rain, snow whatever.  When I spend anytime in parts of the country not near a coast I start to feel claustrophobic....no, really, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dream about water.  Often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, my dreams of water tended toward the dramatic and the traumatic- drowning, losing things, tsunamis.  In fact, I recall a dream I used to have that my mother and I saw a tsunami wave coming to a beach full of people.  No none else saw it coming and we frantically and unsuccessfully tried to warn everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember losing all of my shoes over the side of a boat in a dream; watching my sister drown; being on tiny tiny boats in huge raging seas; not being able to see the bottom; being lost at sea etc etc etc (It's odd that I have such affection for the water with all of this going on in my subconscious isn't it?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the thing I've noticed over the past few years, as my life has gone through amazing healing processes with Jesus, is that the dreams of water are very different or non-existent.  My childhood was a constant upheaval- moving, leaving, selling, buying, wealthy, impoverished.  It was about survival, and so my dreams were about  my young self being tossed about in what felt like a sea of overwhelming fear and chaos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, God harnessed all of that and brought my heart, my family, and my life to a place of much more stability and freedom.  He taught me about boundaries and forgiveness and fathered me into adulthood when my earthly parents were busy learning that themselves.  It was beautiful.  And my dreams began to reflect that.  There were fountains, calm beaches, sailing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Trust me, I'm going somewhere with this.)  The most recent event in my life was my father passing away yesterday.  This process has been a deeply healing journey, as well as a huge stress that has left me feeling raw and vulnerable.  I was surprised there were no water dreams- of any kind.  And then there was one.  Only it was about my relationship - it was about my boyfriend and me.  The stress of life has caused a lot of tension between us during the past few weeks, (as often happens when grown ups have relationships!) and it has caused me to feel additional uncertainty on top of watching my father dying in hospice.  The dream was not about my father, God had already taught me to trust him with that.  The dream was about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the dream was the two of us standing on a dock- a black and silent sea before us. &lt;br /&gt;"let's go" I said to him.&lt;br /&gt;"what about that reef over there?? I don't like it!" he panicked.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry," I replied,"it's not that big and it's not that sharp"&lt;br /&gt;And we went in.  And we swam.  And we were fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this dream had me thinking about water all over again.  And what it means and what it can represent.  I felt so empowered by this dream- that God has grown so much trust in me that I was able to encourage someone else to jump off the dock into an unknown sea; that there was a calm knowledge that all would be well.  That's huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I looked up water in the Bible, and it seems to represent two things:&lt;br /&gt;fear and oppression; and eternal life from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that throughout the Bible God shows us his power by taming the wild waters, and revealing that living waters are within him, flowing through us- giving us eternal hope and life. (There is so so so much more to this, but this is a bite-size portion of this Biblical theme.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder I knew I could jump into those eerie bottomless waters- I knew Jesus had put them in their place already.  It was not my job to rescue myself or save other people from waves or know what was in them- just take a deep breath, trust, and jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some passages that confirmed this for me this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 8:29 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;"... when he gave the sea its boundary&lt;br /&gt;   so the waters would not overstep his command..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of Solomon 8:7&lt;br /&gt;"Many waters cannot quench love;&lt;br /&gt;   rivers cannot sweep it away..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 12:3&lt;br /&gt;"Surely God is my salvation;&lt;br /&gt;   I will trust and not be afraid.&lt;br /&gt;...With joy you will draw water&lt;br /&gt;   from the wells of salvation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Isaiah 43:&lt;br /&gt;"But now, this is what the LORD says—&lt;br /&gt;   he who created you, Jacob,&lt;br /&gt;   he who formed you, Israel:&lt;br /&gt;Do not fear, for I have redeemed you;&lt;br /&gt;   I have summoned you by name; you are mine.&lt;br /&gt;When you pass through the waters,&lt;br /&gt;   I will be with you;&lt;br /&gt;and when you pass through the rivers,&lt;br /&gt;   they will not sweep over you. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are SO many references to water in the Bible it would be impossible to list really..Peter waked on water because Jesus calmed the raging seas.  God parted the red sea for his people to walk through unharmed.  God told the woman at the well that he would give her living water.  God told us in Jeremiah that we have forsaken his living water and instead tried to carry our own water in our own containers.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 2:13&lt;br /&gt;"My people have committed two sins:&lt;br /&gt;They have forsaken me,&lt;br /&gt;   the spring of living water,&lt;br /&gt;and have dug their own cisterns,&lt;br /&gt;   broken cisterns that cannot hold water." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, I say all this to encourage you- to trust.  Whatever is going on with you; whatever your deep and raging waters are; whatever the area of life for you that you are trying to carry around in your own leaky container instead of drawing from God's overflowing fountain- let it go.  Get in the water knowing God has set the boundaries on it, knowing God won't let you drown even when you feel like you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember finding Nemo? "just keep swimming, just keep swimming.." hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise you that you will not regret walking out on that water like Peter did.  A whole new level of trust is available between you and God- even when you think that you have trusted him with everything, there's a raging sea somewhere in your heart and he wants you to trust him to walk through it.  The water was rough till Peter stepped on it, the Red Sea was still there until Moses stepped into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get off the dock or the boat; put down that leaky container you have and risk that God has an overflowing well of living water for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 23&lt;br /&gt;" The Lord is my shepherd;&lt;br /&gt;      I have all that I need.&lt;br /&gt; He lets me rest in green meadows;&lt;br /&gt;      he leads me beside peaceful streams...."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-6301670255511411933?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/6301670255511411933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/04/edge-of-sea.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/6301670255511411933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/6301670255511411933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/04/edge-of-sea.html' title='The edge of the Sea.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-seYyTCybaJY/TamtfSEpIcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/cQ9vdXfgM5s/s72-c/raging%2Bsea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-2648000295891209860</id><published>2011-03-10T09:28:00.048-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:27:56.961-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Going away, Giving Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MYgpl8AozwQ/Trwzpc4FEtI/AAAAAAAAAfo/UJmiXmDKOOs/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.26.57+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MYgpl8AozwQ/Trwzpc4FEtI/AAAAAAAAAfo/UJmiXmDKOOs/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.26.57+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the last week in Ireland- mostly Dublin, Doolin and Belfast with a few pit stops in Galway and Limerick. Ireland is one of my favorite places on the planet. Most favorite country I have visited so far (which, admittedly is only a handful including New Zealand, Australia, Fiji, England, and Canada).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much left of the world I want to explore. So much is learned in packing, leaving, returning, strangers, languages, sights, food. It's always an expanding experience, even if, as in this case, it's somewhere you've been before. This time God was going to teach me the limits of my own love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love when God answers your prayer. He's a creative God and it never looks like you think it will. A few months ago I had been inspired to start praying for more generosity. I wanted to see opportunities to be generous to the people around me, strangers, my employers, everyone. I had realized that my world was getting a little small and that usually happens when you accidentally slip into the idea that your needs are above all most important. Paying attention to someone else's needs, no matter how small, is how you get out of that suffocating place of "how come I never get everything I want the moment I want it, dammit?!" and our typical first response to wanting to be generous is something like: I don't even have everything that I need, how can I give anything away? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that there was absolutely no place in the Bible when Jesus told us to give once we had a steady job and a retirement fund. Not once we feel ready, or have a magic amount of time or income. He just says to give. And it isn't always money, notice. It is generosity whenever and however you can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 37:21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wicked borrow and never repay,but the godly are generous givers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 11:25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The generous will prosper;those who refresh others will themselves be refreshed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does this help meet the needs of people around you, but it begins to a) reveal how rich you truly are b) transform your view of 'need' and c) actually bless you with something invaluable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only cure to pain is forgiveness, and the only cure to feeling needy is to give. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this past trip, was amazing and beautiful and fun. It was refreshing,new, inspiring, restful and busy all at once. Which is pretty much exactly how I like it. But while I was living the life of green grass, friendly folk, sheep and Guinness, far far away in the land of routine my new (and awesome) boyfriend had become overwhelmingly busy with work. So when I returned, happy, rested and cheerful, he was tired, depleted, discouraged. Needless to say, we were not seeing eye to eye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being human and angry he was killing my travel buzz, I obviously assumed this was his fault. Obviously. What happened was that God used this moment to teach me something both enormous and glaringly simple about love: it's mostly about yourself, not the other person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not responsible for making anyone else love me. I am responsible for loving them as well as possible; much the same way forgiveness works. Forgiveness is really about you internally releasing something you feel entitled to.This is, how Jesus loves us isn't it? Unconditionally, when we are cranky, irritable, downright bitchy. When we don't pay attention to him, when we don't tell him we love him, when we come up with reasons to go our own selfish ways. When we put our agendas first, and our needs above others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just loves. Just invites us to love him back, without agenda or expectation. That is clearly and decidedly not what I was doing. I wanted my needs met, immediately and thoroughly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God then pointed out that so often we do this in subtle ways. Our culture tells us all the time that our immediate wants are the most important thing. We really think it's the other person's responsibility to fulfill our desires. Well, it's not. They don't owe you anything. None of us deserve anything, God just graciously and mercifully gives it to us anyway. That's our model for loving each other, and Jesus says loving each other is the most important job we have. Notice when God talks about love the language is all about you. (1 Corinthians)"Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude. It does not demand its own way. It is not irritable, and it keeps no record of being wronged. It does not rejoice about injustice but rejoices whenever the truth wins out. Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that there are no exceptions. There isn't a single: "except if..." or "only when..." or "unless.." There are however words like "never" and "always".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if they don't love me back. Even if they never ever return any favors. That's love. Jesus said the ultimate act of love is dying for someone else, and often enough we can't even let someone close to us win an argument. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 13:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Love Fulfills God’s Requirements ] Owe nothing to anyone—except for your obligation to love one another. If you love your neighbor, you will fulfill the requirements of God’s law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 15:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my commandment: Love each other in the same way I have loved you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 John 3:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear children, let’s not merely say that we love each other; let us show the truth by our actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let’s see if we can’t be generous with all of ourselves and love like we have no expectations. Challenge yourself. Ask God to reveal more opportunities to be generous and see what he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and don’t forget to be generous to yourself too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out these verses for more love ideas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 17:9&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 21:26&lt;br /&gt;Song of Solomon 1:2&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 9:9&lt;br /&gt;Song of Solomon 2:7&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 43:4&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 5:44&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 19:19&lt;br /&gt;Mark 12:33&lt;br /&gt;Luke 7:47&lt;br /&gt;John 1:17&lt;br /&gt;John 13:35&lt;br /&gt;Romans 12:9&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 8:1&lt;br /&gt;Colossians 3:14&lt;br /&gt;1 John 4:17&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 5:22-30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-2648000295891209860?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/2648000295891209860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/03/going-away-giving-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/2648000295891209860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/2648000295891209860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/03/going-away-giving-away.html' title='Going away, Giving Away'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MYgpl8AozwQ/Trwzpc4FEtI/AAAAAAAAAfo/UJmiXmDKOOs/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.26.57+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-159612733300683992</id><published>2011-02-09T11:48:00.044-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T14:13:27.372-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Quid Pro Quo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TVLPWu1HMDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/wUMbE4_GQWY/s1600/giving%2Btree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571743678445596722" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TVLPWu1HMDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/wUMbE4_GQWY/s320/giving%2Btree.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 241px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are told that it's better to give than to receive. While this adage is true, I also want to suggest that perhaps it isn't in relation to God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newest relationship in my life has had me thinking about the character of God in a new way. I was thinkig about the idea of giving. He&amp;nbsp;is a generous God &amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;we are in turn, to be a generous people. Two things have been running around in my head since this initial inspiration, and today, while journaling about it they surfaced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First: I have a difficult time receiving good things from God, because I know I can't do anything in return, and I feel guilty that I don't do enough. God gives all the time, to me (and everyone) because he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; not because&amp;nbsp;we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; or want. He gives to me because he loves me, without expecting anything but&amp;nbsp;me in return. He is moved by faith, not by need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And second: he wants us to participate in giving with him and he multiplies whatever we give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason this became so important was because my shower wasn't working.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, My boyfriend noticed that my shower was kind of gross at this point.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(Hey! Don't judge my cleaning till you've lived with two men who don't even know we have a mop, ok? hahaha) Anyway, while I was getting ready for dinner in my bedroom, he went to CVS, got the appropriate tools, and fixed the problem (and also cleaned the shower!) I was so impressed, and also kind of humbled (gifts and acts of service not being my main love languages) and my initial reaction was to get kinda angry. I know that sounds weird, but bear with me. I am used to doing things for myself, I am from a family that values independence pretty much over most other things; and I also had a father who would only ever do things for my mom (or me) when we were younger out of obligation, or the intensity of our need- not for love. So, I became defensive that he felt I needed something and helpless because I now felt that I owed him something, and just confused because I wanted to just thank him for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God pointed out to me that I have a difficult time accepting generous things from him as well because of guilt that I don't do enough for him. This was an eye opening moment.&amp;nbsp; Jesus died freely, knowing that some people would never love him or even thank him for it. God gives freely, knowing that overflow can also help those around us. He gives because he &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt;, not because we do enough to deserve it. Theologically of course, I knew this. Apparently my heart hadn't gotten the memo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 1:5-7 &lt;br /&gt;"He predestined us for adoption to sonship through Jesus Christ, in accordance with his pleasure and will—&amp;nbsp; to the praise of his glorious grace, which he has freely given us in the One he loves. In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God’s grace ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Notice that there's no mention of how good we are, or what we do for him in return...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 8:31-33 &lt;br /&gt;What, then, shall we say in response to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 7&lt;br /&gt;Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. 8 For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened.&lt;br /&gt;“Which of you, if your son asks for bread, will give him a stone? Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a snake? 11 If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Israelites, wandering around the dessert, crying and complaining, were still given daily food and water and clouds to shelter them and clouds to light the way. And that's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; they were rescued dramatically from the Pharaoh who was enslaving them. It certainly wasn't because God thought they were deserving, it was because they were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt;; because he loved them. And it wasn't in order to manipulate them into doing something &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; him. His natures is just to give. There was no secret agenda. There isn't one now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does this guilt hinder me frome &lt;em&gt;receiving&lt;/em&gt; good things from God, but it also manages to arrest my &lt;em&gt;giving.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;Because I have a difficult time accepting good things, I often think that I have nothing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; give. I don't think I have time,&amp;nbsp;money, gifts,&amp;nbsp; talents, patience,&amp;nbsp;or love&amp;nbsp;enough. &amp;nbsp;But if you look at God's giving, you see that he is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;multiplier&lt;/span&gt;. He knows what I have- he's given it all to me in the first place.&amp;nbsp;He also&amp;nbsp;knows who needs what around me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Matthew 15, he needed to feed thousands of hungry people. The disciples were frustrated and annoyed (and maybe feeling inadequate that&amp;nbsp;they didn't have enough to give?) and this little boy just hands over his very tiny little lunch. Jesus feeds thousands of people with a couple of loaves of bread a few fish. He could have just created food out of thin air to feed all those people, but he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wants&lt;/span&gt; our participation. He wants us to be a part of it, to share, to give generously as he does all the time. He multiplied that tiny gift to meet the huge need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 4 says " Jesus answered, “Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again,&amp;nbsp; but whoever drinks the water I give them will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give them will become in them a spring of water welling up to eternal life.” If we accept that water from him, he multiplies it within us to a spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story is give and receive. Receive what God has for you- often given to you through those around you. He's giving because he loves you. That's it. That's the whole agenda. And give it up! Give what little you have and watch God multiply it. You may never know the effect, the ripples of blessing that you began by deciding to participate with God in what he was doing. Don't think it's too small, don't become paralyzed with feelings of inadequacy or fear. God can (and does) multiply everything into inconceivable blessings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 14:26&lt;br /&gt;Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 15:16&lt;br /&gt;You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you so that you might go and bear fruit—fruit that will last—and so that whatever you ask in my name the Father will give you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-159612733300683992?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/159612733300683992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/02/quid-pro-quo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/159612733300683992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/159612733300683992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/02/quid-pro-quo.html' title='Quid Pro Quo'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TVLPWu1HMDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/wUMbE4_GQWY/s72-c/giving%2Btree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-4620488133705422480</id><published>2011-01-18T16:28:00.035-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T14:58:10.788-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Take Notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TTYLuHGgeoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/w3JbjfL_Qx0/s1600/notes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563647276471057026" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TTYLuHGgeoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/w3JbjfL_Qx0/s320/notes.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 249px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom cleaned out her attic and brought over some boxes of mine the other day. SO I went through these boxes of books, journals, sketchpads, photographs. They were heavy, they were redundant. Self-pitying, self-righteous, self-abasing, self-bashing. It was intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was overwhelmed at first, but then I realized why I had kept these and why they had been&amp;nbsp;important to me. It dawned on me that they were my gravity. If I could write it down, maybe I could understand. If there was a collection of notes about my life and the things I felt, maybe I could put them in one place and know who I was. Maybe if I wrote it down, I could know. Maybe there would be a constant. Maybe I could find a reason.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I could pile all these pages into&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;map for my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few&amp;nbsp;years of journaling&amp;nbsp;have been so different. There has been an awakening of my heart. God has done surgery and I’m on the recovered side. What I realized today was that, I didn’t need it. The large accumulation of letters and words didn’t say anymore about me than a collection of postcards would give you a sense of a country. I know my identity. God bestowed it, and I am living in it.&amp;nbsp;I don’t need notebooks of past hurts to prove I exist. To give weight to my life, to make footprints. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think in all of my moving and leaving as a child, I was afraid I might be lost in the world. Just float away in a strong wind. If I wrote it down and carried it around, maybe that wouldn’t happen. But I don’t need that now, and I think it’s time to throw them away.I don’t have fear that no one sees me, that I might get lost. I know how valuable I am to my God, my creator, my father, my friend, lover of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still journal, but I realize the purpose is much different. I journal to process the thoughts and events in my life and give God opportunity to reveal negative thoughts or important revelations- it’s how I think.&amp;nbsp;He says to write down the important mile markers in life and the important moments between the two of you. This is my aim on this humble blog: to always inspire, encourage, reveal to you a little of what God has blessed me with lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today I want to encourage you that you don’t need to keep tabs on your history. You don’t need to go to a psychotherapist or hypnotherapist or regressive therapist to re-live a past pain. God remembers all of it, will not leave any part of you out of healing, will not ignore and will not dwell. He is a forward moving God. He is not into dwelling on past wounds, he wants you to get closer and closer to him in order for you to see more of glory, beauty and love, and less and less of wounds and pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if there’s something today you didn’t realize you’d been carrying, let it go. I mean it. Authentically let it go. Not just into thin air, it was important to you after all.&amp;nbsp; Hand it over to Jesus. Make more room for God to do something new. Realize that you are more than a collection of hurts and accomplishments. The whole is vastly more valuable than the sum of your many parts. You are precious and valued despite of and because of all your history. Your history is not you. Find freedom in that today. Remember to keep track of the work God does, however you chronicle your life.&amp;nbsp; Don't list every hurt and need- write them some place that is temporary; but keep record of the miracles and victories God hands you and those around you. Dwell on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deuteronomy 11:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fix these words of mine in your hearts and minds; tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads.&amp;nbsp; Teach them to your children, talking about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates,&amp;nbsp;so that your days and the days of your children may be many in the land the Lord swore to give your ancestors, as many as the days that the heavens are above the earth. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phillipians 4: 8-9&lt;br /&gt;"Summing it all up, friends, I'd say you'll do best by filling your minds and meditating on things true, noble, reputable, authentic, compelling, gracious—the best, not the worst; the beautiful, not the ugly; things to praise, not things to curse. Put into practice what you learned from me, what you heard and saw and realized. Do that, and God, who makes everything work together, will work you into his most excellent harmonies."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-4620488133705422480?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/4620488133705422480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-notes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/4620488133705422480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/4620488133705422480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/01/take-notes.html' title='Take Notes'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TTYLuHGgeoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/w3JbjfL_Qx0/s72-c/notes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-5734418496516994943</id><published>2011-01-06T14:32:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:58:35.484-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Distilling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNCs87AiR_Q/Trw69p7-PbI/AAAAAAAAAgY/3eF4UEVQTZo/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.58.08+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNCs87AiR_Q/Trw69p7-PbI/AAAAAAAAAgY/3eF4UEVQTZo/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.58.08+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am on the fourth day of a fast. It’s not too intense, not a juice fast or anything. Just a 5 day cleanse from wheat, dairy, sugar, meat, processed foods, coffee, alcohol and Facebook. I needed to recalibrate. The holidays as usual were about eating and drinking and merriment. That’s what they’re supposed to be about. A season for everything, the Bible says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I love about fasting of any kind is the clarity. My sleep is better, my thoughts are more precise. My blogs are not novellas. My focus is renewed. The chaos that I can often exist in becomes background noise. I wake refreshed. I know what I want in life. I can see where God is moving on a more delicate level. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He often uses this free space I offer to impart some fresh vision. Some years it’s been drastic- quitting my job or settling debt. But this year has been a little more subtle. In light of the drama of the past few months I wonder if he isn’t just giving me a break from my tendency to want to attack my life with a voracity that resembles a Twilight vampire. He’s been whispering about patience, boundaries, and slowly building upon the new foundation he has so graciously cleared out of the old mess of my life. I hear words in my heart singing of freedom and respect and chivalry. This is fasting revelation. Revelation that is quiet and personal and maybe not so blog-worthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So permit me to instead let the Word say it for me. This passage “accidentally” (if there is such a thing in the Christian life!) found me today and I wanted to share it with you. It is my fasting verse of the day: myy meditation on the reasons for fasting and defragmenting some heart space. So let this inspire and encourage you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 1:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Therefore with minds that are alert and fully sober, set your hope on the grace to be brought to you when Jesus Christ is revealed at his coming…” (NLT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So roll up your sleeves, put your mind in gear, be totally ready to receive the gift that’s coming when Jesus arrives. Don’t lazily slip back into those old grooves of evil, doing just what you feel like doing. You didn’t know any better then; you do now. As obedient children, let yourselves be pulled into a way of life shaped by God’s life, a life energetic and blazing with holiness. God said, ‘I am holy; you be holy.’ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call out to God for help and he helps- he’s a good Father that way. But don’t forget, he’s also a responsible Father, and won’t let you get by with sloppy living. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life is a journey you must travel with a deep consciousness of God. It cost God plenty to get you out of that dead-end, empty-headed life you grew up in. He paid with Christ’s sacred blood, you know. He died like and unblemished, sacrificial lamb. And this was no afterthought. Even though it has only lately-at the end of the ages-become public knowledge, God always knew he was going to do this for you. It’s because of this sacrificed Messiah, whom God then raised from the dead and glorified, that you trust God, that you know you have a future in God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you’ve cleaned up your lives by following the truth, love one another as if your lives depended on it. Your new life is not like your old life. Your old birth came from mortal sperm; your new birth God’s living Word. Just think: a life conceived by God himself! That’s why the prophet said, ‘The old life is a grass life, its beauty as short-lived as wildflowers; Grass dries up, flowers droop, God’s word goes on and on forever. This is the Word that conceived the new life in you.” (MSG version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-5734418496516994943?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/5734418496516994943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/01/distilling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/5734418496516994943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/5734418496516994943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2011/01/distilling.html' title='Distilling'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNCs87AiR_Q/Trw69p7-PbI/AAAAAAAAAgY/3eF4UEVQTZo/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.58.08+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-1469122064959610730</id><published>2010-12-24T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:29:37.020-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>just wanted to share this with ya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XxDdQvbDuk4/Trw0Icj3nuI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ycHpVzSs1GQ/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.28.30+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XxDdQvbDuk4/Trw0Icj3nuI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ycHpVzSs1GQ/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.28.30+PM.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this so inspiring:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://religion.blogs.cnn.com/2010/12/23/my-take-why-my-church-rebelled-against-the-american-dream/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:&amp;nbsp;http://morenarena.blogspot.com/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-1469122064959610730?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/1469122064959610730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-wanted-to-share-this-with-ya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/1469122064959610730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/1469122064959610730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-wanted-to-share-this-with-ya.html' title='just wanted to share this with ya'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XxDdQvbDuk4/Trw0Icj3nuI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ycHpVzSs1GQ/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.28.30+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-1487866203664011697</id><published>2010-12-23T11:01:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T12:13:04.947-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>A little heaven on earth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TRN6oF0GOSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/jbW1ddEioFM/s1600/FIJI.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TRN6oF0GOSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/jbW1ddEioFM/s320/FIJI.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553917594651998498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a good one today.  One I often forget about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason number 17 for Joy: heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that most of the time, most days, we don't sit around contemplating eternity.  Because eternity is far away.  Eternity is something so vague and esoteric and incomprehensible, that I spending time thinking about it feels like a waste.  It feels like telling a kid in the middle of summer to be good because Christmas will eventually be here.  What?  I'm busy pulling sand out of my belly button. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it IS real.  It is something we have to look forward to.  Jesus says he went to prepare a place for us.  I know it's hard to wrap your imagination around, but the God who created glaciers and Mt. Everest, Great White sharks, tiny vibrating glowworms, every sunset-ever, hummingbirds, miles of green grassy fields, sunshine, moonlight, our intricate and beautiful bodies, sex, chocolate, music, palm trees, salty ocean, vast and swallowing desserts, overwhelming cliffs, waterfalls that could wash away any negative thought ever.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt; God. He's making a place for us.  A place to spend the rest of eternity. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The rest of&lt;/span&gt; eternity.  Eternity begins the moment you accept him.  We continue from this life into the next, with a transition through something called death.  And the Bible talks about the mansions and riches and praises.  About God's glory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get that sunday-school image of robes and singing hymns out of your head.  Remember that God gave us marriage and sexual intimacy as a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;metaphor&lt;/span&gt; for our intimacy with him when we get to heaven.  As a metaphor for the ecstasy that Heaven is- being in God's presence all the time.  I don't think- no, I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;, it will not be like reading music that makes no sense for forever and ever and ever.  It will be the cries of joyous ecstasy, the shouts of overwhelming excitement and freedom and happiness that we have been waiting for.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sounds good to me right about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's why &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;every single thing &lt;/span&gt;on earth that is good feels a little bittersweet.  It's why when you fall in love, there is also a little pain- that ever increasing longing that you cannot seem to fill.  It's why addictions aren't enough.  Why you can't drink or eat or sleep or sex your way to happiness.  Why even drugs are temporary and carry their side effects.  Why when you experience relief and joy you cry.  Why when you see something amazing beautiful, hear music that moves your soul, taste something amazing, hear the words "I Love you", have an incredibly powerful kiss- you feel a moment, a dark twinge, an emptiness too.  Joy with grief at the insufficiency of it.  Elation comingled with the knowledge that it is temporary, fleeting and never going to be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until it is enough.  And that's what heaven is: the restored, renewed, Garden of Eden.  The place he originally intended for us to be.  Where we do as God does: have relationship, work and create, take care of each other and where we are.  Exist in love.  Without that tug at our heart that nothing will be enough.  That's heaven, that's where we're going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at pictures today of my summer cottage.  It feels like a foreign land.  A memory from years ago.  It's not.  We go every summer.  I'm incredibly familiar with it.  But I cannot &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; that right now as I put on my scarf and gloves and the down comforter I call a coat.  But while looking at those photos, my heart leapt.  It remembered.  I can go there, if I can get my heart and mind there.  Let's do that with heaven today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 5:1&lt;br /&gt;For instance, we know that when these bodies of ours are taken down like tents and folded away, they will be replaced by resurrection bodies in heaven—God-made, not handmade—and we'll never have to relocate our "tents" again. Sometimes we can hardly wait to move—and so we cry out in frustration. Compared to what's coming, living conditions around here seem like a stopover in an unfurnished shack, and we're tired of it! We've been given a glimpse of the real thing, our true home, our resurrection bodies! The Spirit of God whets our appetite by giving us a taste of what's ahead. He puts a little of heaven in our hearts so that we'll never settle for less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cOmCw5Nz-S4?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-1487866203664011697?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/1487866203664011697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/little-heaven-on-earth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/1487866203664011697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/1487866203664011697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/little-heaven-on-earth.html' title='A little heaven on earth.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TRN6oF0GOSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/jbW1ddEioFM/s72-c/FIJI.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-5136742949257960533</id><published>2010-12-22T12:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T08:06:10.555-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Oops.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TRI5SFc2YuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/HoNPOxRC9-s/s1600/victory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553564273364853474" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TRI5SFc2YuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/HoNPOxRC9-s/s200/victory.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 134px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed Day 15. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to Day 16.&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, the title of this representational art piece is "Victory", by Stephen Linhart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason for Joy number 16:  God wins in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what the battle now, even if we lose now, God wins in the end.  It is the loss of a battle, but not the war.  Getting fired, losing the house, death of a friend, divorce, etc etc These are losses.  Big ones.  Jesus weeps over them as much as we do.  The Bible tells us that he was wholly human and experienced all the temptations and sadness that humans bear.  Before he went to the cross he was so distressed he actually began to sweat blood.  He knows.  And he still promises it's worth it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the enemy, who is mostly intimidation smoke and mirrors, still loses- even if he "wins" tiny battles.  We may get fired,but God still has purpose for us.  We may lose everything including our home, but God  says to lose everything is to gain everything in him, and he will provide shelter both in this life and the next.  We may lose our lover, but God is there to be our first and most intimate lover- to fill us with love we can't imagine; both now and forever.  God wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death doesn't win.  Illness, tragedy, fear, abuse, damage, neglect, emptiness, loneliness, desperation, denial, poverty.  They lose in the end.  God wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to let God say this, it's far better than my explanation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 68:6&lt;br /&gt;God sets the lonely in families, he leads out the prisoners with singing&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to let God do the talking here instead of me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20corinthians%2015&amp;amp;version=NIV1984"&gt;1 Corinthians&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;“Where, O death, is your victory? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Where, O death, is your sting?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. &amp;nbsp;But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Therefore, my dear brothers and sisters, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=romans%208:31-39&amp;amp;version=MSG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Romans 8:31-39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;So, what do you think? With God on our side like this, how can we lose? If God didn't hesitate to put everything on the line for us, embracing our condition and exposing himself to the worst by sending his own Son, is there anything else he wouldn't gladly and freely do for us? And who would dare tangle with God by messing with one of God's chosen? Who would dare even to point a finger? The One who died for us—who was raised to life for us!—is in the presence of God at this very moment sticking up for us. Do you think anyone is going to be able to drive a wedge between us and Christ's love for us? There is no way! Not trouble, not hard times, not hatred, not hunger, not homelessness, not bullying threats, not backstabbing, not even the worst sins listed in Scripture: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;They kill us in cold blood because they hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;We're sitting ducks; they pick us off one by one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;None of this fazes us because Jesus loves us. I'm absolutely convinced that nothing—nothing living or dead, angelic or demonic, today or tomorrow, high or low, thinkable or unthinkable—absolutely nothing can get between us and God's love because of the way that Jesus our Master has embraced us"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, God wins,  those who want to be with him win.  Not over other people, this isn't a human war, this is spiritual.  We win over evil.  That's what we're fighting for: to beat evil and take as many people with us as we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So reason for joy: if there's present suffering (or future), no matter.  We win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Holiday survival tip&lt;/i&gt;:  Celebrate.  If you hate the holidays or love them; if you are stressed or content; if you are broke or wealthy; have everyone or no one to buy for: find a reason and celebrate.  Celebrate how &lt;i&gt;you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;celebrate.  Have a fancy drink.  Watch a favorite movie.  Go dancing.  Get dressed up.  Get dressed down.  Eat sugar, or maybe, don't for a change.  Do a few headstands.  Sing carols. Whatever it is, you know it, you choose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-5136742949257960533?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/5136742949257960533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/oops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/5136742949257960533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/5136742949257960533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/oops.html' title='Oops.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TRI5SFc2YuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/HoNPOxRC9-s/s72-c/victory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-8176665658599555791</id><published>2010-12-20T11:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:55:13.610-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Day 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Y2eccFJWxo/Trw6BTWoz5I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/3u_s-uRCLvo/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.53.40+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Y2eccFJWxo/Trw6BTWoz5I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/3u_s-uRCLvo/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.53.40+PM.png" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The idea for this joy came to me yesterday.  I was leaving church thinking about dating.  Thinking about people I have dated with varying church backgrounds.  Thinking about couples I know with varying church and spiritual backgrounds.  The last person that I dated was very passionate about his hymn singing Lutheran church.  In fact, found it pretty shallow of me that I worshipped every Sunday with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; a band and no traditional songs whatsoever.  At first, I thought the same things about his limited musical worship style.  And actually, had a rather dramatic reaction to the strictly hymn music set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I'm pretty sure this was related to the Baptist church I grew up in, where everything was judged based on how appropriately conservative it was- modest clothing, limited jewelry, traditional music, no drinking dancing etc.  The only celebrating that was allowed was with hugs and smiles.  The only vices appropriate were an occasional secular song (never in church), caffeine and processed foods. (of which there was an abundance of course).  But this person's very strong beliefs, coupled with his intelligent argument for his opinion, made me reconsider my position.  I actually was unaware that I associated hymns - as a whole- with a negative and judgmental church setting.  Once this became clear to me, I revised my belief.  I realized that some hymns are so beautiful.  I recalled that one of my favorite songs of all time is a hymn- O Holy NIght.  I remembered that a lot of hymns were bar tunes with new lyrics- and that's something I love about authentic CHristianity: it doesn't deny  who we are and where we come form, it redeems everything, like God does.  What better material for worship than the songs we use in life to celebrate already?  Use it to celebrate God.  Redeem something that my have been a sad and lonely lament and turn it into praise.  That's got Jesus written all over it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Now this man, did not seem to get that complete idea- or didn't seem to agree.  I however, am very grateful that he not only brought to the surface some negative thoughts for me, but also reminded me of a larger truth: God is bigger than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So reason #14 for joy:  God is big enough.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He's not fragile.  Not easily offended.  Not shaken.  Not overly sensitive.  Not rash.  He is passionate, compassionate, wild, adventurous, patient, and intentional. He is not small enough to fit into my ex's idea of who he was.  He is not small enough to fit into our ideas of who he is.  He's bigger than that.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And isn't that good news?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He isn't limited by our ideas of what he can do, our emotions, or our experience of him.  Because we didn't create him, he created us.  Ask God to break the box you've been trying to keep him in.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes I pretend &lt;/b&gt;that God doesn't know what I really feel about a situation or that he can't tell my heart isn't really paying attention while in prayer.  Sometimes I find myself fearing that he won't be there if I haven't been spending anytime with him recently or that he somehow won't be able to handle how mad I am at him or grieved, or hopeless or impatient I am.  So I stupidly try and keep it from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Trust me, he's bigger than that.  One of the major lessons I have learned over the past few years has been this.  As the eldest child of a single parent household (that went through quite a bit of turmoil), I learned to be a pull-yourself-up-by-your-bootstraps kind of woman.  I learned that I'd better come up with a solution, pack my own bag, keep track of everything myself.  Otherwise someone else might not be able to handle it.  My mom, who is amazing, is famous for losing important papers.  Can handle almost everything except intense conversations about money.  My sister, who is the most patient person on the planet will fall to pieces if you need her to do too much at one time.  My grandmother, who saved us from homelessness on several occasions, will lock herself in her room if she feels she's not being invited to participate.  My father would disappear at the first sign of intimacy, financial distress or real need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Maybe you have some experience with this? Chances are if you know any human beings, you do.  They fail.  Even the best of us do.  And it's tempting to think we need to solve everything, make sure we don't give God too much to handle.  We've all heard "&lt;b&gt;God helps those who help themselves" right?&lt;/b&gt;  That's bullshit.  And not at all Biblical by the way.  But we believe it. We wonder where that line is of what we can do, and what God can do, and hope we're erring on the right side of it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Now don't get me wrong- we are definitely called to participate in our lives.  And when we make wrong choices, we have natural consequences.  God doesn't want us to sit on the sidelines of life and watch him.  He wants us to follow- he's moving, we move.  He wants our active and engaged hearts to live this life.  But he doesn't want fear.  "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Perfect love&lt;/span&gt; casts out all fear". (1 John 4:18).  His love is big enough that we don't have to be afraid.  He's big enough to cover it.  See him move and follow, without fear.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=romans%204:4&amp;amp;version=MSG"&gt;Romans 4:4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"If you're a hard worker and do a good job, you deserve your pay; we don't call your wages a gift. But if you see that the job is too big for you, that it's something only God can do, and you trust him to do it—you could never do it for yourself no matter how hard and long you worked—well, that trusting-him-to-do-it is what gets you set right with God, by God. Sheer gift."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:http://fourteens-s.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-like.html)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&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/1667590170553912685-8176665658599555791?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/8176665658599555791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/8176665658599555791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/8176665658599555791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-14.html' title='Day 14'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Y2eccFJWxo/Trw6BTWoz5I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/3u_s-uRCLvo/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.53.40+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-1101049420407525800</id><published>2010-12-19T12:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:31:59.461-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Day 13...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RWHFnccYQw8/Trw0r08tOII/AAAAAAAAAf4/y-KeTeUyU5c/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.31.09+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RWHFnccYQw8/Trw0r08tOII/AAAAAAAAAf4/y-KeTeUyU5c/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.31.09+PM.png" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's moving. That's my next reason for joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because it means we dint have a stagnant God. Or an incapable God. So far we've talked about the fact that God gives, he's good, and he's into the details of your life. But what good would that e if we weren't sure that God was going somewhere with our lives. If God is interested in my heart, I want to know that he's going to not only take care of it but take it on adventure. Take it somewhere beautiful- a beautiful journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus says to follow him. How could we follow him if he wasn't going anywhere? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 13....&lt;br /&gt;Dec 19, 2010 11:45 AM &lt;br /&gt;God's moving. That's my next reason for joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because it means we dint have a stagnant God. Or an incapable God. So far we've talked about the fact that God gives, he's good, and he's into the details of your life. But what good would that e if we weren't sure that God was going somewhere with our lives. If God is interested in my heart, I want to know that he's going to not only take care of it but take it on adventure. Take it somewhere beautiful- a beautiful journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus says to follow him. How could we follow him if he wasn't going anywhere? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus got up and went with him, his disciples following along."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When he gets them all out, he leads them and they follow because they are familiar with his voice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because they quit following him,&lt;br /&gt;no longer even thought about him or his ways."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My sheep recognize my voice. I know them, and they follow me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Large crowds followed him, and he healed them there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lamp unto our feet is only necessary if we're going somewhere right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday tip: rest. God modeled rest for us. God often has to force us to. "lie down in green pastures" because we often forget. So rest. Learn how. Practice it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:&amp;nbsp;http://childrensproject.blogspot.com/2010/06/13.html)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-1101049420407525800?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/1101049420407525800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-13_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/1101049420407525800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/1101049420407525800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-13_19.html' title='Day 13...'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RWHFnccYQw8/Trw0r08tOII/AAAAAAAAAf4/y-KeTeUyU5c/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.31.09+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-3957017195771607486</id><published>2010-12-19T08:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:33:52.875-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Day 12  An easy reason  for joy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nFwxIa9fk9M/Trw1HaNP8ZI/AAAAAAAAAgA/1XqMJZFi-Mc/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.33.02+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nFwxIa9fk9M/Trw1HaNP8ZI/AAAAAAAAAgA/1XqMJZFi-Mc/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.33.02+PM.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops.  It's supposed to be day 13, I'm a day behind!  Thanks for forgiving me.... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the 12th reason for joy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good.  That's what I woke up thinking today.  God is good.  That's it.  It's a pretty simple, uncomplicated reason for joy.  But it is a HUGE concept to really internalize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can often take quite a bit of realization to see that we have beliefs that conflict with the idea that God is good.  We think he is like our earthly fathers, or caretakers, like old lovers or abandoning friends.  But he's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point God actually had to say to me "sandie, I'm not bi-polar".  Ha!  I didn't even know there was this belief in my heart that God was wishy-washy; that he would pay attention only if I did something worthy of his attention- good or bad.  It's simply not true.  And the notion that God was not consistent absolutely interefered with my ability to know God as good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask God to reveal to you if there are beliefs you need to unravel about him that are interrupting your relationship with him, that are telling your heart that God isn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; good or totally available or totally in love with you.  It might just be the freeing revelation you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's often easy to believe that God is good when things are good.  If you happen to be the person who grew up in a home with parents who are still together, who never was abused or moved around or thrown from foster parent to foster parent.  If you happen to have made it through a great deal of education and found a decent job that pays pretty well and you rather enjoy.  If you happen to have never really lost someone, been abandoned by someone, been homeless or caught in an addiction; if you have never really truly had your heartbroken to the point of utter despair, then maybe it's not that difficult for you to see God as good.  But, I think for most people, there is some circumstance, if not a whole lifetime of circumstances that really shake your idea that God is good.  And that is a foundational idea. Because how can we truly trust and love someone we're not totally sure is good? How can I trust a God through circumstances like divorce and cancer and bankruptcy if I'm not sure he himself, is the embodiment of good and has every good intention for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remmeber the blog where I talked about God as a good parent? Well some situations are more than just teaching moments for God.  They are allowed to happen so that he can have more fully our heart.  We use millions of things- everything we can find actually- to soothe our aching hearts, the hearts designed to be fulfilled by the presence of their maker.  And God, being the jealous passionate God that he is; knowing that we will never be fulfilled by these things, let's situations crumble so that we may offer less of ourselves to these susbstitutes and more to him.  That's all he wants, more intimacy with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mary and Joseph were being mocked, ridiculed and exiled for being pregnant before their wedding, she was carrying the savior of the world and has been remembered ever since.  When David was being chased and hunted by his King and mentor, I'm sure he thought God was not really present- but he was and David later became the most famous Old Testament King whom God called a man after his own heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel was in a pit waiting for lions to devour him.  Gideon had to battle an enormous army with 300 men and claypots.  Moses had to wander in the dessert with some whiny complaining people for 4 decades.  Abraham and Sarah were old and still childless.  Shadrach, Meshach and Abednigo were being thrown into a pit of fire.  Joseph was sold by his brothers into slavery and eventually landed in jail through no fault of his own. Joshua was supposed to defeat a city by silently marching around it for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Daniel survived.  Gideon won.  Moses made it out of Egypt and eventually got the people to the promised land.  Sarah got pregnant around 100 years old.  Shadrach, Meshach and Abednigo walked through the fire with God himself and came out unscathed.  Joseph became Pharaoh.  Joshua did defeat that city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith.  Faith that Gos was good and would carry them.  Sometimes we don't win that particular battle (sometimes it's our own battle God hasn't called us to fight at all).  But God is good.  And he will be there, will hold our hands, will use that circumstance to draw us closer to him, which, even though he don't know it, is actually all we want in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Chronicles 16:33-35 &lt;br /&gt;Let the trees of the forest sing,&lt;br /&gt;let them sing for joy before the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;for he comes to judge the earth.&lt;br /&gt;Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good;&lt;br /&gt;his love endures forever.&lt;br /&gt;Cry out, “Save us, God our Savior;&lt;br /&gt;gather us and deliver us from the nations,&lt;br /&gt;that we may give thanks to your holy name,&lt;br /&gt;and glory in your praise.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 16:2&lt;br /&gt;I say to the LORD, “You are my Lord; apart from you I have no good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Job? Who lost all of his sons and daughters, all of his fortune, and was covered in boils and dying?  At the end of Job, right BEFORE God heals him and restores to him family, fortune and health Job says this:&lt;br /&gt;"I admit I once lived by rumors of you;&lt;br /&gt;now I have it all firsthand—from my own eyes and ears!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry—forgive me. I'll never do that again, I promise!&lt;br /&gt;I'll never again live on crusts of hearsay, crumbs of rumor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amplified Bible version:&lt;br /&gt;I had heard of You [only] by the hearing of the ear, but now my [spiritual] eye sees You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job who suffered for 41 chapters, and suffered in every way, finally came to the conclusion that the suffering was worth it because he knew God firsthand and not in secondhand revelation.  Not just in idea, but knew God in relationship.  Really knew him.  And that was more valuable than the loss of everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 3:7&lt;br /&gt;But whatever were gains to me I now consider loss for the sake of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 84:11&lt;br /&gt;For the LORD God is a sun and shield; the LORD bestows favor and honor; no good thing does he withhold from those whose walk is blameless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 85:12&lt;br /&gt;The LORD will indeed give what is good, and our land will yield its harvest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 86:5&lt;br /&gt;You, Lord, are forgiving and good, abounding in love to all who call to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 10:11&lt;br /&gt;“I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 10:14&lt;br /&gt;“I am the good shepherd; I know my sheep and my sheep know me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So know that God is good.  If that's all you know today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday survival tip: Set an intention for the next two weeks.  I always tell my students to set an intention for their yoga practice before we begin.  Whether it's something for themselves or for the class or for someone else.  So, for the nest two weeks be intentional.  Set an intention.  Maybe it's to use every opportunity to be patient.  Or every opportunity to give.  Or to meet the needs of a specific person (could be you if that's what you need!).  Or to practice forgiving someone you are having a hard time forgiving- try it daily.  Or to find something beautiful.  To make quiet time with Jesus.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find an intention, be intentional these next two weeks of holiday madness.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be surprised how much it changes your daily activities- when they are focused on one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:&amp;nbsp;http://artistswhothrive.com/index.php/2011/01/12-step-program-for-artists-who-thrive/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-3957017195771607486?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/3957017195771607486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-12-easy-reason-for-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/3957017195771607486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/3957017195771607486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-12-easy-reason-for-joy.html' title='Day 12  An easy reason  for joy.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nFwxIa9fk9M/Trw1HaNP8ZI/AAAAAAAAAgA/1XqMJZFi-Mc/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.33.02+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-3605350244877257386</id><published>2010-12-17T10:46:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T21:13:06.380-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Just a reminder......plus day 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TQuOopzOrFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/GGnKK18V9ew/s1600/klimt-gustav-mother-and-child-detail-from-the-three-ages-of-woman-c-1905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551687794730904658" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TQuOopzOrFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/GGnKK18V9ew/s320/klimt-gustav-mother-and-child-detail-from-the-three-ages-of-woman-c-1905.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0 10px 10px 0; width: 256px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far we've got these reason for joy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) This is God's day. He made it. It belongs to him. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;2)I'm not responsible for the world (neither are you) and our only job is to invest and let God do &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; job.&lt;br /&gt;3)Real joy is everlasting.  Real joy doesn't fade like happiness it's always available.&lt;br /&gt;4)There's always more...there's always more coming, another level. God doesn't exahust is resources.&lt;br /&gt;5)God doesn't change.  And he doesn't change his mind.&lt;br /&gt;6)God approves of you.  You, just as you are.&lt;br /&gt;7)God is a giver, he doesn't hold back.&lt;br /&gt;8)God's a good parent.  His correction is a blessing, not a hindrance.&lt;br /&gt;9)We have each other.  God gave us each other.&lt;br /&gt;10)There's always tomorrow.  God has infinite time.  He is outside of time and space and always brings a new day, a second chance, enough strength and mercy for each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Ten tips to survive and thrive this season:&lt;br /&gt;1)Sing.  It creates joy.&lt;br /&gt;2)Drink dried greens to balance your sugar intake.&lt;br /&gt;3)Go to bed early.  And get up early.  It will help you keep your biorythms in line with the minimal sun this time of year, and feel like you have more daylight.&lt;br /&gt;4)Breathe.  Learn a new breathing technique.  It will be surprisingly helpful (and easy) to do it a few minutes each day.&lt;br /&gt;5)Forward folds.  They relax you when you feel overstimulated.&lt;br /&gt;6)Hydrate! You're having a ton of processed foods, white sugar, white flour and alacohol.  Water is your first line of defense to keep you feeling somewhat balanced and keep your immune system up!&lt;br /&gt;7)Relax! People will love you even if you don't give them the perfect present (or any present at all!)&lt;br /&gt;8)Get outside and move! Don't underestimate how powerful this can be.&lt;br /&gt;9)Listen.  To the lyrics of Christmas carols, children talking about Christmas, how quiet the street is when it snows (silent night), etc etc&lt;br /&gt;10)Wellness Formula.  An awesome herbal blend to boost your immune system. Take a few each day, take 3 every 3 hours if you're feeling sick ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.......&lt;br /&gt;We're at day 11. &lt;br /&gt;Reason #11 for joy:&lt;br /&gt;God takes care of the details, you don't have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:&lt;br /&gt;25 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? &lt;br /&gt;28 “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? 31 So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Message Version says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25-26"If you decide for God, living a life of God-worship, it follows that you don't fuss about what's on the table at mealtimes or whether the clothes in your closet are in fashion. There is far more to your life than the food you put in your stomach, more to your outer appearance than the clothes you hang on your body. Look at the birds, free and unfettered, not tied down to a job description, careless in the care of God. And you count far more to him than birds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27-29"Has anyone by fussing in front of the mirror ever gotten taller by so much as an inch? All this time and money wasted on fashion—do you think it makes that much difference? Instead of looking at the fashions, walk out into the fields and look at the wildflowers. They never primp or shop, but have you ever seen color and design quite like it? The ten best-dressed men and women in the country look shabby alongside them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-33"If God gives such attention to the appearance of wildflowers—most of which are never even seen—don't you think he'll attend to you, take pride in you, do his best for you? What I'm trying to do here is to get you to relax, to not be so preoccupied with getting, so you can respond to God's giving. People who don't know God and the way he works fuss over these things, but you know both God and how he works. Steep your life in God-reality, God-initiative, God-provisions. Don't worry about missing out. You'll find all your everyday human concerns will be met. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34"Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don't get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have today.  Short and sweet.  Sometimes it's so simple it's easy to forget, to overlook.  Don't.  It's an important thing to remember right now.  When there are SO many things to remember.  God pays attention to the tiniest of details.  He won't forget what you need, whom you need; that you have a cough, that yuo're tired, that you're lonely, that you don't want to see that relative or you miss that friend, or you feel confused.  He won't forget that you spent the last you had on Christmas gifts or a tree, that you really want someone to invite you to New Years or your kids' father to show up for them at Christmas.  He won't.  Promise.  I can't tell you what his answer will be; how exactly he has provided for the situation. But I &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; promise you that he hasn't forgotten...any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is part of why I included this painting.  (Partly I just love and wanted to include it for you.) It has such a lovely sense of maternal care.  The virgin mary being brave enough to mother Jesus.  And the idea of every mother caring about every last detail of their child's life.  I just love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday Tip #11: Don't do it.  Say no to some things.  Maybe you don't try and do everyone's Christmas party.  Maybe you do a polyanna instead of gifts for every last cousin.  Maybe you only do one side of the family on Christmas day. Whatever it is, fight fiercely for some good, peacfeul holiday time, and choose wisely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-3605350244877257386?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/3605350244877257386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-reminderplus-day-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/3605350244877257386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/3605350244877257386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-reminderplus-day-11.html' title='Just a reminder......plus day 11'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TQuOopzOrFI/AAAAAAAAAIs/GGnKK18V9ew/s72-c/klimt-gustav-mother-and-child-detail-from-the-three-ages-of-woman-c-1905.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-5958092728154604966</id><published>2010-12-16T08:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:34:54.564-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>10 Lords a leaping</title><content type='html'>10th reason for joy: there's always tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 27:1 Do not boast about tomorrow, &lt;br /&gt;for you do not know what a day may bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamentations 3:22 &lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget the trouble, the utter lostness, &lt;br /&gt;the taste of ashes, the poison I've swallowed.&lt;br /&gt;I remember it all—oh, how well I remember— &lt;br /&gt;the feeling of hitting the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;But there's one other thing I remember, &lt;br /&gt;and remembering, I keep a grip on hope:&lt;br /&gt;God's loyal love couldn't have run out, &lt;br /&gt;his merciful love couldn't have dried up.&lt;br /&gt;They're created new every morning. &lt;br /&gt;How great your faithfulness!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sticking with God (I say it over and over).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bw7-8I-Dra4/Trw1WuK3FII/AAAAAAAAAgI/1OJHL-qVKrQ/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.34.08+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bw7-8I-Dra4/Trw1WuK3FII/AAAAAAAAAgI/1OJHL-qVKrQ/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.34.08+PM.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 5:3 &lt;br /&gt;In the morning, LORD, you hear my voice; &lt;br /&gt;in the morning I lay my requests before you &lt;br /&gt;and wait expectantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 90:14&lt;br /&gt;Surprise us with love at daybreak; &lt;br /&gt;then we'll skip and dance all the day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 30:5 &lt;br /&gt;All you saints! Sing your hearts out to God! &lt;br /&gt;Thank him to his face! &lt;br /&gt;He gets angry once in a while, but across &lt;br /&gt;a lifetime there is only love. &lt;br /&gt;The nights of crying your eyes out &lt;br /&gt;give way to days of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right?  God is a God of hope.  And he brings it new every morning.  He knows nights can be long and lonely and sad. He knows they can be dangerous or scandalous or full of trouble.  And in the morning he refreshes us.  He gives us a new hope.  Reminds us who He is, who we are in him, gives us a new start.  God is a God of second chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God.  Amen and amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the holidays tip: Wellness Formula.  You can get it at whole foods.  It will save your immune system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:&amp;nbsp;http://tackyraccoons.com/2011/10/11/101110-111011/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-5958092728154604966?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/5958092728154604966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/10-pipers-piping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/5958092728154604966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/5958092728154604966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/10-pipers-piping.html' title='10 Lords a leaping'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bw7-8I-Dra4/Trw1WuK3FII/AAAAAAAAAgI/1OJHL-qVKrQ/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+3.34.08+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-724793642262835046</id><published>2010-12-15T13:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T12:13:04.985-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Number Nine: We are each others' search for what's between our mirrors. Rumi</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j0O2FfpAP0Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j0O2FfpAP0Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 9.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were designed for relationship.  With Jesus, with each other.  God gives us biological families, adoptive families, spiritual families and emotional famillies.  Work families, travel families, school families, transitional families, volunteer families, long-distance families, neughborhood families, commute families.  People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 68:6&lt;br /&gt;God sets the lonely in families, he leads out the prisoners with singing; but the rebellious live in a sun-scorched land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Father of orphans, &lt;br /&gt;      champion of widows, &lt;br /&gt;         is God in his holy house. &lt;br /&gt;   God makes homes for the homeless..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 4:&lt;br /&gt; Two are better than one, &lt;br /&gt;   because they have a good return for their labor: &lt;br /&gt;10 If either of them falls down, &lt;br /&gt;   one can help the other up. &lt;br /&gt;But pity anyone who falls &lt;br /&gt;   and has no one to help them up. &lt;br /&gt;11 Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. &lt;br /&gt;   But how can one keep warm alone? &lt;br /&gt;12 Though one may be overpowered, &lt;br /&gt;   two can defend themselves. &lt;br /&gt;A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acts 2:44&lt;br /&gt;All the believers were together and had everything in common&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 2:22&lt;br /&gt;And in him you too are being built together to become a dwelling in which God lives by his Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 2:18&lt;br /&gt;The LORD God said, “It is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a helper suitable for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the very beginning God intended us to care for each other, to be with each other.  So many revelations, so much encouragement, SO Much of my life, even words from God, has come through relationship.  He calls the church (a group of people coming together in God) his body- that's how close we are supposed to be: working together to take care of each other like diferent parts of our body work together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God made Adam, he realized immediately that it wasn't good for him to be alone.  Now true, Jesus went off to be alone sometimes.  There are times when we are supposed to take quiet time with prayer, quiet time to think.  But the majority of our lives is relationship.  Even when we are alone with God, we are still &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; God.  We are still sharing ourselves.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why marriage is an institution that will never die- people can't help but want to be together.  It's why we make babies.  There's no good practical reason to have babies.  They exhaust resources, they exhaust us.  But they are a creation we can share every part of our lives with. That's how we were created- by God, in relationship with Jesus and the Holy Spirit, wanted to a creation to love and share life with.  So we were created.  And now we have each other.  Marriage being the culminating symbol of relationship with God, sex being the culminating level of intimacy between people and the metaphor for our most intimate levels with God- becoming one, sharing everything, totally naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that metaphor by the way.  Love it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark 10:9&lt;br /&gt;Therefore what God has joined together, let no one separate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember that what's most important is the families God has given us, all of them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #9 for Joy: We have each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday survival tip: listen.  to the words of christmas carols (maybe not some of the crazy christmas &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt; haha). but the carols. and to little kids talk about christmas or baby Jesus or santa; to your heart when you start to feel overwhelmed or lonely; to God whispering; to friends worries or joys or memories at christmas time; to a silent night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-724793642262835046?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/724793642262835046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/number-nine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/724793642262835046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/724793642262835046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/number-nine.html' title='Number Nine: We are each others&apos; search for what&apos;s between our mirrors. Rumi'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-5126692449113335411</id><published>2010-12-14T09:49:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T16:01:19.519-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>8th reason to sing for joy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h-6DVpqH7Qw/Trw7mplhwsI/AAAAAAAAAgg/UVbk1FAvyJ0/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+4.00.12+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h-6DVpqH7Qw/Trw7mplhwsI/AAAAAAAAAgg/UVbk1FAvyJ0/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+4.00.12+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, this cartoon has nothing to do with what I'm about to say, I just thought it was funny. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, moving on....&lt;br /&gt;Reason number 8: God corrects.  He's a good parent.&lt;br /&gt;He won't let you wander around in your own shit, eating candy, having every toy you want, throwing tantrums and watching all the TV you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.  And he isn't a tyrant.  He doesn't force you to be punished with outrageous measures.  He &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt;, however, put you in the time out chair from time to time, grounds you every now and then, and basically asks you to think about what you're doing.  He keeps giving gentle guidance and sending you out in the world everyday to live your life.  He&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is &lt;/span&gt;always waiting up for you, listening, planning, hoping, weeping and rejoicing for you.  Bringing good people around you, giving you good opportunities.  Praising you.  Never giving up on you.  Just plain loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that nice?  I know this isn't necessarily a Holiday themed message, but i is a good one.  I know a lot of us grew up with absent, abusive, or neglectful parents.  And&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; all&lt;/span&gt; of us grew up with less-than-perfect parents, because they're all human.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an independent stubborn woman, I know I was an independent stubborn child.  And I know that being raised by a single parent, I am also resourceful, manipulative, and tend to think that I know best.  This has given me issues with anyone who tries to tell me what to do. Authority issues basically. I was always curious about those friends of mine who had no problem when teachers or principals told them they were required to do activities that were clearly a waste of time.  Or people who follow an ignorant boss' orders, or orders from their outranking officer, just because they said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Ironically, I now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;use&lt;/span&gt; the phrase "because I said so!"  too frequently with the two year old in my care.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, as I am (hopefully) growing up, I am learning to respect authority.  That God has set certain people above me, for good reason. And that more importantly, He is above me.  He knows best.  And when things hurt or are uncomfortable, or seem downright unfair, it may have just been my toddler-like behavior.  And it may have been God letting things hurt so that I will learn.  Teaching children has taught me this concept better than I could understand before.  That I might just let Olivia do that last jump I told her not to do off the couch and get a little pain so she knows maybe it's not the best idea.  I won't, however, let her run into the street to teach her that cars are bigger than her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So things may be slightly uncomfortable, a little tight, totally unfair, or downright miserable at the moment.  It's a season.  It will pass.  And God knows.  It may be that other people have made terrible decisions and you had nothing to do with it; it might be that you made bad choices a long time ago or very recently that are just now bringing you problems; or it might be that God is letting you learn.  Giving you a time out, so that you can sit in that uncomfortable emotion until it passes and you won't sit on your brother or drive the car without a license or maybe keep up that bad habit that is destroying you slowly. Probably a combination of all of these- because God redeems every stituation.  He works things out for those he loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in college I got a small ticket that I never paid.  Because I never paid it, the ticket increased until there was a warrant out for my arrest.  Because I was avoiding the whole thing, it went away for a year while I was abroad.  But when I came home, I got arrested.  Yup, arrested.  The story is pretty comical in all it's detail, but the point is that my mom had to get a lawyer, drive me around since I had no license, and go through the court process etc etc etc.  She was angry at first, yes.  And she had reminded me about that ticket before I left, but she nonetheless did everything in her power to make that situation work out for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God does the same thing.  He sees us make mistakes, offers solutions, reminds us to take care of it.  We often run away to the opposite side of the world thinking we've outrun it.  And when it eventually comes back to bite us in the ass, and possibly also other places, God doesn't scold.  Doesn't I-told-you-so us.  He just works with us to fix it.  I still had to be a part of it.  I still had to show up at court and let mom drive around for awhile.  But she did all the solving.  And that's what God does for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a good parent.  There's a reason why he's "Father".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exodus 20:12&lt;br /&gt;“Honor your father and your mother, so that you may live long in the land the LORD your God is giving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 27:10&lt;br /&gt;Though my father and mother forsake me, the LORD will receive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numbers 14:18&lt;br /&gt;‘The LORD is slow to anger, abounding in love and forgiving sin and rebellion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 13:1&lt;br /&gt;[ Walk with the Wise ] Intelligent children listen to their parents; foolish children do their own thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hebrews 12:4&lt;br /&gt;In this all-out match against sin, others have suffered far worse than you, to say nothing of what Jesus went through—all that bloodshed! So don't feel sorry for yourselves. Or have you forgotten how good parents treat children, and that God regards you as his children? My dear child, don't shrug off God's discipline, but don't be crushed by it either. It's the child he loves that he disciplines; the child he embraces, he also corrects. God is educating you; that's why you must never drop out. He's treating you as dear children. This trouble you're in isn't punishment; it's training, the normal experience of children. Only irresponsible parents leave children to fend for themselves. Would you prefer an irresponsible God? We respect our own parents for training and not spoiling us, so why not embrace God's training so we can truly live? While we were children, our parents did what seemed best to them. But God is doing what is best for us, training us to live God's holy best. At the time, discipline isn't much fun. It always feels like it's going against the grain. Later, of course, it pays off handsomely, for it's the well-trained who find themselves mature in their relationship with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Reason #8 for Joy:  Stop beating yourself up, and move on.  Let God parent you.  He does a great job- always working things out for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And holiday tip to stay sane:  get outside.  Move.  I know it's freezing, put on extra layers and take a walk.  It will refresh your mind,body and therefore spirit.  Don't neglect moving around and exercise because there's so many other things going on.  It's important!&lt;br /&gt;I'll go outside if you do :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-5126692449113335411?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/5126692449113335411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/8th-reason-to-sing-for-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/5126692449113335411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/5126692449113335411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/8th-reason-to-sing-for-joy.html' title='8th reason to sing for joy.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h-6DVpqH7Qw/Trw7mplhwsI/AAAAAAAAAgg/UVbk1FAvyJ0/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+4.00.12+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-1765198601093012996</id><published>2010-12-13T07:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T12:13:04.994-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Reason number 7 for daily joy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TQa7cqDOf_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/URbqy9mpj9U/s1600/img_news-17_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TQa7cqDOf_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/URbqy9mpj9U/s200/img_news-17_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550329691779268594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ask me, and I will make the nations your inheritance, the ends of the earth your possession.&lt;br /&gt;Reason #7:  God is a giver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no secrets.  No holding back.  No fear.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 John 4:17-19&lt;br /&gt;In this world we are like Jesus. 18 There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.19 We love because he first loved us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 145:16 You open your hand and satisfy the desires of every living thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave to us, he gave us love freely when he knew we'd turn from him.  How amazing is that?  We didn't earn it, still don't deserve it, and yet he saw then, and still sees now, who he made us to be- princes and princess of this world.  Royalty.  And he chose (still chooses) to give us all our needs.  To bestow promises on us that we can't even fully understand. To patiently teach us and love us every step of life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he gave us Jesus.  So that we could restore our relationship with him.  So that we could be together. Gave up the most important thing to him, so that he could just have your heart.  &lt;br /&gt;John 3:16&lt;br /&gt;"This is how much God loved the world: He gave his Son, his one and only Son. And this is why: so that no one need be destroyed; by believing in him, anyone can have a whole and lasting life. God didn't go to all the trouble of sending his Son merely to point an accusing finger, telling the world how bad it was. He came to help, to put the world right again. Anyone who trusts in him is acquitted"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.  The Bible says if even one sheep is lost the Sheppard looks for it.  If even one of us was lost, he would have done the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malachi 10:&lt;br /&gt;Bring your full tithe to the Temple treasury so there will be ample provisions in my Temple. Test me in this and see if I don't open up heaven itself to you and pour out blessings beyond your wildest dreams. For my part, I will defend you against marauders, protect your wheat fields and vegetable gardens against plunderers." The Message of God-of-the-Angel-Armies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 12"You'll be voted 'Happiest Nation.' You'll experience what it's like to be a country of grace." God-of-the-Angel-Armies says so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or..."test me in this and see if I will not open the floodgates and pour out so much blessing...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's saying, bring what you have, follow him, and he will flood you with blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't think this means every Christian is going to be Bill Gates, I think it means that we will be &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;prosperous&lt;/span&gt;. Holistically. I know that the blessings I have received relationally, financially, physically, etc etc. Add up to an amazing amount.  More than I could have imagined and I'm not even 30 yet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes, God is a giver.  And I tend to forget this when I feel like I don't have enough money to get the gifts I really want to get for people,or to do the things I really want to do etc.  But I AM blessed.  I am loved.  God IS a giver.  And he keeps giving.  Just abide in him.  Just stay close.  But he will always choose the health and prosperity of your heart as first priority.  So be open to what blessing can look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 37:3-5 Trust in the LORD and do good;&lt;br /&gt;   dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture.&lt;br /&gt;4 Take delight in the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;   and he will give you the desires of your heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #7?  God's a giver.  Just receive.&lt;br /&gt;Holiday survival tip? Relax.  People will love you even if your wrapping isn't perfect.  Even if you give them a card instead of a gift.  Even if you're too tired to make their Christmas party.  It's ok.  The season is over in less than a month :)&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-1765198601093012996?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/1765198601093012996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/reason-number-7-for-daily-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/1765198601093012996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/1765198601093012996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/reason-number-7-for-daily-joy.html' title='Reason number 7 for daily joy.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TQa7cqDOf_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/URbqy9mpj9U/s72-c/img_news-17_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-3187479092304035921</id><published>2010-12-12T07:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T16:03:19.506-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>My sixth reason.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-39lT-_9bwgU/Trw77j4tFiI/AAAAAAAAAgo/6TkNV7QCCBw/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+4.02.04+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-39lT-_9bwgU/Trw77j4tFiI/AAAAAAAAAgo/6TkNV7QCCBw/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+4.02.04+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're about 2 weeks away from Christmas folks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, at least for me, family time often means having a speech prepared about what I am doing with my life.  Who I am dating (and why), how I am doing financially, where I plan to be soon, how I plan to get back into school etc. These are actual phrases from family members from this Holiday season so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, Christianity is stupid, Sandie"&lt;br /&gt;"You're really not trying hard enough to find a way to pay for medical school"&lt;br /&gt;"Well, Sandie, you&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; are&lt;/span&gt; pretty selfish, it's not really surprising he broke up with you over that..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just this year SO FAR.  So you can understand my dread of the holiday season.  I'd really like to be like the hosts on KLove (radio) who's biggest problem seems to be that they wait too long to buy Christmas presents.  Ha.  I'm sure I'm not alone in having critical people around me. It happens.  We don't even always see it right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of this I've had an old friend who has spent the past year finding ways to criticize my every life choice- from the food I eat, to my love life.  My outfits to my career choices.  Everything. It's exhausting.  And with this holiday family season I have no time for it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, the good, no, FANTASTIC new, is that it doesn't matter what any of these people think.  Not in an after-school special, be your own person kind of way, but in a holy way.  Ready for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #6 for Joy: GOD APPROVES OF YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He approves of your life.  He loved you before he even made you.  He loves you still.  He will love you tomorrow after you yell at someone today, or don't tithe,or steal something, whatever it is. He's not suprised.  And he loves you. He's not sitting in Heaven judging you based on your every thought or move.  Some religions would have us thinking this, in fact, a lot of Christians would have us thinking this.  But my Bible says that God never finishes with me.  That he sees me holy.  That I am his daughter, a princess, his bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen, daughter, and pay careful attention:&lt;br /&gt;Forget your people and your father’s house.&lt;br /&gt;11 Let the king be enthralled by your beauty;&lt;br /&gt;honor him, for he is your lord.&lt;br /&gt;12 The city of Tyre will come with a gift,[d]&lt;br /&gt;people of wealth will seek your favor.&lt;br /&gt;13 All glorious is the princess within her chamber;&lt;br /&gt;her gown is interwoven with gold.&lt;br /&gt;14 In embroidered garments she is led to the king;&lt;br /&gt;her virgin companions follow her—&lt;br /&gt;those brought to be with her.&lt;br /&gt;15 Led in with joy and gladness,&lt;br /&gt;they enter the palace of the king. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Thessalonians 2:4&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary, we speak as those approved by God to be entrusted with the gospel. We are not trying to please people but God, who tests our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galatians 1:10&lt;br /&gt;Am I now trying to win the approval of human beings, or of God? Or am I trying to please people? If I were still trying to please people, I would not be a servant of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So God created mankind in his own image,&lt;br /&gt;in the image of God he created them;&lt;br /&gt;male and female he created them....&lt;br /&gt;31 God saw all that he had made, and it was very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God doesn't say things he doesn't mean.  He doesn't think highly of us one day and then decide he's annoyed.  He sees us as holy. He knows every hair on our head, every thing we think, are going to think, have thought in the past.  And he STILL loves us, approves of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 43:&lt;br /&gt;But now, this is what the LORD says—&lt;br /&gt;he who created you, Jacob,&lt;br /&gt;he who formed you, Israel:&lt;br /&gt;“Do not fear, for I have redeemed you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I have summoned you by name; you are mine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2 When you pass through the waters,&lt;br /&gt;I will be with you;&lt;br /&gt;and when you pass through the rivers,&lt;br /&gt;they will not sweep over you.&lt;br /&gt;When you walk through the fire,&lt;br /&gt;you will not be burned;&lt;br /&gt;the flames will not set you ablaze.&lt;br /&gt;3 For I am the LORD your God,&lt;br /&gt;the Holy One of Israel, your Savior;&lt;br /&gt;I give Egypt for your ransom,&lt;br /&gt;Cush[a] and Seba in your stead.&lt;br /&gt;4 Since you are precious and honored in my sight,&lt;br /&gt;and because I love you,&lt;br /&gt;I will give people in exchange for you,&lt;br /&gt;nations in exchange for your life.&lt;br /&gt;5 Do not be afraid, for I am with you;&lt;br /&gt;I will bring your children from the east&lt;br /&gt;and gather you from the west.&lt;br /&gt;6 I will say to the north, ‘Give them up!’&lt;br /&gt;and to the south, ‘Do not hold them back.’&lt;br /&gt;Bring my sons from afar&lt;br /&gt;and my daughters from the ends of the earth—&lt;br /&gt;7 everyone who is called by my name,&lt;br /&gt;whom I created for my glory,&lt;br /&gt;whom I formed and made.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Lead out those who have eyes but are blind,&lt;br /&gt;who have ears but are deaf.&lt;br /&gt;9 All the nations gather together&lt;br /&gt;and the peoples assemble.&lt;br /&gt;Which of their gods foretold this&lt;br /&gt;and proclaimed to us the former things?&lt;br /&gt;Let them bring in their witnesses to prove they were right,&lt;br /&gt;so that others may hear and say, “It is true.”&lt;br /&gt;10 “You are my witnesses,” declares the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;“and my servant whom I have chosen,&lt;br /&gt;so that you may know and believe me&lt;br /&gt;and understand that I am he.&lt;br /&gt;Before me no god was formed,&lt;br /&gt;nor will there be one after me.&lt;br /&gt;11 I, even I, am the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;and apart from me there is no savior.&lt;br /&gt;12 I have revealed and saved and proclaimed—&lt;br /&gt;I, and not some foreign god among you.&lt;br /&gt;You are my witnesses,” declares the LORD, “that I am God.&lt;br /&gt;13 Yes, and from ancient days I am he.&lt;br /&gt;No one can deliver out of my hand.&lt;br /&gt;When I act, who can reverse it?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 2:22 Stop trusting in man, who has but a breath in his nostrils. Of what account is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has chosen you.  Purposed you, And he is serious about it.  I have summoned you by name, he says.  That's a pretty big deal.  There are so many more verses like this I could go on and on....you should.  Go find a few that speak to your heart.  That tell you God approves of you.  He knows your heart.  He wants your heart.  He's not judging you on your career, speech, academic achievements, boyfriends, books you've read etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So reason #6: God approves of you, who cares if your aunt doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;And tip to love the holidays:  hydrate. hydrate. hydrate.&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:&amp;nbsp;http://bamboonation.blogspot.com/2011/03/only-six-slots-my-advanced-play.html)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-3187479092304035921?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/3187479092304035921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/13-days-of-joy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/3187479092304035921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/3187479092304035921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/13-days-of-joy.html' title='My sixth reason.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-39lT-_9bwgU/Trw77j4tFiI/AAAAAAAAAgo/6TkNV7QCCBw/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+4.02.04+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-8906298216317845154</id><published>2010-12-11T17:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T16:05:33.852-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Numero Cinco.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2VVqxAw2LGY/Trw8d63b7PI/AAAAAAAAAgw/VuaotMeF9VM/s1600/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+4.04.13+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2VVqxAw2LGY/Trw8d63b7PI/AAAAAAAAAgw/VuaotMeF9VM/s320/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+4.04.13+PM.png" width="314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a hard time coming up with a reason for joy today.  I'm hormonal and it's dark out and barely 5pm.  So bear with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #5 for joy: God doesn't change.  And he doesn't change his mind. &lt;br /&gt;He's not going to decide tomorrow morning that he doesn't really like you, and he's just going to leave you to your own defenses.  He's not going to give up.  He's not going to ignore you or abandon you or pretend.  He's not going to get angry at you or force you to do something you don't want.  He's the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty comforting if you can really get a hold of it.  Get it into your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 93:2 Your throne was established long ago;&lt;br /&gt;you are from all eternity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezra 3:11&lt;br /&gt;With praise and thanksgiving they sang to the LORD: “He is good; his love toward Israel endures forever.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 33:11&lt;br /&gt;But the plans of the LORD stand firm forever, the purposes of his heart through all generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 37:25-26 I once was young, now I'm a graybeard—&lt;br /&gt;not once have I seen an abandoned believer,&lt;br /&gt;or his kids out roaming the streets.&lt;br /&gt;Every day he's out giving and lending,&lt;br /&gt;his children making him proud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 27:10 (New International Version, ©2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Though my father and mother forsake me,&lt;br /&gt;the LORD will receive me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the holidays tip #5: forward folds.  When you are overstimulated and stressed, pick a forward fold and hang out there for about 10 breaths. Presses on your vagas nerve to relax you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(photo credit:&amp;nbsp;http://womensvoicesforchange.org/the-wednesday-five-schooling-and-startup-advice-reinvention-advice-from-jane-pauley-and-guidance-from-helen-mirren.htm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-8906298216317845154?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/8906298216317845154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/14-days-of-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/8906298216317845154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/8906298216317845154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/14-days-of-joy.html' title='Numero Cinco.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2VVqxAw2LGY/Trw8d63b7PI/AAAAAAAAAgw/VuaotMeF9VM/s72-c/Screen+Shot+2011-11-10+at+4.04.13+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-5936391955518086021</id><published>2010-12-10T10:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T12:13:05.006-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>4th Reason for Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TQJR8wVO3xI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0dmGJfPoUz4/s1600/eternity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TQJR8wVO3xI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0dmGJfPoUz4/s200/eternity.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549087795081830162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,reason four, reason four.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always more. &lt;br /&gt;(That was an accidental rhyme, by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Reason #4for Joy: There's always more.  God didn't save us, and then let us fend for ourselves.  He keeps giving.  And not only that, he literally is inifinity.  There is no end to him.  There isn't going to be a moment when we realized we know everything about God, and get bored.  The only reason we get bored (and I'm speaking as an adrenaline junkie who fights this ALL the time) is because we stop investing. We stop searching.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 8:17&lt;br /&gt;I love those who love me, and those who seek me find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Chronicles 28:9&lt;br /&gt;“And you, my son Solomon, acknowledge the God of your father, and serve him with wholehearted devotion and with a willing mind, for the LORD searches every heart and understands every desire and every thought. If you seek him, he will be found by you; but if you forsake him, he will reject you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 34:10&lt;br /&gt;The lions may grow weak and hungry, but those who seek the LORD lack no good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no end to the possibilities with God.  He is creativity itself, and he made us in his image.  Call this reason 4B.  We are like God.  No, we are not infinite.  We are not God, but we are like him.  We do have amazing abilities to keep going, and since God is infinite, he can keep providing a new level for us. Just when you think you can't handle anymore pain, you do.  When you think you could never be happier, you find a new,deeper joy that outshines the last.  And since we all are like this- relationships are too.  The saddest thing is when relationships die, not for lack of forgiveness or geographical distance, but because people stop SEEKING each other.  If God is to be sought after in our relationship with him- the model relationship- then we are to seek after each other as well. There is always more a person will reveal about their heart.  There is always new.  God makes all things new remember?  Especially our hearts?  (Refer to my blog called A New Heart).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of Solomon 4:12 You are a garden locked up, my sister my bride.  You are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sandie's translation for today:  You, my beloved daughter (or son if it applies), are like a secret garden.  Truly beautiful gardens are cultivated over seasons, over years.  You are a garden that I planted just for me.  The king's private garden.  You have a fountain of life water within you-that's me, I gave that to you.  You are amazing and beautiful and I am tending to you very carefully, don't worry, some things need to die off, some plants only grow in the winter.  So keep thriving.  I'm tending it.  Your heart is a secret and beautiful place. And so are the people's hearts around you. Treasure them.  Seek them out too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's the holidays, and we are more overwhelmed by the outfits and gifts and the sheer number of people we have to see and explain that we are in exactly the same place they left us last year. Or the opposite side, we are a lone, watching everyone else, wishing we had more to do and more people to buy for.  Either way,it's a beautiful time of year, a great excuse to SEEK.  FIND someone to invest in, to make them feel seen.  Choose a family member you'd usually just be polite with and really find out how they're doing. Don't neglect to give your partner a sign that you know they have more to them, that you want to seek it out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's different than hallmarking your way through Christmas.  It's about being inspired by God's infinite relationship with you and sharing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:11&lt;br /&gt;He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So reason #4: There's always more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the holidays tip #4:  Breathe. Learn a new breathing technique.  Even if you've never done it before. Try it for 5 minutes each morning and/or night till Christmas.  See how you feel.  It will help to center you- tune right into that joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-5936391955518086021?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/5936391955518086021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/15-days-of-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/5936391955518086021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/5936391955518086021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/15-days-of-joy.html' title='4th Reason for Joy'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E-v7bwci_D4/TQJR8wVO3xI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0dmGJfPoUz4/s72-c/eternity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-1881250266899025605</id><published>2010-12-08T21:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T16:11:42.482-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Reason 3.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/0yvKxc5DM24/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0yvKxc5DM24&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0yvKxc5DM24&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;where?&lt;br /&gt;down in my heart!&lt;br /&gt;where?&lt;br /&gt;down in my heart!&lt;br /&gt;I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Down in my heart to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ok, this video is a little creepy, but this is what I grew up with people)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was thinking about writing this blog this childhood song kept popping up in my head.  So I thought I'd pass it on to you to run through your brain all day now.  You're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So reason #3 for joy.&lt;br /&gt;Real joy doesn't go away.  Happiness,that is circumstantial.  People make me happy and then take that away.  Good things happen and make me happy, and then I forget.  Happiness is like a sunny day, joy is knowing another day is coming.  Happiness is an orgasm, joy is being in love. Happiness is a present, joy is knowing the person who gave you the present. Get my point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no, we aren't happy all the time.  I just read through my facebook statuses for the past year and I complain. A lot.  So no, happiness is fleeting.  But joy, the knowledge and deep understanding of the truth that God is in control, loves you, and would do (has done) everything for you, and that he wins in the end? That's worth a lot more.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So reason #3for joy is that joy is real.  And it doesn't fade. Get a hold of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip #3 to love the holidays: go to bed early.  Get up when it's getting light out. Your body will be happier for it.  It prefers to be in daylight, even if you're a night person :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, seek, for search is the foundation of fortune:&lt;br /&gt;every success depends upon focusing the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Rumi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667590170553912685-1881250266899025605?l=movingtowardwater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/feeds/1881250266899025605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/16-days-of-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/1881250266899025605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667590170553912685/posts/default/1881250266899025605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://movingtowardwater.blogspot.com/2010/12/16-days-of-joy.html' title='Reason 3.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11021349849332135567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPWzhC6EUqM/TYnt3Dp8VlI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uuGVyvzQme0/s220/coffee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667590170553912685.post-2062325727064280592</id><published>2010-12-07T20:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T12:13:05.014-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='create'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rumi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church
