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Last night was great. It was sort of last minute and spontaneous, and needed. Sometimes as adults we really don’t see the forest of our friends for the trees of everyday lives. We went to the Southern Christmas Show. Holly had gotten some discounted tickets, and so 5 couples went. I love to go to this kinda stuff with Richard simply because he knows how to work the food samples so that he gets more. This is how it goes. He approaches. Someone says, “Would you like a sample of (whatever)?” “Na.” “Oh. You simply must try it.” “It looks good, but no thanks.” “Oh, please try it.” He then tastes it with a sort of doubtful look. “Man, that stuff is awesome!” as his plan is now in full force. Then he gets three times the normal sample. It’s so funny. Last night he actually walked away with a bag of chips that were being used for samples. How did he pull that off?? But it was so fun. Just a few hours away can do so much.

Ashley B. kept the kids. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Chloe ate before we went. I took three cookies, pretty big for them to snack on. When we got back Chloe said she had a blast. The cookies hadn’t been touched, so I brought hers home. This morning she woke up and as we were getting ready she said “my belly hurts.” If you know Chloe at all, you know her history of severe stomach problems, so I was concerned. I realized though that this was most likely a result of her eating dinner early, and probably just being hungry this morning. I told her to hurry up and get ready, and then she’d have plenty of time to eat. Things turned momentarily dramatic, and then she got ok. She said “I remember when I was in kindergarten. I used to be embarrassed to use the word belly because I knew that I should stay stomach.” What?? Do you understand how intellectual this child is? This speaks volumes to me about her.

The other night we had a gentleman at our church speaking to us truth about the lie of evolution. A lot of people may have thought “Not this again. I’ve heard all this before”, but I could tell Chloe was really into what he was saying, and after the program was over, she went to the table of fossils her brought and seemed very interested. The next day when I asked her what she thought of it, she said “It was awesome!” You see Chloe deals in fact. She’s an in-the-box thinker. So, this man breaking down lies that have been taught and are continuing to be taught in school in a factual way makes a huge impact on her thinking. For her, this kind of thing in needed. She’s over the top smart. For me, not so much. I just accept things (sometimes to my downfall) because sometimes things don’t register with me like they do with her.

 

Romans 1:2
The sacred writings contain preliminary reports by the prophets on God's Son. His descent from David roots him in history; his unique identity as Son of God was shown by the Spirit when Jesus was raised from the dead, setting him apart as the Messiah, our Master. Through him we received both the generous gift of his life and the urgent task of passing it on to others who receive it by entering into obedient trust in Jesus. You are who you are through this gift and call of Jesus Christ! And I greet you now with all the generosity of God our Father and our Master Jesus, the Messiah.

Jesus was unique. The apostles were unique. A doctor. A fisherman. Why not all doctors or all fisherman?? Was a doctor better or more valuable than a fisherman? No. Just different, but very needed. See the mind of a doctor may have thinking patterns different than that of a fisherman. My thinking and your thinking and Chloe’s thinking are unique for the purpose of Christ. Your brain, your body, your being were created exactly how Christ wanted them.

 

Roger and I had a brief discussion Wed. night on the differences in people. I believe that

different people are to serve together united in Christ. We are made with a purpose and a plan. God never expects us to do anything or be anything that he hasn’t given us the ability to do. I told Roger the other night that I want to begin to live my life with the understanding that I am responsible for me. Period. If we would live with this truth our lives would change. It would bring so much freedom. You might say “Now wait, you are responsible for your kids.” That’s true. But my responsibility it to do what God tells me to do in the rearing of my children. Their choices are there own ultimately. I spend so much time feeling guilty, feeling worried, feeling responsibly if things don’t happen a certain way. I mean things I have no control over, other than prayer. Prayer is what we can do. But the control is that person’s, and they are under the control of God. Don’t waste your time, your energy, your health, your life worrying. Trust me. It doesn’t do anything, but cause gray hair, headaches and premature wrinkles.

 

http://www.oneplace.com/ministries/Living_Proof_with_Beth_Moore/archives.asp?bcd=2008-10-27

 

http://www.oneplace.com/ministries/Living_Proof_with_Beth_Moore/archives.asp?bcd=2008-11-10

 

 

Monday morning on the drive to school, Alec said to Chloe, “Has Blair ever been to your church?”  (Alec rides to school with us, and Blair goes to school with them.)  “No.”  “Oh.  She’s been coming to mine.  You know she’s in my class.”  “Duh Alec.  I thought she was in the 5^th grade class.” (They’re in the 4^th)  “No.  She’s in the 4^th grade class at church because she’s in the 4^th grade class at school.”  “Alec I know!!!! Don’t you get what I was doing??  Have you ever heard of sarcasm?”  “Yes.”  “Then what is it?  “It’s when you say something you don’t really mean.”  “You don’t get it Alec.”  “Yes I do.” “No you don’t.” “Yes I do.” “No you don’t.”  “Yes I do.”  They got out and who know how long they went back and forth?

 
Proverbs 26:

18 Like a madman shooting
       firebrands or deadly arrows

 19 is a man who deceives his neighbor
       and says, "I was only joking!"

 Sarcasm for me is a first cousin of cynicism.  The way it works is like this: you act like you’re joking about something when you truly aren’t, or you say something with the intent of humiliating someone or hurting them (the way they’ve hurt you) or you just down right play games with someone’s emotions.  Vision is studying this very painful and very serious problem during out Sunday night meeting time.  It’s so difficult to deal truthfully with this.  Cynical and bitter people can not bear the Fruit of the Sprit.  There’s just no way. 

 

I talk all the time about how academically gifted Chloe is, and she is.  She gets it from Mark, and I’d say both of her grandmothers.  Now let me think, who does she get her sarcasm from??  You guessed it-me.  This “I’m a tough-cookie” persona that I give off is so wrong, so not who I want to be.  Why is it that I continue?

 

I listened to a wonderful sermon yesterday by Tony Evans.  http://www.tonyevans.org/site/c.feIKLOOpGlF/b.4324909/

http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2014:22-33&version=9;

He talked about the impossible things in our life.  The things that we can’t change, but want to change.  He said that God doesn’t want us to change what we were never meant to change.  He noted when the condition for the disciples changed.  It was when Jesus got IN THE BOAT.  When he was invited into their problem and need.  Dr. Evans said that many of have been fighting the seas for years, trying to change something, and it just will not get better.  He said because until we invite God in the boat, it won’t change.  MMMM. 

 

The gospel of John says it like this

John 6:16-21 (New American Standard Bible)

 16Now when evening came, His ^(A)disciples went down to the sea,

 17and after getting into a boat, they started to cross the sea ^(B)to Capernaum. It had already become dark, and Jesus had not yet come to them.

 18The sea began to be stirred up because a strong wind was blowing.

 19Then, when they had rowed about three or four miles, they saw Jesus walking on the sea and drawing near to the boat; and they were frightened.

 20But He said to them, "It is I; ^(C)do not be afraid."

 21So they were willing to receive Him into the boat, and immediately the boat was at the land to which they were going.

Dr. Evans noted this verse-when they received Him, immediately they were on land…………Hello???

Are we trying to make the sea grow calm before we invite the master of the sea into the boat?  That’s crazy.  Let’s stop.

I joke about this all the time, but I’m really not joking.  You can mess with me, but don’t mess with my kids.  If you mess with my kids, it’s on.  See I love my kids-fiercely.  I don’t want them hurt.  I don’t want them sad, especially when it’s not there fault.  I don’t want them doing without.  I love them.  I can’t help it.  I don’t want to help it.  Even when they are suffering a consequence of their own action, I still hurt for them.  But, like I said, if YOU mess with them, and it’s not even there fault- watch out, momma’s coming.  Someone could love me, or like me and maybe want to be my friend, but if you don’t like my kids, then I’m not going to have much use for you.  Is that harsh??  I’m sorry.  I’m not saying that you have to agree with my kids on everything, or be a “yes” man or woman to whatever goes on, but I’m saying I can tell when a person just seems to have something against any of my kids, and I am not ok with that. 

 

Proverbs 6:16-20

16 There are six things the LORD hates,
seven that are detestable to him:  17 haughty eyes,
a lying tongue, hands that shed innocent blood, 18 a heart that devises wicked                      schemes, feet that are quick to rush into evil, 19 a false witness who pours out lies and a man who stirs up dissension among brothers.

Do you understand this?? God is detested by someone who stirs up dissension among brothers.  We as Christians need to realize that this problem all too often is within the family however.  In my church, in your church, can you think of at least one story that you’ve heard or maybe been a part of that stirred dissension among the brethren?  That’s right, we’re both laughing because we can think of about 500 probably. 

When I read verse 19b the other day, it was really a moment when I had to come to terms on a personal level with the times I’ve participated in this.  As I struggle in life, I truly do want God to tell me when things are my own fault.  I read these six things God hates, and seven detestable, and thought “Am I doing any of this???”  The answer wasn’t what it should have been. 

Think about this-Do you want to be involved in anything the LORD hates???  Can we truly pray for God to dump blessings in our lap, and yet continue in what He is opposed to?   

Chloe and I are sort of obsessed with Discovery Health.  I guess I started watching it about a year ago when I was at home during my recovery from surgery.  We watch John and Kate +8, 17 and counting, Untold Stories of the ER, Mystery Diagnosis, and any other specials that happen to catch our eye. 

Well, Sunday night we were both glued as we watched “I didn’t know I was expecting.”  Our jaws dropped as we saw women go into the hospital with unexplained pain, only to find out they were in labor.  One lady had twins!!!!  Can you imagine?  They gained very little or no weight at all, weren’t sick and didn’t have any of the other symptoms of having a baby. 

I found a picture of me the other day when I was expecting Chloe.  The picture was taken at Christmas, and Chloe was born in at the end of April.  I looked pregnant with twins even that early.  By the time Chloe was born, I think I looked like Kate Gosselin when she was having 6.  Thing is, I was only having 1!!

I loved being pregnant.  The special attention.  The excuse to eat.  The new clothes.  The picking out baby stuff.  The anticipation.  I can’t imagine missing the experience of being pregnant, and then just BAM-having the baby.

This is how a lot of Christians (including me) live our lives.  We are expecting, but don’t live that way.  We live as if we are barren Christians.  When I say barren, I mean without hope of what God says we’ve already been given. 

See if we are Christians, we will receive what God says we will receive.  If you are a Christian, Heaven will be your home.  If you are a Christian, one day things will get better.  You are “pregnant” with the promises of God’s word. 

Think of how a woman looks when she’s expecting.  She glows.  She rubs her belly.  She sings songs.  She smiles.  She talks about the future. 

As a Christian, do you have the hope of a person who’s expecting?  Expecting the promises of God?  I haven’t either lately.    

Anticipation is one of the biggest parts of the process.  If you and I lose that, we are going to miss out on part of what will help us as we go thru the ups and downs of life-until the time of our own “special delivery.” 

Romans 8:22 (The Message)

 22-25All around us we observe a pregnant creation. The difficult times of pain throughout the world are simply birth pangs. But it's not only around us; it's within us. The Spirit of God is arousing us within. We're also feeling the birth pangs. These sterile and barren bodies of ours are yearning for full deliverance. That is why waiting does not diminish us; any more than waiting diminishes a pregnant mother. We are enlarged in the waiting. We, of course, don't see what is enlarging us. But the longer we wait, the larger we become, and the more joyful our expectancy

 

I shouldn’t be doing this at work.  As you and I both know blogs have come few and far between lately.  It’s not because I don’t have lots I want to say.  It’s because I have an enemy who’s trying to keep me from saying what God wants me to say. 

Was last week a tough one for you too??  Isn’t it funny how the closer we get to prayers being answered, or to what we believe is the perfect will of God every adversity comes pounding our way?? 

I literally stumbled across this song last week.  I haven’t heard it in years.  I fought to control tears, but when I could get home that night and let it out, I did.

 

 

I was reminded yesterday of Dottie Rambo, one of the greats in gospel music.  She battled her health for years, praised God the entire time, and then just as she was returning, she was tragically killed in a bus accident.  So many others.  Vestal Goodman, another Gospel great, died from the flu on a trip to Florida with her family.  Remember Anthony Burger??  He was the pianist on the Gaither Homecoming videos.  He died just after performing at the age of 44.  http://www.baptistcourier.com/277.article

I have really spent the last couple of days thinking about the parable of the talents, what the Bible says about the suddenness of Christ’s return, and a host of other things. 

Sunday church was amazing, and if you weren’t there you need to request a video of the service.  It was Roger being totally transparent, and I don’t know when I’ve been more touched by his preaching than during that service. 

You can’t help but sense Christ return if you know Him.  The Holy Spirit just will not allow us to escape that truth.  We can deny the truth, but we can’t escape it.
 
The things that we pour our lives into, will those things matter when we stand before Christ??  That’s pretty much the bottom line. 

If you see a bear-don’t run.

 

Our trip to Ridgecrest was this past weekend.  This was the first weekend long event for Vision.  It was so exciting.  Well………………..exciting until I realized that preparation is a part of anything you are in charge of.  In defense of me-I just wasn’t able to spend the time up until to get ready like I’d initially envisioned.  So, last week, it was on.  Five lessons to study.  About 2 hr. prep per lesson, plus my other life.  The nervous breakdown moment was Thursday night when I had to attend a PTO meeting.  God helped me, and I did prepare.  Well, we did leave 45 minutes late because of me, but that is normal and wouldn’t have changed probably whether or not I would’ve been more prepared.

 

We stopped at the best little place in Black Mtn.  My Father’s Pizza.  There was a long wait, and now I know why.  The pizza is GOOD!!  We got there, finally.  I think we were all ready for whatever God had in store.

 

When Mark and I went in to check us in, there were sheets of yellow paper with the heading “Bears have been spotted in the area.”   It explained to us the things to do when we encounter bears, such as don’t panic, don’t run, flap your arms like a bird, and make loud noises.  We were all so glad to know that when a bear comes around, it’s not big deal.  Uh, ya right!!!  We stayed in the youth housing, and I love it.  There’s room for eight people to crowd in, and (1) bathroom!!  But that was ok. 

 

We started our Friday night lesson, and even though we were all completely exhausted, I think we all began to embrace the message in our study.  It was called “Jaded.”  Basically, many of us, most of us, probably all of us, begin our lives with a romanticized idea of how we think our lives will be.  By Saturday night, (our fourth lesson) things were getting very deep, and very spiritual.  We all answered questions that were private and painful, and sometimes we talked out loud.  Any time I referenced any person throughout the weekend I would say “A person, that you may or may not know, who may or may not be a boy, or who may or may not be a girl………………….” simply because I tried to protect privacy if I was talking about something I felt key to add to the group time.  The study was based on Hosea http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=hosea1-14;&version=65; and it was fascinating.  God tell Hosea to marry a promiscuous woman, and then go and buy her back after unfaithfulness and love her completely.  We all were forced to go places emotionally that maybe we hadn’t gone to in a while, or maybe never gone to.

 

I loved the times when I was involved in conversations that were unplanned, at times the group was just doing there own thing.  God positioned the exact people together who needed to be.  I heard people open up and share in a way that I think was completely new for them.  I heard people say to each other “Wow.  I didn’t know you and I are in the same place.” or “Wow.  You’ve been where I am right now.”  Or “I’m gonna pray for you when we get back.”  My cousin Tiffany and her husband Carson who were recently saved went with us.  Oh I’m so glad they went.  They blew me away with what was an obvious joy of their salvation.  Carson is a total trip.  He’s sort of quiet, and the quiet ones can be the funniest.  During one session Tiffany was talking about the radical change in their lives and how her old desires left her immediately, and then she says something  to Carson like “right honey?” and he says “Transformers man.”  We all cracked up.  But I got it, and so did everyone else. 

 

Our third session was very meaningful.  We hiked to the top of the mountain.  That’s right-I hiked.  Mark was looking at the map, and at some point after we’d been hiking for a long time he said that we should possibly go back.  People were hot, Ashley D. has asthma.  We all said “No” we’d just keep going.  And then……………………..we were there!! We had made it.  I don’t know who was more surprised, me or Ashley D. But it was very poignant.  That mountain felt impossible.  We almost quit.  We were in pain.  We didn’t know exactly where we were going.    It seemed never ending. But then……….out of no where……………………the mountain top.  That’s what this weekend was about.  These struggles, and heartache, and issues, and problems, they all seem so impossible don’t they???  If we would’ve quit, we wouldn’t have reached the mountain top.  We could’ve said “Well, we almost made it to the mountain top.”  Is that what you want to say??  God didn’t create mountain top to never be reached.  He created them so that we could climb them, and get to the top.  It’s not easy, but it’s worth it.  James 1:2-4Consider it a sheer gift, friends, when tests and challenges come at you from all sides. You know that under pressure, your faith-life is forced into the open and shows its true colors. So don't try to get out of anything prematurely. Let it do its work so you become mature and well-developed, not deficient in any way.   

http://vision.chapelgrove.com/Ridgecrest-Oct-2008.htm

http://www.intouch.org/site/c.dhKHIXPKIuE/b.2287421/k.944D/This_Week_on_TV.htm

Last night was my nephew Caleb’s 14^th b-day celebration at my in-laws.  I’ve shared before that it’s always a good and relaxing escape to go over and be with them and Mark’s brother and sister and their families.  You know it’s really funny, my father-in-law is quite the jokester and you’d never know from the outside looking in.  But he always thinks of funny things to do, and actually does them in order to preserve a memory for his kids and grandkids. Like making funny videos, and building canjos.   Gretel does lots of things to build memories too.  They’ve made movies, scrapbooks for each grandchild of their lives, Gretel makes a quilt for each child when they graduate, that is patterned for whatever they’re interests and color preferences are.  When Mark and I got married Meagan was 7.  They went right to work to do anything to blend Meagan in as a grafted in grandchild so that now she feels like she was planted there. 

Well Debbie brought over a video that Ray had made of the grandkids in 1998. He comes out and says his little funny opener and then interviews each grandchild.  It was hilarious.  It’s so funny how similar their mannerisms are today compared to ten years ago.  It was really sweet when Ray said “We’re missing one of our grandkids today.  Meagan’s not here.  So we’re gonna let Adam tell you about her.”  Then Adam proceeded to describe her.  It was so funny when he said “Oh, she LOVES to watch me play video games.”  It’s funny because the truth is that Adam loved Meagan to sit and watch him play video games, but she only did it when she bargained for him to do whatever she wanted in return. 

As I think back to those 10 years ago, so much has happened.  There was no Chloe in that video, and I’m not sure anyone thought there would ever be a Chloe.  Three of those kids have graduated high school.  One’s in his final year of college, but in the video he said he was just going to be a car mechanic.  We’ve all had extreme ups and extreme downs and  been through things we didn’t expect, and weren’t sure we could endure.  I bet Ray and Gretel at times thought it was tough to endure having some days of baby-sitting all 8 of the grandkids in the summer.  Just when the 7^th was almost ready to start school, Mark and I said “Guess what!” putting 5 more years on them to be the day care.  Somehow, I don’t think they’d have it any other way.  I look back on times when Chloe was a baby, and the ear infections.  The entire night after night after night of crying.  Living with 5 people in an 1100 square foot house, with Chloe in the room with us until she was 2.  The stomach problems with Chloe.  The times when Adam was young and would be scared at night.  The times when Meagan’s Asthma would require breathing treatments, and trip after trip to the Dr.  The time when Mark had a bleeding ulcer and almost died.  The time one year ago when we didn’t know if I was going to have major reconstructive kidney surgery or not.  Kids getting speeding tickets.  Kids having car problems.  On and on and on and on the list could go and still continues to go. My sister-in-law told me years ago “that which does not kill me, makes me stronger” and it’s true

I don’t about you today, but I am really needing the hope of tomorrow.  I think back to the times Chloe was little or sick, and I thought she would never sleep for an eight hour stretch in her entire life, but now she does.  I know that many of us look at our country, or our churches, or our finances, or our kids, or our marriages, and a host of other things in our every day lives and think “This is it.  It will never get better.”  I understand.  I’m right there with you questioning what I should give up on, what I should keep hoping and praying for, what direction I should take.

 Matthew 7:7-11"Don't bargain with God. Be direct. Ask for what you need. This isn't a cat-and-mouse, hide-and-seek game we're in. If your child asks for bread, do you trick him with sawdust? If he asks for fish, do you scare him with a live snake on his plate? As bad as you are, you wouldn't think of such a thing. You're at least decent to your own children. So don't you think the God who conceived you in love will be even better?

Why is it that we so often think that those words mean anything other than exactly what it says?  God hasn’t changed, at all.  His promises remain.  For some reason we (including Christians) are in panic mode.  I’m not blind.  Things around us are terrible.  The Bible has told us this will happen.  Why are we so utterly shocked???  

2 Timothy 3:1-5Don't be naive. There are difficult times ahead. As the end approaches, people are going to be self-absorbed, money-hungry, self-promoting, stuck-up, profane, contemptuous of parents, crude, coarse, dog-eat-dog, unbending, slanderers, impulsively wild, savage, cynical, treacherous, ruthless, bloated windbags, addicted to lust, and allergic to God. They'll make a show of religion, but behind the scenes they're animals. Stay clear of these people.

But we are not doomed.  God will rescue us.  Over and over He rescues us.  We realize how dependant we are on Him when things are terrible, but we are equally as dependant on Him when things are wonderful. 

2 Corinthians 1:8-11We don't want you in the dark, friends, about how hard it was when all this came down on us in Asia province. It was so bad we didn't think we were going to make it. We felt like we'd been sent to death row, that it was all over for us. As it turned out, it was the best thing that could have happened. Instead of trusting in our own strength or wits to get out of it, we were forced to trust God totally—not a bad idea since he's the God who raises the dead! And he did it, rescued us from certain doom. And he'll do it again, rescuing us as many times as we need rescuing. You and your prayers are part of the rescue operation—I don't want you in the dark about that either. I can see your faces even now, lifted in praise for God's deliverance of us, a rescue in which your prayers played such a crucial part.

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Speaking of terrible times……………my morning.

I got up late and had to take a shower, which I always shower at night, but didn’t last night.  Chloe’s alarm wasn’t set, so she sleeps late.  Everything’s sort of ok time-wise ‘cause I’ve already decided I’m just going to leave the house in it’s super tornadic state.  Then at about 7:32 or so………………….the phone rings.  (My hair is still damp, I’m not dressed.)  I run upstairs to find the phone.  When I find it, it stops ringing.  My cell phone rings and Chloe gives it to me, it’s Meagan.  Meagan is telling me some long drawn out story about how she’s going to come home with a friend, come to my work and interview Marvin for a school project, and then have Cole take her back to school.  In the meantime the house phone rings again.  Mark’s on one ear, Meagan the other.  It’s 7:38, I’m still not dressed.  I’m in the bathroom, and I hear, “Mommy, Mommy, where are you.”  Chloe runs in, semi crying.  “I lost my other tooth, it hurts so bad.  7:40,  not dressed.   You can figure out the rest.

http://www.godtube.com/view_video.php?viewkey=264421e8e43eb04839f9

 

Last week was tough, mostly for Richard, Holly and family.  But I really saw God’s grace working through people and situations.  A big thanks to everyone who helped me do anything last week, and I know Holly and Rich feel that even more than I do.

Friday we went and just sort of hung out at the Myer’s.  At one point I said “Richard, we’re gonna go, you look so tired.”  He said “Don’t go.  It’s not like I’d sleep”.  So we stayed.  Saturday we got up and spent the day at UNCG for Fall Fest.  We didn’t buy the tickets to do the things like “eat with the chancellor” and “watch a movie under the stars”, but I was told that the entire day had plenty of activities that were free and didn’t require an advance ticket purchase.  My mom had a few restaurant gift certificates that she said we could use, so this would really help the day.  All that was good until Mark took Meagan’s car to have the front end aligned.  He had printed a coupon and dropped us off and said he’d be back in just a bit.  When the phone rang and Meagan handed it to me, Mark informed me of a host of things that were wrong, that were dangerously wrong, and the price to fix it was about 10 times more than what we’d anticipated. So the price of our day was increased greatly without advanced notice! Mark really went out of his way when he got back to pretend he was ok and not complain or act upset to Meagan, and I really appreciated it.  She internalizes and feels responsible for everything, and this would have been no different.  But Mark tried to cut up with her and lower her anxiety, and take-on the burden.  Thanks babe!! We got home about 10:00 Saturday night.

Sunday morning’s lesson was on the Great Commission.  I loved it when Roger bottom-lined it “Why do we do what we do at Chapel Grove Baptist Church?  Do we care if nothing ever happened?  Do we care if no one ever got saved?” I think that we often get so consumed with activities we have no idea why we do anything.  I think we often get so consumed with our own agendas being accomplished we don’t notice if nothing spiritual occurs.

http://www.intouch.org/site/c.dhKHIXPKIuE/b.2287431/

Last night at church we watched “One Night With The King” and I loved it.  There were several changes made for theatrical purpose, but I got very inspired.  It left me with the hope “What if today is the day for change?!  What if today I become……………..?  What if today……………………………happens to someone I love?  What if today is the break-thru for us all?”

There were times before Esther revealed herself that were full of suffering for the Jewish people.  Dreams snatched away.  Humiliation.  If things wouldn’t have gotten as desperate as they had, I’m not sure Esther would’ve been so bold.  Sometimes we have to be jolted into the realization that we must be bold for change to occur.  Sometimes we may have to do what people say can not be done for change to occur.  Sometimes we must stand up against people that horrify us if we want change to occur.  I’m talking about godly change. http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=I%20Peter%204-5&version=65

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