<?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-932081801596017707</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:58:45.390-08:00</updated><category term='healing'/><category term='God&apos;s beauty'/><category term='pregnant man'/><category term='love letter'/><category term='vision'/><category term='believe'/><category term='sickness'/><category term='Glory of God'/><category term='bride groom'/><category term='7 days in Heaven'/><category term='videos'/><category term='surrender'/><category term='faith'/><category term='dark day'/><category term='groom'/><category term='life'/><category term='king'/><category term='bride'/><category term='God&apos;s glory'/><category term='passion'/><category term='seeds'/><category term='Christ'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='gloom'/><category term='baby'/><category term='twila paris'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='slave'/><category term='his will'/><category term='My strength'/><category term='frame'/><category term='love'/><category term='My journey'/><category term='Testimony'/><category term='how beautiful'/><title type='text'>A Gold mine...enter the King's palace.</title><subtitle type='html'>The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not understood it. John 1:5
His light shines upon me, my soul drinks from the well of everlasting life.

[All work copyrighted (c) by O.N. aka God's child. 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I will make an effort to do so we can all see God's power at work in our regular lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;2 days ago, I felt a soreness in my throat, and I spoke God's word over it like I usually do. I took a cap full of my anointing oil, because I figured it was the best thing for me, it contained God's power, and was blazing hotter than anything I could steam up. When I woke up for church sunday, my throat was definitely sore, and inflamed, it was clear that the devil was looking for someone to give some upper respiratory infection to, but he had picked the wrong person because I wasnt even going to give it a name. Funny dude though cause didnt he realize it last week when my eyes were inflamed and burning, and it was like he was watching over my shoulder, and I laughed in the mirror proclaiming God's word, and still wouldnt give it a name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places." Ephesians 6:12 (KJV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;The Message explains it even better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"And that about wraps it up. God is strong, and he wants you strong. So take everything the Master has set out for you, well-made weapons of the best materials. And put them to use so you will be able to stand up to everything the Devil throws your way. This is no afternoon athletic contest that we'll walk away from and forget about in a couple of hours. This is for keeps, a life-or-death fight to the finish against the Devil and all his angels." (The Message)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I never spoke a word about it to anyone, I thought ok I believe today is communion Sunday so lets see what kind of infection can resist the Blood of the Lamb. I got to church late, and sure enough we had communion, I told God what I was expecting, before partaking in communion. After church the pain in my throat was there, but I kept speaking God's word. Monday's morning, I noticed now another part of my mouth too was also inflamed as well, I laughed because I knew victory was certain. Sure enough, by Monday night, its all gone, no more pain in my throat! Jehovah Raphe, the God that healeth us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.worldwidesoakingtribe.com/images/booklets/Healing-lg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.worldwidesoakingtribe.com/images/booklets/Healing-lg.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Reminder, any type of sickness (big or small) is of the devil (nope the Job example doesnt apply to everyone), never confess it, or speak those words out loud. I'm sure if I had gone around saying "My throats hurts!", "I have a sore throat", or ran to the pharmacy to pick up some lozenges or something, I would "proudly" have the ailment now, and be sipping tea and whatever concoction I can think of, and still be in pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;As you take your daily vitamins capsule (if u do), or if u dont, still dont forget to take your daily Jehovah capsule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"My child, pay attention to what I say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; Listen carefully to my words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Don’t lose sight of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; Let them penetrate deep into your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;for they bring life to those who find them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;  and healing to their whole body." Prov 4:20-22 (NLT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"Let all that I am praise the L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;ord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; with my whole heart, I will praise his holy name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Let all that I am praise the L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;ord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; may I never forget the good things he does for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;He forgives all my sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;  and heals all my diseases. " Psalm 103: 1-4 (NLT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"He was beaten so we could be whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; He was whipped so we could be healed." Isaiah 53:5 (NLT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"He sent His Word and healed them." Ps 107:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Who was the Word? Jesus (John 1:1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;He sent Jesus to die on the Cross so you and I can be healed! Stop delighting in your sicknesses and trying to get sympathy from man, by running around proclaiming it to everyone in sight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Always look to God first even if its something as simple as a cold or a headache or something as major as cancer or a stroke.&lt;/span&gt; Many times God becomes 2nd fiddle, we remember Him much later in the process, and even then we are filled with so much doubt and fear that we rob ourselves of our healing. I'd much rather stand upon His word from the get go, even if I have to go into surgery because I'll know confidently that even in the OR, He'll be the surgeon, the actual physician will just be a tool being used by God...what better satisfaction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;So I speak confidently the Bible confession put together by Charles Capps daily, "Every organ, every tissue in my body functions to the perfection to which God created it to function and I forbid any malfunction in my body in the name of Jesus!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Proverbs 18:21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Words kill, words give life;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;they're either poison or fruit—you choose." (The Message)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sanctify.com/CB/images/By%20His%20Stripes%20we%20are%20Healed_md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.sanctify.com/CB/images/By%20His%20Stripes%20we%20are%20Healed_md.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Images found through google.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-7435600745813176560?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7435600745813176560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=7435600745813176560&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/7435600745813176560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/7435600745813176560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/testimony-only-pill-i-needed.html' title='Testimony: the only pill I needed!'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-3433943944245986317</id><published>2008-09-15T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T19:19:04.480-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seeds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnant man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s glory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>The pregnant man's seeds!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Pregnant Man-check your seeds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://justastory.co.uk/blog/wp-admin/images/pregnant%20man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 211px;" src="http://justastory.co.uk/blog/wp-admin/images/pregnant%20man.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;A few months ago, there was talk of a pregnant man, which had everyone in surprise till we all found that he was truly born a she! Think about it though, a pregnant man, how much of an oxymoron is it, and we all laughed about it, like it can never be, unless he so happens to be carrying another person's seeds. The truth is there are so many pregnant men in our midst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Pregnant with spawn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;deceit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;lies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;evils of this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Pregnant with greed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;malice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;selfish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;self-promoting motives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;In us, yes the right seed has been planted, and though our bellies look like they are about to burst, the gunk that is in it stinks, and an ugly sight awaits to bear its head. That is even if we are fortunate because many of us are better off dealing with stillbirths and miscarriages!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Many of us are walking around with our heads held high, eyes wide open, and a big smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;caressing our bloated bellies with an entitlement mentality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.lvrj.com/images/2705161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://media.lvrj.com/images/2705161.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;woj style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;“Listen! A farmer went out to plant some seeds.&lt;/woj&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;woj style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;As he scattered them across his field, some seeds fell on a footpath, and the birds came and ate them.&lt;/woj&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;woj style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Other seeds fell on shallow soil with underlying rock. The seeds sprouted quickly because the soil was shallow.&lt;/woj&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;woj style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;But the plants soon wilted under the hot sun, and since they didn’t have deep roots, they died.&lt;/woj&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;woj style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Other seeds fell among thorns that grew up and choked out the tender plants.&lt;/woj&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Matt 13:3-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Right seed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;wrong soil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;God-given abilities,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;now wasted toil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.google.com/url?q=http://www.squawkfox.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/garbage_crap.gif&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNF0th_ugBTXI9sbY_RvPm_olOadFA"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.google.com/url?q=http://www.squawkfox.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/garbage_crap.gif&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNF0th_ugBTXI9sbY_RvPm_olOadFA" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Really think about it, if someone were to do a C-section of what is in your pregnant belly, what would appear? What have you done with the seeds that were planted in you? Do you even know what seeds have been implanted in you, or are you dealing with an illegitimate product, planted in you by the world's insanity. Are you carrying another man's seeds? Dont waste your months carrying what isnt yours and then spend time in unnecessary hard labor before you figure it all out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mudpreacher.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/jesus-in-light-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://mudpreacher.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/jesus-in-light-large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Power, riches, wisdom, strength, honor, glory and blessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;“You are worthy, O Lord our God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  to receive glory and honor and power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;For you created all things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  and they exist because you created what you pleased.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Rev 4:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;“Worthy is the Lamb who was slaughtered—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  to receive power and riches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;and wisdom and strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  and honor and glory and blessing.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Rev 5:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Power, riches, wisdom, strength, honor, glory and blessing...these are the original seeds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The blood of Christ had to be shed for the seals of life to be broken, the scroll to be read and then the seeds planted within us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;“You are worthy to take the scroll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;  and break its seals and open it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;For you were slaughtered, and your blood has ransomed people for God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;  from every tribe and language and people and nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;And you have caused them to become&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;  a Kingdom of priests for our God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;  And they will reign on the earth.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Rev 5:9-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; Many of us have long been robbed unknowingly of the true intent of the seeds, the true genuine ones have been uprooted and counterfeit ones put in its place. Oblivious we continue grinning as we continue strutting as far away from our source of supply, we go off in search of conquest, for the world to see our disillusioned blessings that we think is from God and bow and worship us, bestowing us the praise, glory and honor that we feel with deserve. We carry on till that ill-fated day when our sideline worldly cheerleaders watch in dismay and we spread our legs to bring forth a smelly messed up junk. Then we crawl back to God and ask Him why He has forsaken us, and given us shame. Yet we forget that His word says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Those who look to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; for help will be radiant with joy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;  no shadow of shame will darken their faces."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Psalm 34: 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Notice the part in bold "Look to Him", to Him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; to the world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; to ourselves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; to the glory that we want bestowed on us by our peers, but to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"If &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; doesn't build the house, the builders only build shacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;If &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; doesn't guard the city,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  the night watchman might as well nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;It's useless to rise early and go to bed late,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  and work your worried fingers to the bone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Don't you know he enjoys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  giving rest to those he loves?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Psalm 127 :1-2 (The Message)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Examine the seeds planted within you, are they the ones God ordained, or have yours been replaced by the lion that lurks around to steal, kill and destroy. What kind of creation awaits in your delivery room??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"Some fell on good earth, and produced a harvest beyond his wildest dreams."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Matt 13:8 (The Message)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lcfid.org/_wizardimages/LCF/harvest_time4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://lcfid.org/_wizardimages/LCF/harvest_time4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How would you like to have a harvest beyond your wildest dreams? To bring forth a beautiful creation made in the Image of God, filled with His love, radiating with His glory, enthroned in His power, illuminating in His light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2028/2188985986_f19282948c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2028/2188985986_f19282948c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Power in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="nfakPe" &gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; delivery,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="nfakPe" &gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; sight of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="nfakPe" &gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; new born is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="nfakPe" &gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; start of ma's recovery knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;That behold her new discovery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Remain blessed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;sorry for the hiatus, I've been growing and living out the life God has given me to His glory, climbing mountains, and proclaiming His name...trying to be the princess that He ordained me to be! I'll try and be more frequent with updates. Feel free to let me know if you have prayer requests, or would like to a Christian perspective on any issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-3433943944245986317?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3433943944245986317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=3433943944245986317&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/3433943944245986317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/3433943944245986317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/pregnant-man.html' title='The pregnant man&apos;s seeds!'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-3896878897596127066</id><published>2008-07-12T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T14:04:57.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/EmNqU1ZCCz4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/EmNqU1ZCCz4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/EmNqU1ZCCz4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/EmNqU1ZCCz4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/EmNqU1ZCCz4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/EmNqU1ZCCz4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EmNqU1ZCCz4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EmNqU1ZCCz4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Love is you... everytime I hear this song by Chrisette Michelle (Love is yoO), I smile because thats the song in my heart. O Lord, love is YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"God is love" 1 John 4: 8&lt;br /&gt;"The greatest of these is love." 1 Corinthians 13:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i227.photobucket.com/albums/dd320/dc1link/VesselsofGodsLove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i227.photobucket.com/albums/dd320/dc1link/VesselsofGodsLove.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In order to give love, you have to find love, for you cannot give what you do not truly have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;As a child, I was very loving, trusting and giving, I remember giving a lady a gold necklace that my mom had given me to wear on my uncle's wedding day...hehe yeah, she stopped me, asked me what my name was, asked me who gave me such a gorgeous necklace, and I said my mommy did. She asked if she could have it, and I said yes...she took it off my neck and walked away. Moments later my mother was appalled and devastated as I told her about(with a smile on my face) "the auntie" who&lt;/span&gt; liked and "removed" my necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I wasnt a typical child (people usually say children are selfish in nature), being a middle child, nothing was ever really truly mine anyway so that phrase "its mine" was never a part of my vocabulary. I always considered myself a relatively good person who loved sharing even when I didnt receive anything in return. It was when I found God that I realized that my love was really nothing, human love was flawed. Speaking of flawed human love my mom learned a lesson that day, in as much as you love your child, you dont give her your expensive gold necklace to wear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O my people, to love like Christ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Sacrificial love! We will never be able to truly understand God and others until we truly understand His love. We will never be able to get to that position where He has exalted us, to enjoy His treasure house, to gain favor, and be in a place where we overcome the world, where faith makes sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Human love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;says "I love you with all my heart"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;God's love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; says &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten son"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;John 3:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Human love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; says I love you till you stop loving me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;God's love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; says I love you even when you dont love me (and fall into sin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;"And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God's love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;,&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow—not even the powers of hell can separate us from God's love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;No power in the sky above or in the earth below—indeed, nothing in all crea&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;tion will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; (Romans 8: 3-38)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;My sisters and brothers, I am sorry to say but human love will never get you far in this life, you will forever be disappointed in the exchange of human love, loved ones will fail you, you will love with everything, and might some days get a widow's mite, and some days even nothing at all. Divorces will happen, people will walk away from your love. You will love with expectation, you will expect to be loved in return. Understand that it is alright, a person not filled to the point of overflowing with the love of God will never be able to love you adequately. They will never be able to love you the way God loves you, to see you how God sees you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 peter 1:12 says that even the angels in heaven are in awe of God's love for us!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Every thing God does for us as His children is because of His unfailing love for us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(Ps 6:4). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Every time you step outside, take a look at the clouds above you, God's unfailing love is as vast as the heavens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(Ps 36:5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Perfect love casts out fear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;1 John 4:18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;In order to be able to trust God, you have to able to love Him. If you love God, you will know that He will do what He has said He will do. You will know that He sees all, and will rescue you from the darkest nights because of His unfailing love for you. Simply put, you will not fear! The&lt;/span&gt; reason why many of us worry about unanswered prayers is largely because many of us do not understand God's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"My love for (you) is passionate and strong." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Zech 1:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;We try to interpret God's love from our human perspective, the same way a man can claim to love a woman yet leave her stranded at the altar. We try to understand the supernatural in the natural, it never works!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My pastor recently said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Love is the father of faith. Operate in love and faith will work."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Galatians 5:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Only thing that availeth in Jesus Christ is faith which worketh by love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Your faith will never grow the way it should grow until you find true love, God's love. If your faith doesnt grow, while others will be able to have faith in God to raise people from the dead, you will still be having enough faith to believe God for finding a $1 in your pocket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;So how do you find this type of love you may ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"The love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Spirit."--Romans 5:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Ask God to make you more like Jesus Christ every day so that you will be able to love like He did.  Ask for the Holy Spirit to dwell within you. This is part of my daily prayer , "for God to make me more like Christ, for God to create an opportunity for me to share His love and for God to show me His love today in the most amazing way". Every morning I cry out, and God answers in His own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;2 Cor 5:5-7 "The world is dying to see the love of God"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;O what a beauty it will be when Christians start walking in the love of God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The love of God will transform your life, and everyone you come in contact with. Your spouse will find you more fulfilling, your children will grow in that special joy, your career will flourish as you make it a priority to deal with your clients with the love of God. I am not talking about human reward though, yes people might pay you back, but that is not it, God's reward is greater, the store house of heaven is without limit. The love of God in you will make you even more beautiful not just in the sight of man, but in God's eyes. He will smile upon you, bless you with His glory, and elevate you to your resting place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I leave you with this prayer from Ephesians 3 "...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Your roots will grown down into God's love and keep you strong. And may you have the power to understand, as all God's people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep His love is. May you experience the love of Christ, though it is too great to understand fully. Then you will be made complete with all the fullness of life and power that comes from God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.softpedia.com/screenshots/Gods-Love-Screen-Saver_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.softpedia.com/screenshots/Gods-Love-Screen-Saver_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The love of God is too great to fully understand, never try to rationalize or understand it, you never will. Just know it is, and always will be, it is only then that you can walk powerfully into the fullness of life and rest comfortably in His holy place, a place where prayers are answered before they are even spoken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Remain blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My birthday is tomorrow, July 13...thank you God for life, for making me stronger, better, wiser...thank you God for your love that you allow me to share with others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-3896878897596127066?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3896878897596127066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=3896878897596127066&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/3896878897596127066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/3896878897596127066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-is.html' title='Love is...'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-8884748682900685084</id><published>2008-06-15T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T16:14:35.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The powerful anointing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Today I felt the anointing of God in church...no sermon was preached, more than 3hrs of worship and praise...it was powerful, people were healed, prophecies were made, lives were restored, rivers of tears were created.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe I'll be able to put it into words in my next post, but words wouldnt do it justice, I didnt want to leave...God is amazing, the things He did, His mysterious ways, how I ended up in that church. I just have to post this video of the current song on my page, its called "Alpha &amp;amp; Omega" by Israel and New Breed, its off their 2005 album called Alive in South Africa. This video is amazing, God came and swept everyone off their feet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;You see when God comes, nothing else matters, pastors cant preach, the choir cant sing, all you can do is stare in awe... My Lord My God How great you are! Pause the song on the right menubar of this page, and watch the video, and enter the throne room of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/T5WWdA1KgYM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/T5WWdA1KgYM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/T5WWdA1KgYM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T5WWdA1KgYM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T5WWdA1KgYM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-8884748682900685084?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8884748682900685084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=8884748682900685084&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/8884748682900685084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/8884748682900685084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/powerful-anointing.html' title='The powerful anointing'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-1469300055319509183</id><published>2008-04-24T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T14:38:50.012-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twila paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s beauty'/><title type='text'>How beautiful you are O Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ameliaanneslittlebitofheaven.com/bkgd/withoutme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.ameliaanneslittlebitofheaven.com/bkgd/withoutme.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today I arose and joy filled my heart, starring out the window, I thought "wow simple beauty", and every where as I go today, I see his beauty in the simplest things, the bare trees post winter who are eager to bear fruit, the rays of the sun a taste of the warmer months ahead. These thoughts came to mind, and I wrote them below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;How beautiful you are O Lord&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;you created this world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;who made man with a breath unto clay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;How beautiful you are O Lord&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;should be our cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;everyday at our reflection in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How beautiful you are O Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simple words, profound praise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The essence of beauty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beautiful you are in Holiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to this song How Beautiful by Twila Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/QJfSp_rceFs&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/QJfSp_rceFs&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QJfSp_rceFs&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QJfSp_rceFs&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer is that today you take time to reflect and remember how beautiful your Creator is, and how beautiful He has made you to be, as you listen to the song and pay attention to the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;Remain blessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-1469300055319509183?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1469300055319509183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=1469300055319509183&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/1469300055319509183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/1469300055319509183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-beautiful-you-are-o-lord.html' title='How beautiful you are O Lord'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-1386525824210758074</id><published>2008-03-25T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T05:23:56.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bride groom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='king'/><title type='text'>The King's bride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hilarious image I know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VT56MEvoCU/R-jio-0tWVI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ooQgVBwv1GQ/s1600-h/catmirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VT56MEvoCU/R-jio-0tWVI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ooQgVBwv1GQ/s320/catmirror.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181640564976474450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but seemingly appropriate :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;From &lt;span&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; start, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;A new beginning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;A new being, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;A new woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;In the mirror ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;the glistening gown,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;the glowing face,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;exhilarating joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Even the rain acknowledged,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;as it proceeded down her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Today was her day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;it was the appointed time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;the purification was over,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;her renaissance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; had begun,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;her groom was waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;The bride is preparing for her bridegroom, making sure her presence is perfect in every way, that her dress fits right, and her appearance seemingly flawless. She is a lady in waiting awaiting her chosen one. She sees herself through the eyes of the groom, she isnt perfect but His love perfects her, His overflowing abounding love fills every cell of her flesh, and her spirit shivers in excitement even just at the mention of His name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves Him because He first loved her, and because He knows He is accountable to someone greater than Himself. She is ready to submit to Him all the days of her life because she knows that in Him, she will have complete rest, away from the hectic life that she finds herself in, filling her with peace that surpasses her human understanding. She is ready to sign away her name, and take up His, to leave all she knows and be joined together with Him as one flesh because she knows not fear, His perfect love has removed that, and she knows that He will always fight for Her, she will never have to do anything, but just love Him unconditionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;She knows that He is willing to die for her, to lay down His life because He esteems her greater than Himself, enough to be marred and scarred on her behalf.  He has proven Himself to her time and time again, each time she fell into the valley, while the daily sighting of the moon remained her only touch with the outside world, He would always find her, rescue her and offer her comfort, her only source of sanity in this cruel cruel world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;In Him, she discovered the meaning of complete restoration, of complete surrender, the true and real meaning of love. He taught her how to pray, and many nights when she knew not how,or even too tired to, He became her strength, kneeling beside her, with the cry that breaks open the doors of heaven, pleading for grace and mercy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abba Father&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She must have been specially created for Him, without doubt his lost rib, purposed to fit in right and so well. She remembers how those strong yet tender hands wiped her tears away, and declared her to be fearfully and wonderfully made, a reflection of something more divine than she can ever understand. She still hears those whispers, those sweet declarations of love, when He knocked on her door and she answered, the proposal and her acceptance. She craves the good and hopeful future He has planned out for them, the prosperous times ahead, their new life together. It is truly a long time coming, but today is her appointed time, and it is her time to receive favor, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;to make her solemn vows to her King of Kings and Lord of Lords, her precious love Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bride &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; a lady in waiting,&lt;br /&gt;The bride &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The bride &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"But at midnight there was a cry, 'Here is the bridegroom! Come out to meet him." (Matthew 25:6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;"Can anything ever separate us from Christ's love? Does it mean he no longer loves us if we have trouble or calamity, or are persecuted, or hungry, or destitute, or in danger, or threatened with death? (As the Scriptures say, "For your sake we are killed every day; we are being slaughtered like sheep."No, despite all these things, overwhelming victory is ours through Christ, who loved us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God's love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;,&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow—not even the powers of hell can separate us from God's love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;No power in the sky above or in the earth below—indeed, nothing in all crea&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;tion will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; (Romans 8: 3-38)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"I heard what seemed to be the voice of a great multitude, like the roar of many waters and like the sound of mighty peals of thunder, crying out, 'Hallelujah! For the Lord our God the Almighty reigns. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let us rejoice and exult and give him the glory, for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;marriage of the Lamb&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; has come, and his Bride has made herself ready;&lt;/span&gt; it was granted her to clothe herself with fine linen, bright and pure'—for the fine linen is the righteous deeds of the saints. And the angel said to me, 'Write this: Blessed are those who are invited to the marriage supper of the Lamb'" (Revelation 19:6-9).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3uX0WZQJCE/R-jkGinrtMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/SMvUYpOtejw/s1600-h/the_bride_of_christ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L3uX0WZQJCE/R-jkGinrtMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/SMvUYpOtejw/s320/the_bride_of_christ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181642172313351362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-1386525824210758074?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1386525824210758074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=1386525824210758074&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/1386525824210758074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/1386525824210758074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2008/03/kings-bride.html' title='The King&apos;s bride'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2VT56MEvoCU/R-jio-0tWVI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ooQgVBwv1GQ/s72-c/catmirror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-1329608063355622435</id><published>2008-03-03T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:14:22.061-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>The Picture frame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.walfrido.com/images/Limited%20editions/Colors-of-the-Heart-Frame-S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.walfrido.com/images/Limited%20editions/Colors-of-the-Heart-Frame-S.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;An enchanting masterpiece,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;his signature design.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;His own very creation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason for his justification.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The artist marveled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;paintbrush flickering away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold the formation,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;the vision of the appointed day,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;the start of liberation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;his longing for salvation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;He captured the images,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;luminous in distinction,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;soft kisses from the sun,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;bright sparkle of the stars.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;uttering radiance.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;He stood proud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;eager for worldly acclaim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;eager for all to proclaim his name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The appointed morning arrived,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he put his queen on display,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;it was the awaited"D-day"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;the day for her crowning glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;they passed her by,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;one by one,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;with loud whispers and sighs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hours ticking into the night,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;an old lady not bearing the sight,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;shouted "Whats a queen without her crown?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;her face plastered with a frown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;An astounding revelation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;The artisan in haste to make a name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;had neglected to seal his beauty with a frame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another random thought that came to mind while in search of self expression. You see that work of art was a beauty to be beheld all along. The owner had spent time preparing, and working on it, to him it was priceless. Yet something critical was missing, something needed to make it complete, that last touch of finesse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Thats the problem that many of us make, God has blessed us with so much in all wisdom, skill and understanding, to do that which He has placed us on earth for, but we are too eager to proclaim our name, so we do it all in a haste. Forgetting to consult with the great Creator Himself, we forget to ask Him for the right frame, the special frame, the divine frame needed to enhance our life, and convey its true worth to the world around us. Then we get disappointed when things dont work out right, when people dont understand our ideas, when things dont happen the way we want them to.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;What good is a masterpiece without a distinct picture frame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;What good is a queen without her crowning glory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Joseph was a man who never forgot his frame, even as a slave, Potiphar made him "overseer over his house". (Gen 39: 2-6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Daniel never forgot his frame, and sought the God who revealed mysteries when he had to interprete King Nebuchadnezzar's dream. This led to his promotion even though he started as a slave in a foreign land (Daniel 2, 4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask God to give you your own special picture frame, so that others may see your priceless worth, and esteem you in the same manner Jesus did. Dont ever dishonor your queen and let her out without her ornament of grace, and crown of glory!! (Proverbs 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ask for your frame, and your true beauty in Holiness will be revealed in all Heavenly glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.delange.org/Paris3/Queen_Crown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.delange.org/Paris3/Queen_Crown.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/932081801596017707-1329608063355622435?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1329608063355622435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=1329608063355622435&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/1329608063355622435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/1329608063355622435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2008/03/picture-frame.html' title='The Picture frame'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-3304956897317170079</id><published>2008-03-02T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T23:46:22.106-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='his will'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrender'/><title type='text'>The good life!</title><content type='html'>Lately I've been thinking about the so called pleasures that exist in this world. The things that cause folks to lose their souls, the so-called good life.  I think this video by Destiny Praise titled , "His Will" says it all. Sometimes after getting a taste, we still are hungry and realize it was all a false pretense, and the gratification isnt worth the hype. I've been there and I'm sure you have as well, and no matter how much of the "good life" that you have, that void within your being will still long for something greater, better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/bDI_AxdeJ9c"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/bDI_AxdeJ9c"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bDI_AxdeJ9c"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bDI_AxdeJ9c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-3304956897317170079?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3304956897317170079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=3304956897317170079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/3304956897317170079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/3304956897317170079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-life.html' title='The good life!'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-5689967702211970856</id><published>2008-02-15T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T01:23:32.432-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>He called my name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lifeboat.com/images/car.hits.wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://lifeboat.com/images/car.hits.wall.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;He called my name,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I walked away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called again, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to no avail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In pursuit of life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In pursuit of might,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yet lacking control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He watched me smirk, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and laugh all day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He watched my light,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;turn into a bleak new day. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blood was spilled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wasted away.&lt;br /&gt;The sacrifice neglected,&lt;br /&gt;the ransom too great to pay.&lt;br /&gt;Glory lost,&lt;br /&gt;power gone,&lt;br /&gt;changing hands,&lt;br /&gt;darkness begun.&lt;br /&gt;In the distance,&lt;br /&gt;the whispers continue,&lt;br /&gt;focus lost, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;destiny now dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;He calls your name too, stop for a min and listen...do you hear it? Your precious worth could be your greatest loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;4:13am, unedited random thoughts I jotted down as led by the Spirit, as I attempt to grasp the fullness of my Savior's love and our lack of obedience as we try to take it and rough it on our own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-5689967702211970856?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5689967702211970856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=5689967702211970856&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/5689967702211970856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/5689967702211970856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2008/02/he-called-my-name.html' title='He called my name'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-1172182215206079582</id><published>2008-02-10T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T19:33:17.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's reward comes full circle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jewelryexpert.com/catalog/Graphics/Mandarin-and-Diamond-Earrings-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 261px;" src="http://www.jewelryexpert.com/catalog/Graphics/Mandarin-and-Diamond-Earrings-1.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eauty in holiness...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What an amazing God we serve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 days ago, I wrote an article about "losing" my earrings on the plane here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2008/02/visitation-from-god.html"&gt;http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2008/02/visitation-from-god.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;well today, I "found" them in the most unusual way, in a manner that only God can fully explain!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just finished reading a short article on the power of the name of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;, and I thought maybe I can spend some time in meditation just saying the name of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt; till I felt joy spring up in my soul (hoping that it'd happen before I ran out of breath :), well thank &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; I only had to say the precious name of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt; a few times before I felt that powerful, immense joy. I jumped up excited, and realized that I was going to be late for my church's evening service I wanted to attend. I got my outfit ready and remembered my lost earrings and immediately felt an urge that just maybe they werent lost after all. The way it was placed on my heart, I knew it wasnt my doing, that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; was trying to tell me something, so I smiled and proceeded to search for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyone that knows the contents of a woman's bag knows that its always an adventure: I pulled out everything: eye glasses case, makeup bag, notepad, Ipod...nothing. At that point, something told me "keep searching, its in there, put your fingers right in", immediately I did that, and my fingers caught hold of something, pulled it up...my "lost" earring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got excited, because there's no way it should have been there, my bag was under the seat infront of me on the plane. I had taken the earrings off, and placed on my lap, and it was only after we landed that I remembered and couldnt find it. Then I stopped, and realized what just happened, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God was smiling at me&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted me to give that which was precious to me for a higher cause. In order for me to have been able to help that elderly woman, I had to have been able to give that up, for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; to have been able to use me in the manner in which He did. All the while while I was on the plane searching to no avail, it allowed me to be at the right place, at the right time. It allowed me to be right ahead of the woman when she got out of the restroom. I then wondered just how different everything could have gone if I got mad or irritated about my lost earring. I would have walked out disappointed and angry, my heart out of touch with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, I wouldnt have been attentive, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;God wouldnt have been able to use me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;He wouldnt have been able to use me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;WOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:sktBZzvJqQJg5M:http://lyonlens.com/images/heaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:sktBZzvJqQJg5M:http://lyonlens.com/images/heaven.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luke 21:18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not a hair of your head will perish&lt;/span&gt; (NLT)&lt;br /&gt;God really does look out for His own, He cares about every need of ours, both big and small., even down to losing a strand of hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 Corinthians 4:17 &lt;/span&gt;summarizes it best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For our present troubles are small and won’t last very long. Yet they produce for us a glory that vastly outweighs them and will last forever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NLT-28837" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So we don’t look at the troubles we can see now; rather, we fix our gaze on things that cannot be seen. For the things we see now will soon be gone, but the things we cannot see will last forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fellow sisters and brothers in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt; is there something you have lost lately, is there any problem you are going through? I am here to tell you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; is real, and He is still talking to His own, and looking out for us all. Sometimes we might have to give up something that is of importance to us, something that holds significant value to us, but rest assured that there lies a greater reason that will unveil itself in due time. Remember &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; Almighty is the Good Creator, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;nothing is impossible for Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am thankful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful that I've found my earring!&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for that elderly woman!&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for the name of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful that I didnt miss out on being used by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thankful that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;'s glory emanates from me, my heart, my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-1172182215206079582?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1172182215206079582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=1172182215206079582&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/1172182215206079582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/1172182215206079582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2008/02/gods-reward-comes-full-circle.html' title='God&apos;s reward comes full circle!'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-238983584692277794</id><published>2008-02-04T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T01:38:51.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A visitation from God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.beautyfromtheheart.org/uploaded_images/desiringgod-738117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.beautyfromtheheart.org/uploaded_images/desiringgod-738117.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today while I was returning from a weekend trip out of town, something amazing happened. God is truly awesome, the way He connects events in our lives together, nothing ever happens by chance. I decided to take my earrings off in the plane, and placed them on my lap. Once we landed, I remembered and was slightly disappointed when I realized 1 was missing. I looked all over the floor, and even decided to stay longer on board to search, the earrings though nice werent expensive so after a few mins of searching, I gave up and left the plane, the last person to do so. As I walked out into the airport, I heard a lady say "hey hey hey", and I turn around, and see an elderly woman, as she proceeds to ask me how to get to luggage claim in this huge airport, I couldnt help but notice the Yoruba accent, and realize she was Nigerian. I tried to explain, but then told her to follow me as I was headed there, it was quite far and we had to take the train to get to the other end. She was speaking bits of pidgin English and Yoruba (most of which I didnt understand) and it would have been hard for anyone else to have understood her. I introduced myself as Nigerian, said my name and greeted her with "Ekaro ma", which made her feel at ease, and we chatted as we proceeded through the maze to luggage claim. It turns out that she has lived in the US with her children for a while, and was coming to visit a daughter who lived here. Once we got finally got to luggage claim, I helped her identify her luggage, and carry it, which was quite heavy, and then helped her take it outside where we found her daughter waiting. They both gave me hugs and said "God Bless you", and I smiled and said thanks, and went back inside to find a shuttle to my car. Their gratitude was nice to hear but knowing my reward lies in heaven gives me even greater satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God works in mysterious ways, He had a reason for me losing my earring, it was a seed I had to sow to reap the reward which He provided for me in helping the elderly woman. He made me spend time searching for it, so that I could be delayed, and be at the right place at the right time, that gave the woman an opportunity to disembark early, go use the restroom and still meet me, for the woman to identify me as someone who might be able to help, and for me to not brush her off by giving directions that would have only confused her even more. While I was on the plane, I was reading one of my Kenneth Hagin books, and listening to some of my gospel songs, and God's presence felt overwhelming so much so that several times I almost broke down in tears.  All of these events happened for a reason, He was the master mind behind it all, one of the songs I was listening to, "Speak to My Heart" by Donnie McClurkin was really moving me, and I kept whispering prayers within for God to just open my heart to hear from Him, and He did. Every day I ask God for supernatural encounters to enable me to bring glory to His name, to give Him a chance to make Him proud and to smile at me. Remember in Genesis 19 when the 2 men/angel came to visit Lot and were sent by God to rescue Him, He could have turned them away, and faced the damnation that faced the rest of Sodom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when God visited Isaiah in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isaiah 6:8&lt;/span&gt; and asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and Isaiah responded &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Here am I! Send me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday God is looking for whom to send to do His will in the lives of His children, sometimes we get so concerned about God blessing us directly, that we miss out on the opportunity for Him to use us to bless others! God has anointed us with His seal and through us His fragrance is spread everywhere! (2 Cor 2:14)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful&lt;br /&gt;Thankful that I lost my earring&lt;br /&gt;Thankful that God deemed me worthy to share His love&lt;br /&gt;Thankful that my heart was open to Hear His voice&lt;br /&gt;Thankful that His Spirit humbles me&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for His everlasting love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-238983584692277794?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/238983584692277794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=238983584692277794&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/238983584692277794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/238983584692277794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2008/02/visitation-from-god.html' title='A visitation from God'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-5118135017216032940</id><published>2008-01-26T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T14:52:41.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good person or a growing Christian</title><content type='html'>A good person who goes to church or a growing Christian&lt;br /&gt;what does it mean to be a good person?&lt;br /&gt;what does it mean to be a growing Christian?&lt;br /&gt;which category do you fall in?&lt;br /&gt;Look at that person you are dating, your future partner, spouse, which one are they?&lt;br /&gt;Are they the same, if not, what makes them different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back later this week with my opinion on this, but would love to hear your opinions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-5118135017216032940?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5118135017216032940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=5118135017216032940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/5118135017216032940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/5118135017216032940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-person-or-growing-christian.html' title='A good person or a growing Christian'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-6071770356037017226</id><published>2008-01-14T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T16:52:14.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He got me going gooo goo gaaa gaaa</title><content type='html'>Happy New Yr&lt;br /&gt;2008 =A new level&lt;br /&gt;A new season&lt;br /&gt;An eternal platform&lt;br /&gt;I dont love God, I am madly IN love with Him. In love of just the magnitude of who He is, and His majestic presence. Nothing else matters anymore, He isnt just my greatest need, He is my ONLY need. In Him I have found life, meaning, peace and joy. All the while I am gazing in awe at His beauty, He still chooses to be my Jehovah Jireh, my Jehovah Nissi, El-Shaddhai...He is more than enough for me! Every day tears roll down my face as I give Him praise, and at His miraculous ways. My friend God is God no matter what you are going through, He is still God, ALL by Himself. He is God, He makes no mistakes, no coincidences, He sees your future, saw your past, and is your present.&lt;br /&gt;2007 ended on a somewhat sad note for people I know, several deaths, significant life events that happen that remind us of our temporary existence here on earth. During these times its easy to forget who God is, and what we mean to Him...His children.&lt;br /&gt;I love my earthly father, as a kid He was my hero, I mean I thought my dad was a giant till I got older, and realized he was just 6'1. Whenever he came back, we would run out, and no matter how tired or exhausted he was, he would carry us on his shoulders, or give us piggy back rides. We were too caught up in our excitement to even consider him, and he was too caught up in trying to be the source of our excitement that he never once yelled at us for jumping on him. Throughout my life, my father has always been there, and that always gave us comfort, we always knew that we would never roam the streets naked because he would strip himself first before seeing us hurt and put to shame. Now as an adult, even when I have a cold, it is a big concern to my father, and thats a delight to still see, a genuine concern to make everything 100% right. My dad doesnt love me for what I do for him, he loves me for simply being, for existing, and smiling every day.&lt;br /&gt;When I see that, I think wow Daddy is human and is still able to do all this, how much more so GOD. I would crawl into a cave and cover myself up if I ever brought shame and disappointed my earthly father, how much more so GOD. My father provided for me, but there is only so much He can do, He cant give me air to breathe, He cant control the germs that are in the air or carry me on his shoulders forever, he cant fulfill ALL my hearts desires but GOD alone can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madly in love with you&lt;br /&gt;you you you ALL you&lt;br /&gt;GOD is madly in love with me, with you...&lt;br /&gt;the thought of you hurting just breaks His heart&lt;br /&gt;It is His will for you to smile and see the abundance that He has given you as Jehovah Jireh.&lt;br /&gt;His will for you to claim the victory He fought hard and long for you as Jehovah Nissi&lt;br /&gt;To clothe yourself in the garments of righteousness that only Jehovah Tsikhenu can give you&lt;br /&gt;To let the peace from Jehovah Salom dwell in you so you do not worry about anything&lt;br /&gt;The many names of God, He wants to be everything to you, to give you everything, to lift you on His shoulders, to give you piggy back rides of fun ALL day. What is it that you desire? wisdom? understanding? peace? wealth? life? soul mate? new car? debts paid? nothing that is important to you is insignificant in His eyes, only remember that He is GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2007 I realized loving GOD wasnt enough, in 2008 I decided I have no other choice but to be Madly in love with Him. He is already taking me on a ride of my life, placing things in my path, letting me meet others who are so crazy about Him, letting me see the signs and wonders that Jesus performed manifesting itself as a reality in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll give you the master key to life (the abundant LIFE) if you give Him the master key to your heart and fall madly in love with Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-6071770356037017226?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6071770356037017226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=6071770356037017226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/6071770356037017226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/6071770356037017226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2008/01/he-got-me-going-gooo-goo-gaaa-gaaa.html' title='He got me going gooo goo gaaa gaaa'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-1167714067660849210</id><published>2007-09-16T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T00:37:03.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 days in Heaven'/><title type='text'>I died and went to Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.podcastshow.com/images/bryce/bryce_large/stairway_to_heaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.podcastshow.com/images/bryce/bryce_large/stairway_to_heaven.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;If you had just 7 days in Heaven, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;what questions would you ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;who would you want to see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;what happens when you realize the one you thought would be there isnt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;As you enter God's Big House, what thoughts would fill your mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;What would you say as you watched your loved ones from above?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;What would be your 1st request?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;So many questions, and you arent alone, many times I've wondered about Heaven, and mostly it was to escape a certain problem I was facing at the moment, thinking in Heaven it wont be like this, like would be "so much easier". That was till I realized that I've 365/366 days a yr in Heaven everyday here on earth! Crazy you are probably thinking, how can we find Heaven when there is so much negativity and craziness in this world, where poverty, disease, war and crime all reign supreme. Yes my dear friends, in the midst of all that, Heaven still exists, and thats because Heaven lies within you. We all believe God=Heaven right? So what happens when you invite Him in, and He takes off His shoes, and gets comfy in your soul, and makes His bed. We know the phrase "Home is where the heart is". So if you bring Him into your heart, and He makes it His home, then it makes sense that its Heaven right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Really think about it, you really dont have to wait till eternity to ask all the questions you would in Heaven. You can start today, spill your guts out to Him, your worries, concerns, your fears. In the midst of the chaos that exist in this world, you can be in Heaven wherever you go. You can be at peace, you can find joy, love, wealth all within because you are in Heaven. My friends say I smile too much, many wonder why I can still laugh when I'm standing in a burning flame sometimes, but one thing they dont understand is that yes it hurts, yes it burns but only for a sec because then I remember exactly where I am in...HEAVEN, and then I join the angels in singing and rejoicing and praising His name. I bring out Heaven and I experience all the joys and heavenly promises here on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;David said it best in Psalm 27: 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;"I am still confident of this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;I will see the goodness of the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;in the land of the living."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Your 7 days in Heaven starts today, and continues every week, but 1st have you invited Him in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-1167714067660849210?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1167714067660849210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=1167714067660849210&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/1167714067660849210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/1167714067660849210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-died-and-went-to-heaven.html' title='I died and went to Heaven'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-606828846276029279</id><published>2007-08-26T12:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T12:58:02.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slave'/><title type='text'>Today I became a slave...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;oday I became a slave…a slave to Christ. I became born again at the age of 11, though I never really understood the true meaning till my later teen yrs, infact I think I did it multiple times over the years before it really sunk in and even then I never surrendered 100% to Christ, on some days it was 85%, sometimes 95% and I’m sure even sometimes barely 70% (in my eyes, to God it was probably 5%), but today I know even 99% is not enough. My body is His temple, so I will not abuse it or put it through any harm. My mouth speaks to His glory so I will not defile His name by letting anything spill out of it. Today I gladly give up the world’s “freedom” for Christ’s shackles. I lay myself down for Him to use to fulfill His purpose for my life. I will not try to force anything, or fight a losing battle, I will make it a daily battle and remember to raise up my hands and surrender. He loved me first, He loved me before my parents even knew I existed, He knows my finish line before I even decided to run the race, so I give up…God you win, I give up! I am on day 10 of the purpose driven life and in the past week, I feel renewed, my soul is lifted and I feel that feeling inside that happens when you are in love, that tingling within when you miss the person, when you want to be in their presence. I’m in love with God and it has me excited, I know that the blessings He has in store for me in my life are tremendous and that it is more than I can. Paul knew this all too well for 1 Corinthians 2:9 says “Eyes have not seen, ears have not heard, no mind has conceived, what God has prepared for those who love Him”. Ephesians &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="20" hour="15"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;3:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt; also says God is able to do exceedingly more than we can ever ask or imagine.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;oday I told God that if there is any problem or negative situation that has to happen in order for Him to fulfill His glory and purpose in my life, He should not take it away! Even the situation I am going through now, I thank God for the trials and tribulations of recent times because I know it is done to fulfill your purpose in my life. For it is written in 1 Peter 1: 6-7 and I know that all this is happening so that my faith which is worth more than gold may be proven genuine and may result in praise, glory and honor to God. I know He is smiling as He is seeing as I am handling it, as my faith is going through the fire, He is pleased with me, and that gives me great joy because it means I am on the right path towards the fulfillment of His purpose for my life. To you reading, I say let go, and let Him take control, it is obvious that your own efforts are in vain, you shed tears every night, you are hurting to no avail, so go ahead and give up, He’s just waiting. If you had been jobless for years and I tell you I have an open well-paying position in my company and all you have to do is fill out the application and turn in your resume and you’ll get the job, will you do it, or will you tell me, the owner of the company “No I don’t trust you, I will not apply”. Sounds silly doesn’t it?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;If you need further confirmation, before you sleep tonight, ask Him to reveal Himself to you. If you doubt that He is God, if you doubt that He created the heavens and earth and everything within, if you doubt that He is real, get on your knees and cry out to Him in faith.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Lord, I am hopeless and weak, you said you take glory in our weakness because it is then that your mighty power is revealed. Show yourself strong, I need to hear from you, I want to hear from you. I know I have tried, but my best is not enough, so I give it to you, I confess my sins so mold me into your miracle. When I awake I want to be a new person in you, I want supernatural encounters to happen in my life starting today.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Ask Him in faith, and I guarantee you even the blessings of that next day will be a start of your testimonies of Him working in your life. I can confidently say that if after you do that, He doesn’t respond, go ahead and discredit everything I have written. Yes I am that confident in just how great and mighty He is like that. He loves you completely, and wants to bless you like He did Noah. He is THE reason and the best CEO. Even as I go through the fire right now, I cannot wait to see the end results. I am like a shareholder eager to see my company release its end of the year report! Only this time around, my company is owned by the Big and the Strong, the Powerful and the Great…God! To think I never invested a dime in the company, He did the work for me and you by investing His son. You own shares too, when I picked up my share certificates, I saw yours with your name on it, all that is waiting is for you to claim it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;“I die everyday” (1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; Corinthians &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="31" hour="15"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;15:31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;), at the break of each dawn, I will take up the cross and follow because it is the best way I can thank my God!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-606828846276029279?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/606828846276029279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=606828846276029279&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/606828846276029279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/606828846276029279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-i-became-slave.html' title='Today I became a slave...'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-6623703572495087908</id><published>2007-08-13T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T16:06:10.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough times, but victory is mine</title><content type='html'>Like many others, I have encountered challenging and trying moments especially recently, but I am thankful because my faith has grown, and is at the level where even I feel now that I can walk on water. Though I have to be careful and not be like Peter and have doubts, least I start to sink. (Matthew 14)&lt;br /&gt;I realize the power I have in me, and the authority God has given me through Christ Jesus (Luke 10:19), and Psalms 91 shows me that nothing can harm me. Like David, I can now face my Goliaths daily knowing that God has gone ahead of me and fought and won the battle for me. I call things that arent as though they are because that proves the existence of my faith. I pray without ceasing because 2 Thessalonians tells me to, and being a child of God, I've my garment of righteousness, and James 5 says that the prayer of a righteous man is powerful and effective.  So like Job I decree what I want(Job 22:28) here on earth and it is written in the books in heaven!!! Yes now that is Faith and the power I have in my God, and which you have to if only you can believe! When I pray I know I will have what I want (Mark 11:24) because God has good plans for me (Jeremiah 29:11), so I continue to read His word daily because there is life in it, and it fuels my soul, and because faith comes by hearing and hearing comes from the Word! Today I am a stronger woman of faith than I was yesterday so I get even closer to seeing His glory and miracles take effect in my life!&lt;br /&gt;There is fire burning around me but I'm dancing like David, happy and content because in due time, my harvest season will be here and others will understand the real reason for my "madness"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-6623703572495087908?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6623703572495087908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=6623703572495087908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/6623703572495087908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/6623703572495087908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2007/08/tough-times-but-victory-is-mine.html' title='Tough times, but victory is mine'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-7407604218856157084</id><published>2007-05-12T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T15:34:18.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The key ingredients to success</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I stumbled across Proverbs 31 and I found out everything I ever need to know as a woman. If I ever accomplish even half of that, my husband will be proud to call me his wife and my children will speak volumes about their great mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to another point, do you really know who you are, can you really say that? What is your blueprint in life, what are your guiding principles, do you ever think you will be able to follow them successfully?&lt;br /&gt;What is your passion? what is the source of your passion? What is the fuel for that passion? In what ways do you recharge that passion?&lt;br /&gt;What is your vision in life? when you look in the mirror what do you see?  are you truly happy with what you see?&lt;br /&gt;Do you have the wisdom needed to fully comprehend that which u see?&lt;br /&gt;Look deeper again in that mirror, picture yourself in another yr, 3yrs, 5yrs, 10yrs, what should be your reflection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can successfully answer these questions, you are steps ahead from most.&lt;br /&gt;As for me, my faith and hope makes me whole. My blueprint in life is the Bible, my guiding principles stem from that. My passion is to find and do God's purpose for my life, my source is His Holy Spirit within me, which directs my daily steps. I'm only human, and exist in my external environment, when I get tired, and society tries to interfere, I turn back to my source, and humbly plead for His strength. My vision is to do what I can to acknowledge His name. I am on my way to becoming a physician, and will only serve as a medium so that others can praise His name, and see that He is good. When I look in the mirror, I dont see myself, I see the woman He has called me to be, and I am happy. With each passing min, I get closer to being that woman, the one that others call supernatural, the one who appears to the worldly mind as High and Mighty. Everyday I pray that He enables me to see the ability of that spiritual wisdom which He has given to me.&lt;br /&gt;Dont let life catch you running around aimlessly, the world will catch up with you. I create my own world within that which I live in. By doing that, I get to enjoy the goodness of God even in the land of the living. I will be that woman who you look up to and wonder, how did she do it? and I will tell you 3,5,10yrs down the line, exactly what I am telling you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion&lt;br /&gt;Vision&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Faith&lt;br /&gt;Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the key ingredients for success in life. I like free stuff, we all do! (naija people, shey who no like awoof!), so I get all mine from that Rich Man upstairs who remains the greatest philanthropist of all times! Better go get yours!&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/932081801596017707-7407604218856157084?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7407604218856157084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=7407604218856157084&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/7407604218856157084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/7407604218856157084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2007/05/key-ingredients-to-success.html' title='The key ingredients to success'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-5043407636540863532</id><published>2007-04-16T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T20:00:12.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear be gone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Jeremiah 1:8-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Do not be afraid of them, for I am with you to deliver you, says the LORD."&lt;br /&gt;Then the LORD put out his hand and touched my mouth; and the LORD said to me,       "Now I have put my words in your mouth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love this verse, it speaks volume, and in an instant, the water hose comes out and the fire is extinguished.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What does it mean to you to be afraid?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you give fear more credit than you need to?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-5043407636540863532?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5043407636540863532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=5043407636540863532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/5043407636540863532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/5043407636540863532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2007/04/fear-be-gone.html' title='Fear be gone!'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-6696693958852168964</id><published>2007-04-03T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T22:51:08.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/karate-nunchucks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/karate-nunchucks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;These were some inspirational words that were passed  onto me, the gong of truth is resounding in my ear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1) Life is a Martial Art. Pick your style. It's not a team sport. It may seem so, but when you enter the arena and take your fighting stance you are alone, just like at birth. And when the dance is done, you will leave the stage, alone! The "crowd", if you even have one, may cheer, cry, boo, applaud. They may be silent, they may stand up and walkout. They may be only one person or a stadium. There may be nobody. But, life is not a team sport, the crowd as any professional athlete must be tuned out, and when you're done, you're on your own. (CN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2) "Work as if even God can't help you and when you're done, work some more. When you have nothing left, pray as if God is the only that CAN help you, when you're done pray some more. When you have nothing left, either way, settle down and enjoy the outcome, even if it's not what you expected, it's always what you deserve."  (CN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Questions to ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Have you picked your own style?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Do you know how to pray an effective prayer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-6696693958852168964?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6696693958852168964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=6696693958852168964&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/6696693958852168964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/6696693958852168964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-is-life.html' title='What is life?'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-5017123842748407789</id><published>2007-03-18T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T20:50:01.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love letter'/><title type='text'>A love letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/JAG/03-PS18-4%7EJourney-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/JAG/03-PS18-4%7EJourney-Posters.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This letter was spurred by random thoughts, and while this isnt written to any one in particular, it is for him that will appear when the time is right. So I've chosen to write this down in anticipation of that. God willing someday I'll get to pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;This is something I've always wanted to do, and it will be a collection. This is part 1&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear, though my eyes have not been graced with your beauty, I know you are here. The Artist is still working on  His masterpiece and will reveal His work to you in due time. There are some stray marks that need to be erased and my radiance though bright, needs some added sparkle. I think of you and I smile, because I can imagine you, the treasure hunter in search of his prized diamond. Hidden among the rest, my beauty catches your eyes as you reach forth and grab in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look in my eyes, and see that gem created by the man above, stare deeper, and catch a peek of his wondrous works, close your eyes and see Heaven. Our souls make that connection, the reunion of what is precious, yet few. The electricity creating jolts, the currents racing rapidly lighting our paths as we journey together through life. I stand on your right as your lover, your woman, your friend, urging you on triumphantly. Each tear drop a symbol of my commitment to our love, each drop a symbol to that which is true. As you hurt, the pangs of pain tear through within as I hold you close so that you are reminded that my love is yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night as I look up towards Him that creates miracles, I smile, ever so grateful, reminded of my lifetime blessing in you. My path, our path of life...as I stumble, you pick me up, kissing my bruises and we journey on towards the everlasting light. I remain on your right.&lt;br /&gt;This is for you my love&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;Your virtuous woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) God's child&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-5017123842748407789?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5017123842748407789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=5017123842748407789&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/5017123842748407789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/5017123842748407789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-letter.html' title='A love letter'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-5178627951607347298</id><published>2007-03-14T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T19:32:41.054-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gloom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark day'/><title type='text'>Let His Light shine</title><content type='html'>Through trials and tribulations,&lt;br /&gt;Let His light shine.&lt;br /&gt;When men scorn you,&lt;br /&gt;and clear path turns dusty,&lt;br /&gt;when the clouds appear&lt;br /&gt;and the thunder resounds clear,&lt;br /&gt;when the drops start to fall,&lt;br /&gt;and you've shed your last one,&lt;br /&gt;Let His light shine.&lt;br /&gt;For only He knows&lt;br /&gt;the whys, whynots and tomorrows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-5178627951607347298?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5178627951607347298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=5178627951607347298&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/5178627951607347298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/5178627951607347298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2007/03/let-his-light-shine.html' title='Let His Light shine'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-2358865961904601601</id><published>2007-03-12T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T22:11:29.026-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glory of God'/><title type='text'>My special power</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Then Jesus said, "Did I not tell you that if you believed, you would see the glory of God? So they took way the stone. Then Jesus looked up and said, "Father, I thank you that you heard me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 11...The story of Lazarus, this was Jesus talking to Martha his sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you believe in God, you become a force to be reckon with. You posses the power to make things happen by faith. The power within, that of the Holy Spirit that is able to raise the dead, and heal the sick is in you. Jesus said in Mark 11:22, "Have faith in God" He went on to say that whomsoever desires anything, if when they pray for it, they believe they have received it, they shall have it. This is the power to move mountains, to make streams appear in the desert, the power to create miracles in your lives and those of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power&lt;br /&gt;power in the Word,&lt;br /&gt;because He is the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power&lt;br /&gt;power in His name,&lt;br /&gt;because He is the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power&lt;br /&gt;power within me,&lt;br /&gt;because I am in He.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats power! For that I thank you Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-2358865961904601601?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2358865961904601601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=2358865961904601601&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/2358865961904601601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/2358865961904601601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-special-power.html' title='My special power'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-3063917071873687271</id><published>2007-03-11T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T17:05:22.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say MY name!</title><content type='html'>The power in the name,&lt;br /&gt;that precious name,&lt;br /&gt;that uplifting name,&lt;br /&gt;that brings magnificent glory.&lt;br /&gt;It is mine, ALL mine,&lt;br /&gt;Clark Kent would envy me.&lt;br /&gt;For I can move mountains,&lt;br /&gt;I can bring healing,&lt;br /&gt;I exist in the supernatural,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in His righteousness,&lt;br /&gt;blessed in the mighty name of Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-3063917071873687271?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3063917071873687271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=3063917071873687271&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/3063917071873687271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/3063917071873687271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2007/03/say-my-name.html' title='Say MY name!'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-714770703204723606</id><published>2007-03-03T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T20:55:31.271-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believe'/><title type='text'>I believe</title><content type='html'>I believe&lt;br /&gt;because He believes in me.&lt;br /&gt;naysayers whisper,&lt;br /&gt;friends wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Yet my cup stays full,&lt;br /&gt;over flowing in the desert,&lt;br /&gt;invoking a mystery for many.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes my faith waivers,&lt;br /&gt;I am only human afterall but&lt;br /&gt;my manna reminds me&lt;br /&gt;and my joyous tears tell my story.&lt;br /&gt;I believe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-714770703204723606?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/714770703204723606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=714770703204723606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/714770703204723606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/714770703204723606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-believe.html' title='I believe'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-2938330023888180606</id><published>2007-03-03T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T16:50:15.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear</title><content type='html'>That parasite that leaches on,&lt;br /&gt;sucking every drop that flows&lt;br /&gt;through these veins.&lt;br /&gt;Ready to get comfy and take over?&lt;br /&gt;not in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;You had your sec now be gone!&lt;br /&gt;My AK47 is nice and ready...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-2938330023888180606?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2938330023888180606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=2938330023888180606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/2938330023888180606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/2938330023888180606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2007/03/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-9136580921374764073</id><published>2007-02-26T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T19:33:56.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can dream too</title><content type='html'>I dream&lt;br /&gt;not because of what I have,&lt;br /&gt;or who I will be,&lt;br /&gt;but because of what I was,&lt;br /&gt;and who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) God's child&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-9136580921374764073?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9136580921374764073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=9136580921374764073&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/9136580921374764073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/9136580921374764073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-can-dream-too.html' title='You can dream too'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-97663074501835705</id><published>2007-02-26T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T19:34:35.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It calls my name</title><content type='html'>I hear it&lt;br /&gt;even as it calls my name.&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and if you reach forth,&lt;br /&gt;you might be able to catch it.&lt;br /&gt;The longing is enough for now&lt;br /&gt;maybe another day,&lt;br /&gt;marinated happiness tastes better anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) God's child&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-97663074501835705?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/97663074501835705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=97663074501835705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/97663074501835705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/97663074501835705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-calls-my-name.html' title='It calls my name'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-8641010700539939620</id><published>2007-02-24T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T09:45:55.108-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My journey'/><title type='text'>I fly...</title><content type='html'>I fly to an unknown destination&lt;br /&gt;a journey of many tomorrows.&lt;br /&gt;I soar, feeling my body being lifted up.&lt;br /&gt;He guides, I follow&lt;br /&gt;sometimes attempting to push the clouds&lt;br /&gt;till it pushes me and I drop and the ground my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;I shed a tear, and He smiles.&lt;br /&gt;Bandaids are a child's bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned? maybe so maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;He lifts me up again this time my wings are experienced,&lt;br /&gt;they spread out far and wide,&lt;br /&gt;the wind calls my name, it knows who I am.&lt;br /&gt;It knows I'm blessed, and I smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) God's child&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-8641010700539939620?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8641010700539939620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=8641010700539939620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/8641010700539939620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/8641010700539939620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-fly.html' title='I fly...'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-932081801596017707.post-4225576213086372886</id><published>2007-02-24T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T09:47:31.989-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My strength'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>I am thirsty...</title><content type='html'>Thirsty for faith, growth and love.&lt;br /&gt;for miracles and possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;as my knees touch the ground&lt;br /&gt;and my eyes look upwards&lt;br /&gt;from where I draw my strength,&lt;br /&gt;I smile...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can ever go wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;and I truly believe that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He who dwells in the shelter of the most High, shall rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress, my God in whom I trust"--Psalm 91&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile, and my soul feels warm within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) God's child&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/932081801596017707-4225576213086372886?l=wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4225576213086372886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=932081801596017707&amp;postID=4225576213086372886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/4225576213086372886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/932081801596017707/posts/default/4225576213086372886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wisdom4dasoul.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-thirsty.html' title='I am thirsty...'/><author><name>God's child</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12772222963988397221</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
