<?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:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083</id><updated>2010-04-30T03:44:53.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COF Devotionals</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/devotionals.php'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/atom.xml'/><author><name>Webmaster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12939312146890111293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>293</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-4919482691558122513</id><published>2010-04-30T03:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T03:44:53.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geri Hoggard'/><title type='text'>Planting of the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not wither; and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper. Psalms 1:3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;During my morning quiet time, the Lord directed my attention to some large pine trees outside. The entire landscape is changing with spring upon us. The grass lush green, the azalea's deep coral, the Japanese walnut full of purple flowers. All bringing forth new life as expected with spring.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Pine trees on the other hand are evergreens, so there really is no expectation with this particular tree. However, I gazed upward and noticed numerous new structural growths appearing. Silent internal growth was manifesting in the natural with tender shoots all facing heaven.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;It occurred to me as Christians there is an expectation as well. We are to represent Christ, and live a life that brings honor to our King. We desire beautiful growth as seen in spring with new life. Yet, we are to be as the evergreens; steadfast, flourishing, showing abundant life. To experience structural Christian growth, takes time and costs much. It requires time in the presence of the King. Spending time in the Word of God, prayer and pressing in for more from the Lord. It is during our quiet time with the Father that our internal structure develops, matures and eventually sends forth new structural growth. Yes, as seasoned women of God we can still grow, we maintain the evergreen status and still send forth new shoots.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;As a Christian of many years, I have longed for a sweet spirit. I know several mighty women of God, who have a sweet spirit in the Lord; it is evident the moment they speak. This spirit is heard in their voice, it's on their countenance and seen in the way they carry themselves. These women are anointed of God. It didn't just happen; rather it is a direct result of time spent with the Lord. The scripture tells us we shall be like a tree planted by rivers of water, bringing forth fruit in our season. As evergreens do not wither, so are we to continually bring forth good fruit. The way to strengthen your walk and produce more fruit is to spend time with the King.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;There is no substitute in Christian growth to spending time with the Lord. You gain more spiritual insight, clarity of scripture, and a deeper spiritual sensitivity if we drink from the "rivers of water" as the Psalmist states. Our rivers of water, the word of God, the Holy Spirit and access to the throne room through prayer. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I am continuing to press in for a sweet spirit. This would be structural change in my spirit. I'm certainly not where I want to be. However, I have seen changes in my attitude and my love for others, all natural manifestations of what's taking place internally.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father, I thank you for changing my spirit to be more like you. I ask you to search my inner man and where flesh needs to be removed bring this to my mind. I long to be more like you, change me and sustain me as I wait on you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Geri Hoggard&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/7572737779060105083-4919482691558122513?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/4919482691558122513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=4919482691558122513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/4919482691558122513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/4919482691558122513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/04/planting-of-lord_30.html' title='Planting of the Lord'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-8536004012277013238</id><published>2010-04-29T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T00:01:08.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Hostetler'/><title type='text'>Remember How You Got There</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="Title" content=""&gt; 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	margin-top:0in; 	margin-right:0in; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	margin-left:0in; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:Calibri;} p.MsoBodyText, li.MsoBodyText, div.MsoBodyText 	{margin-top:0in; 	margin-right:0in; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	margin-left:0in; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I will remember the deeds of the LORD; yes, I will remember your miracles of long ago.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will meditate on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all your works and consider all your mighty deeds&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Psalms 77:11-12 (NIV)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have you ever been riding in the car with a group of people and got to the destination having no idea how you got there. I seem to get too distracted by the conversation in the car to pay attention to which roads we took to get us there, usually only the driver knows how to get back home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Life can be very similar. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When driving, you have to be alert, paying attention, and watchful for danger.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Christian life is so similar; we need to be alert, and paying attention to those around us. If we are always focused on our own life, no one will ever feel the love of Christ from our lives. So many people in this world are hurting, and desperate for someone to just take notice of them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You also have to keep watch for danger, keeping yourself and everyone in and out of the vehicle safe.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;1Peter 5:8 says, &lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Be self-controlled and alert. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour. (NIV) In the Christian walk danger is in every turn, if we are not cautious we could be headed down a dangerous path. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We must also follow the road signs when driving, if we do not, we will either wreck or be lost. God is ready and willing to show us which direction is his will in our life. However we have to follow his signs, by reading the Bible and spending time alone with him. Pray for peace in your heart for right decisions and pray that the Spirit will let you know of any changes that need to be made in your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Remembering what God has done in the past is essential. We are human and we forget entirely to quickly. Take the Israelites for example, they cried out to God asking to set them free from captivity, and he did. They walked on the dry ground of the red sea with the walls of its water surrounding them. They ate the manna and quail from heaven. They followed God in a cloud by day, and a pillar of fire by night. Yet, as soon as Moses went up on the mountain with God, they got tired of waiting and constructed a golden calf to worship instead of the God whom they had experienced such rescue, provision, and guidance with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look back on your life and remember all that God has done in your life. Keep a journal or do something special to be used as a reminder of the great God we have. If we live each day with the perspective of remembering what God has done, we will not fail to shine and be a light to all the hurting in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you Father for all you have done in our lives. You never cease to amaze us! Help us to pay attention, stay alert, and remember where we have come from. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah Hostetler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572737779060105083-8536004012277013238?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/8536004012277013238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=8536004012277013238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/8536004012277013238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/8536004012277013238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/04/remember-how-you-got-there.html' title='Remember How You Got There'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-2197135534836070233</id><published>2010-04-28T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T04:11:44.664-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marty Girardier'/><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="Title" content=""&gt; 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	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:Calibri;} table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;And be kind to one another,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;tender-hearted, forgiving each other, just as God in Christ also has forgiven you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ephesians 4:32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Asking someone for forgiveness, when you know you are wrong, is a hard thing to do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We have all had times in our lives when we know, without a shadow of a doubt, we messed up and the only way to true restoration is to ask for forgiveness.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we come to Christ with a child like, humble heart, asking Him to forgive us of our sins, Christ never turns His back, pouts, or gives us the silent treatment in return.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He does not hold a grudge for what we did to Him on Calvary.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He simply prayed for each of us “Father forgive them for they do not know what they are doing” Matthew 23:34.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He graciously forgives us and restores us with His loving tender mercy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today as you walk with Christ how will you respond to those who may need to be forgiven?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Will you turn your back, give the silent treatment, or will you, like Christ, graciously be kind and tender-hearted toward those who have offended you?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the flip side, you may be having one of those days where nothing is going right and you are constantly saying or doing the wrong thing.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Forgiveness needs to come your way and you pray to the Father for those whom you have offended, to be gracious, kind and merciful toward you. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A kind, tender-hearted person that forgives as Christ forgave is a person that reflects Christ to others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Show off Christ today by reflecting His heart to others and forgive as He forgave.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heavenly Father, I pray that my heart will be a reflection of you today.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to graciously forgive those who may offend me today and in return may those I offend graciously forgive me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In Jesus Name, Amen!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Marty Girardier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572737779060105083-2197135534836070233?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/2197135534836070233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=2197135534836070233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/2197135534836070233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/2197135534836070233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/04/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-5176636147461386537</id><published>2010-04-26T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T09:38:32.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janet Stutzman'/><title type='text'>Walk Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="Title" content=""&gt; 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	margin-top:0in; 	margin-right:0in; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	margin-left:0in; 	text-align:center; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:Calibri;} table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So shall I keep Your law continually, forever and ever, and I will walk at liberty, for I seek Your precepts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Psalm 119:44-45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;The rule had been the same for his sisters; no dating in high school.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There were many conversations and attempted rule breaking debates.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His parents remained firm.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, at eighteen, a high school graduate and freshman on a college campus, the rule no longer applied.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Freedom to date!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After looking over the field of single young ladies, a special one had been chosen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thanksgiving break meant separation after only three weeks of dating.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The mother of this young man chuckled as she told the story of her conversation with this young son before he returned to college.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He admitted, after detailing the wonderful points of dating, he now had more rules and responsibilities and much less freedom.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There was a new sense of understanding the responsibilities in a dating relationship, and the purpose of the rule really did reflected the heart of his parents.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;It is human nature to be caught up in the bondage of following the letters of the law.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When there are boundaries, it is easy to respond to the limitations and complain about the opportunities that are withheld.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Satan is ready to accuse and shower feelings of guilt and unworthiness.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The truth of the Word of God becomes a book of rules and restrictions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;David experienced the joys of obedience to God and the consequences of sin in his life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Through these experiences, he came to understand the heart of God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The rules and commandments David was exposed to were not there to inhibit or restrain, they were there to protect and provide a path of freedom to be what God created him to be.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In Psalm 119:30 David says &lt;i&gt;I have chosen the way of truth; Your judgements I have laid before me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;He understood there are less consequences and regrets in life when one purposely chooses the way of truth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In verse 35 he says he delights in walking in God's commandments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;The dating rule was designed to allow a period of maturity before the young son entered into dating relationships.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The commandments and principles in the Bible teach us freedom from sin and the resulting oppressive guilt that surely follows.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By living God's way - following His precepts, we gain strength to reject sin and freedom to fulfill God's plan for our lives.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We can delight and walk in liberty, just as David did.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord, continue to work in our hearts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;May we desire to be obedient and long to delight in your law.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thank you for your commandments and your love, and the freedom we have in You.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;Janet Stutzman&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572737779060105083-5176636147461386537?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/5176636147461386537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=5176636147461386537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/5176636147461386537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/5176636147461386537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/04/walk-free.html' title='Walk Free'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-4109384345921627225</id><published>2010-04-23T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T03:40:08.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay Heitsch'/><title type='text'>God Winks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Praise the Lord!  How wonderfully He showed his love for me...  Psalms 31:21  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Since it was getting close to Memorial Day I wanted to get the flowers planted at home, as well as at the cemetery. I knew I had bitten off more than I could chew, but I started out with enthusiasm. But my enthusiasm was in low gear by the time I had finished putting in the last of the flowers at the cemetery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hot and exhausted, I gathered up the sprinkling cans and started over to the water faucet. I was about half way there when I noticed a sign hanging on the handle. As I got closer I read, "Water available at the north end of the cemetery. Sorry for your inconvenience." I have no sense of direction, but it was clear; I wasn't at the "north end" of the cemetery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;With a super pail in one hand, and a sprinkling can in the other, I headed for my car. As I walked, I started to whine to the Lord about my situation. In jest I said, "Boy, it would sure be nice Lord, if someone would show up here with some water." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;As I was about to put the pail and sprinkling can in the car, a van drove up. A man got out with two sprinkling cans and a big smile. He looked at me and said, "Here I am at your service!" I stood there speechless. Since I wasn't responding the man said cheerfully, "Well, where do you want me to put this water?" With tears in my eyes I choked out the words, "Up on my son Todd's grave would be wonderful. Thank you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Today I was watching Joyce Meyer's "Enjoying Everyday Life" program. Joyce called these moments "Winks from God." I certainly felt that God had shown His love for me and had given me a wink and a smile that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Help us Father to recognize the "winks" you send our way each day.  Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572737779060105083-4109384345921627225?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/4109384345921627225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=4109384345921627225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/4109384345921627225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/4109384345921627225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/04/praise-lord-how-wonderfully-he-showed.html' title='God Winks'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-3957592493216558362</id><published>2010-04-21T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T03:30:23.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marty Girardier'/><title type='text'>Clean Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, my rock and my redeemer. Psalm 19:14&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Taking snapshots of our family, friends and relatives, mentally and physically, are memorable. When we recall how someone reacted to a surprise, a joke, or unexpected news it can sometimes bring a smile to our face when we think how they responded. Whether we were able to capture an actual physical photo or not, we have a mental picture that captured that moment in time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;When you give your heart to Christ everything that you do or think is exposed for Him to see. Negative words, jealousy, pride, rage, anger, private sessions on the computer are all snapshots of what God's sees. There are no closed doors when it comes to the matter of the heart. He sees and hears it all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Meditating upon God's word each day helps our hearts turn toward God so that our eyes are open to seeing our hearts as He sees them. When we take the time to confess our sins to the Lord our hearts are cleansed and the snapshot of God's love and forgiveness brings a smile to our face. We are restored, refreshed, renewed and acceptable in His sight.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Open the doors of your heart today and bring a smile to the Lord's face by giving Him a picture of a clean heart ready to serve and honor Him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Heavenly Father, cleanse my heart today. May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight, O Lord. In Jesus Name, Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Marty Girardier&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/7572737779060105083-3957592493216558362?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/3957592493216558362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=3957592493216558362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/3957592493216558362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/3957592493216558362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/04/clean-heart.html' title='Clean Heart'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-4930802387291530492</id><published>2010-04-20T06:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T06:15:29.099-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marty Girardier'/><title type='text'>Season of Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Yes, our natural lives will fade as grass does when it becomes all brown and dry. All our greatness is like a flower that droops and falls; But the Word of the Lord will last forever. And His message is the Good News that was preached to you. 1 Peter 1:24-25 (LNT)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;The season of spring is here! The fragrance of the freshly mowed lawn, the eye catching rainbow of blooming flowers and the sweet sounds of birds singing, while making their nests, has arrived. Spring naturally lifts our soul and puts a smile on our face as we smell, look and hear our surroundings.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Reading God's word, the Good News, can do the same thing for our soul. God's word is fresh, eye catching and sweet, just like the season of spring. The Good News empowers you to constantly grow like the green grass, have the beauty of a tall standing flower and the sweet song of a bird inside of you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;In a few months spring will fade away. The green grass will turn brown from the heat of summer, flowers will droop and birds will fly away from the nests. But God's word lasts forever. It constantly refreshes and springs forth a season of renewal that will never become brown, droopy or dry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Purposely walk through this season of spring taking the time to read God's word each day. Allow the Good News, to penetrate your heart so that your seasons in life will always have the fragrance, sight and sound of the season of spring.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Heavenly Father, thank you for the season of spring. Renew my soul with your living word today so that I may always have the season of spring in my heart. In Jesus Name, Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Marty Girardier&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/7572737779060105083-4930802387291530492?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/4930802387291530492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=4930802387291530492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/4930802387291530492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/4930802387291530492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/04/season-of-spring.html' title='Season of Spring'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-2847035966170403730</id><published>2010-04-19T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T03:44:09.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janet Stutzman'/><title type='text'>Good Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As for God, his way is perfect; the word of the Lord is proven; He is a shield to all who trust in Him. Psalm 18:30 (NKJV)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am glad that I paid so little attention to good advice; had I abided by it I might have been saved from some of my most valuable mistakes. -&lt;i&gt;Edna St. Vincent Millay&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Advice is never hard to find. After all, it is really asking for someone's opinion; something everyone is ready to give. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;In Ruth chapter 1, Naomi is a widow and her two sons had recently died and left behind their wives. Naomi was in a foreign land and wished to return to Israel, her homeland. She encouraged her daughters-in-law, Ruth and Orpah, to remain in Moab, where they were born, and start their lives over again. Naomi thought it more likely they would find a husband if they remained in their homeland, even though it would add hardship to her life. She understood the culture and knew there were no other sons to marry them and provide for them. Her advice was very practical and she acted very selfless, only considering the needs of the daughters-in-law whom she loved.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Orpah chose to stay in Moab, but Ruth could not leave Naomi. She had learned of the one true God. Their bond was faith in God and they shared a mutual commitment. She spoke to Naomi the very familiar phrase, &lt;i&gt;Wherever you go, I will go; and wherever you lodge, I will lodge; your people shall be my people, and your God, my God.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The story ends in chapter four with Boaz marrying Ruth, ending the tragedy and misfortune of the two women. The events in Ruth's life were a part of God's preparations for the births of David and of Jesus, the promised Messiah.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If Ruth had taken the advice of her mother-in-law and remained in Moab, one could only imagine what the results would have been. However, Ruth followed what was in her heart and chose to stay with Naomi, demonstrating her faith in the God of Israel.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Naomi's advice was not bad advice, but it was not God's plan. When seeking good advice, look for trusted friends and family who demonstrate Godly character. It is wise to listen, but know and do what God is leading. God's way is perfect, as was demonstrated in Ruth's life. His word is proven; He is our shield when we trust in Him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Lord, draw us so close to You that we fully trust what You are doing in our lives. We need to seek Your advice as we walk through each day. Thank You that You never leave us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Janet Stutzman&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/7572737779060105083-2847035966170403730?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/2847035966170403730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=2847035966170403730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/2847035966170403730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/2847035966170403730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/04/good-advice.html' title='Good Advice'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-8079796781924238293</id><published>2010-04-15T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T11:32:33.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marty Girardier'/><title type='text'>Productive Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might, for in the grave, where you are going, there is neither working nor planning, nor knowledge or wisdom.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ecclesiastes 9:10 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God's plan for each of us is to be productive and not have idle hands.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God created each of us with a specific purpose and plan so that our hands would yield good fruit for His kingdom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We all have times in our lives when our hands are unproductive.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Playing games on the computer, idle talking on the phone, countless hours of watching TV are just a few of the things that we all do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But when your hands are idle, do you ever sense the Holy Spirit nudging you to visit a sick friend, or write an encouraging card to someone, or phoning a friend or relative and praying with them about their needs?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you answered "Yes", that is because the Holy Spirit is prodding your hands to be about His business.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our hands were created in His image; therefore finding things to do that glorify Him is never a problem for the Holy Spirit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When the Holy Spirit speaks into your spirit about doing something for Him, do it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do it with all your might.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You will find that when your hands are productively about the Father's business, there is a harvest of good fruit constantly flowing from your hands to others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They see that the hand of the living God is no longer dead and in the grave but alive and well living within you and me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heavenly Father, may my hands be about your business today.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to have productive hands that will produce good fruit for your kingdom.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In Jesus Name, Amen!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Marty Girardier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572737779060105083-8079796781924238293?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/8079796781924238293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=8079796781924238293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/8079796781924238293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/8079796781924238293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/04/productive-hands.html' title='Productive Hands'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-196860824023223742</id><published>2010-04-14T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T00:01:03.791-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marty Girardier'/><title type='text'>Temple of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haven't you yet learned that your body is the home of the Holy Spirit God gave you, and that He lives within you? Your own body does not belong to you, For God has bought you with a price. So use every part of your body to give glory back to God, because He owns it. 1 Corinthians 6: 19-20 (LNT)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;To think that our body is the temple of God can be a little overwhelming. When I think of a temple, I think of a huge synagogue or a place of worship. A place that is reverent and holy with stained glass windows and endless rows of pews.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;When I look at myself in the mirror, I do not see the temple of God. With my natural eyes, I see that I need to loose several pounds, I am aging and my hair roots need to be touched up again. With my natural ears and mouth when I reflect about how I have periodically spoken to my husband or children, I do not recall myself as being the temple of God.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;But if I take the time to look at myself the way God sees me, which is the temple of God, my perception changes. Sitting before the Lord and worshipping Him with songs of adoration and praise along with reading His word, gives this temple of God a face lift each morning. My stained glass outlook about myself and others is now seen through the eyes of the Holy Father and not my own. The spirit that rests within me is more at peace, reverent, and holy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Jesus Christ paid the price on the cross, just so you and I could have the Holy Spirit dwell within us for all eternity. Give God glory for the temple of worship that He has created you to be by looking at yourself through His eyes and not your own.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Heavenly Father, thank you for the dwelling of the Holy Spirit that lives within me. I pray that as your temple, I will bring you glory and honor today. In Jesus Name, Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Marty Girardier&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/7572737779060105083-196860824023223742?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/196860824023223742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=196860824023223742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/196860824023223742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/196860824023223742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/04/temple-of-god.html' title='Temple of God'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-2553906853681002743</id><published>2010-04-13T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T04:32:03.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janet Stutzman'/><title type='text'>The Four Soils</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="Title" content=""&gt; 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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;Spring always brings out the gardeners.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The gardener pulls the old straggly weeds and plants from the soil and begins to work up the ground, hardened from winter. As the soil is turned it loosens, and the chunks of dirt turn into soft and fertile ground.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A little mulch is added, the seeds are planted, and the beginning process for a healthy crop is completed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;Spring is the time of year when the parable of the four seeds may make a little more sense.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus spoke in parables to convey spiritual truth through a series of everyday objects and relationships.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Matthew 13:3-9 tells us about the sower; the one who planted the crop.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are four varieties of soil depicted here as he sowed.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;The way-side is the trampled, hard-packed path through the field.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There, the seed will not find root, and the birds are likely to snatch the seeds.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The second category is called stony places, a shallow layer of soil on top of a rock ledge.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here, the thin crust would warm quickly and cause the seed to sprout instantly but without adequate roots or moisture.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The sun will scorch this crop and it will wither away.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The third group of seeds fell among the thorns which had not been removed, and the wild growth choked out the crop.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The good ground represents well-plowed and prepared soil capable of producing a large crop.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;These four types of soil represent different responses to God's message.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everyone is in a diverse state of readiness and understanding and each will respond differently.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some may be hardened, trampled by the world and hurt by ones who profess to believe the gospel.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Others may be shallow in their faith.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They may receive the message of the gospel outwardly with enthusiasm and excitement, but there is no spiritual root and their joy withers away when trials enter their life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The one who is among the thorns never really separated from his past of worldliness and materialism.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The gospel is choked out in this life and it never bears the fruit of salvation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The one who received the seed in the good ground is the one who both heard and understood the word.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This life bears fruit and there is evidence of true conversion.&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;Parables compel us to discover the truth, yet there may be those who are too hardened or apathetic to really see it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To those who are earnestly searching, the truth becomes clear.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus said in verse 23 that spiritual fruit will vary in size, but He left no one the option of being His follower and producing no fruit at all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;How has God's Word taken root in your life?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What kind of soil are you? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord, We want to hear and understand Your word.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We give You praise for the fruit You produce in our lives as a result of obedience to You.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" align="left"&gt;Janet Stutzman&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572737779060105083-2553906853681002743?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/2553906853681002743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=2553906853681002743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/2553906853681002743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/2553906853681002743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/04/four-soils.html' title='The Four Soils'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-2589217928339062649</id><published>2010-04-08T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T05:11:07.604-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bruce Hamsher'/><title type='text'>The Burning Hut</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Now for a little while, you have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. These have come so that your faith may be proved genuine and may result in praise, glory and honor when Christ is revealed.    1 Peter 1:6-7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The only survivor of a shipwreck washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed and prayed for God to rescue him, but to no avail. He eventually built a little hut to sleep in and to protect him from the elements. One day after he was out looking for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, the smoke rolling up to the sky. The worst had happened! He was angry and in disbelief. Later that day, however, he saw a ship approaching the island, coming to rescue him. With excitement he splashed out into the water to meet his rescuers and shouted out "how'd you know I was here?" They replied, "we saw your smoke signal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to get discouraged when tragedy strikes. But never loose heart or hope. Remember this...the next time your little hut is burning to the ground, it just may be the very thing that will rescue you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lord, life can be so difficult sometimes. Just when we are about to give up and quit, something worse happens, but it is that, that rescues us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Teach us to trust You in everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;especially the tough times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Pastor Bruce Hamsher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572737779060105083-2589217928339062649?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/2589217928339062649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=2589217928339062649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/2589217928339062649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/2589217928339062649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/04/burning-hut.html' title='The Burning Hut'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-6427210419942207825</id><published>2010-04-07T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T05:14:40.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marty Girardier'/><title type='text'>Safety Net</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="Title" content=""&gt; 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	margin-top:0in; 	margin-right:0in; 	margin-bottom:10.0pt; 	margin-left:0in; 	line-height:115%; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:Calibri;} table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Come, follow me," Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; "and I will make you fishers of men."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At once they left their nets and followed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Matthew 4:19-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In 2008 God impressed on my heart that I  should write about how I had organized the food pantry at our church so that more people would be fed physically and spiritually.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I wrote the basic text of the book, I could sense the presence of the Lord by my side guiding each step as I recalled how it had been done for His glory.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By May 2009, I knew that the information that God gave me needed to go out so that others would be encouraged to begin or revitalize food pantry ministries.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As a first time author I also knew that I would probably need to choose a self publishing company that was reliable and had a good reputation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I was seeking God, one publishing company kept popping up, so I put out a fleece and God definitely showed me that this was the path for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My husband and I are not rich by any means; in fact, my husband is on Social Security disability for the rest of his life due to having had a seizure in 2005, which was a result of having had radiation to the brain in 2001.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are retired military and I am now at home as a full time care-taker for my husband.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our savings is limited but we did have enough to publish the book.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My hesitation with God was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"but what if"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; -- my husband was to get worse, or we need home repairs or one of us was in a car accident?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What would we do Lord?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That is when God took me to Matthew 4:19-20.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I read verse 20, "they left their nets and followed him;" God spoke into my spirit, the disciples nets were their lively hood, their security, and their way of living.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God was saying to me, you are looking at your savings as your safety net.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Place the money at my feet and allow me to be your safety net.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God was teaching me that my security rests in Him, not my savings account.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He wanted to be my soul provider just like He did so long ago for the disciples that left their nets to follow Him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In June 2009, I placed the check in the mail to the publishing company and in February 2010 the book is complete.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God has proven to be a faithful, rewarding, secure safety net that can be trusted beyond any savings account.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heavenly Father, help me to constantly look to you for my security and not my surrounding circumstance.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thank you for being my safety net.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Marty Girardier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572737779060105083-6427210419942207825?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/6427210419942207825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=6427210419942207825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/6427210419942207825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/6427210419942207825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/04/safety-net.html' title='Safety Net'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-1003150747891976877</id><published>2010-04-06T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T04:14:19.743-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeana Miller'/><title type='text'>Life Decisions and Answered Prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Keep on asking, and you will receive what you ask for.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Keep on seeking, and you will find.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Keep on knocking, and the door will be opened to you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Matthew 7:7 (NLT)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life is full of decisions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would say that decisions generally come in three sizes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They come in small, medium, and life-changing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not a day goes by that we can go without making some sort of decision.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We encounter&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; small &lt;/span&gt;decisions like, what to wear to work and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;medium&lt;/span&gt; decisions like deciding the best spot for your next family vacation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Generally, I think we can make these decisions easily on our own.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They really don't require too much thought.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So what about those&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; life-changing&lt;/span&gt; decisions?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Is our first thought to go to God and ask for guidance and wisdom?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or do we try to handle it on our own first?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Only when we realize that we can't do it on our own do we ask God for help.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I recently experienced one of these&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; life-changing &lt;/span&gt;decisions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And as if the decision itself wasn't big enough, it had to be made in a relatively short timeframe.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So with the holidays about over and the new year on the horizon, I was stressed to the max!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I froze.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn't know what to do, how to feel, or what to say.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I weighed the pros and cons for each direction that this decision could possibly take me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One direction was possibly an answer to a prayer that I had been praying the last couple of years.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The other looked like it could be God's future provision for my family.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn't know what to do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then I turned to God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The amazing part about this is that God already knew I would have to make this decision.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He had been preparing me for it long before I even knew it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He placed certain people and certain tools in my life at just the right time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When He gave these things to me, I had no idea how much I would need them in the very near future.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The time clock was ticking and I had less than a month to make a really big decision.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;An overwhelming feeling came over me that I could not shake.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I felt very inadequate and uncertain of my ability to make this decision.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then God reminded me of the gifts he had given me just three months prior.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God, a new friend and a devotional Bible were right there, waiting to be utilized.&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I began desperately praying that God would reveal His will to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That's when I found out just how true God really is to his word.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was amazing how my daily readings were telling me exactly what He wanted for my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My new friend was there to listen and to share a similar life experience with me and offer encouragement.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Through all this, God clearly showed me His will for my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He gave me a sense of peace and I knew I had made the right decision.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am in awe of how God truly worked in my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes my faith is so small and then God reveals himself in a very big way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am so thankful that in all his awesomeness that he cares enough to reach out to me in my time of need.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you are faced with a life-changing decision right now, I would encourage you to seek God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Go to him and ask for guidance and wisdom.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And once you've made your decision, pray for a sense of peace.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No matter what, God will love you, protect you, and provide for you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His plan is perfect and he does answer prayer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear Lord, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Thank you for your promises and I pray that we never forget how big and awesome you truly are.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Amen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jeana Miller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572737779060105083-1003150747891976877?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/1003150747891976877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=1003150747891976877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/1003150747891976877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/1003150747891976877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/04/life-decisions-and-answered-prayers.html' title='Life Decisions and Answered Prayers'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-1824752045711531150</id><published>2010-04-05T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T03:12:25.607-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janet Stutzman'/><title type='text'>Doubt: Don't Stop There</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;From that time, many of His disciples went back and walked with Him no more.  John 6:66  (NKJV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When I read this passage, I pictured Jesus walking the earth during my adolescent and young adult years, and wondered if I would have been one of the followers who left.  I had seen God working many times in our family's life and in the lives of friends and other believers.  But when faced with public scrutiny, would I believe and follow, or would I doubt and leave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The disciples who followed Jesus knew he was the son of Joseph and Mary and was a carpenter.  When Jesus began his ministry, many people were intrigued and joined the crowd who followed Him. I am sure, just like it would be in our culture, you were popular and people listened to you if you said you heard Jesus' teachings, saw the miracles, and were friends with Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;As the Jewish leaders began to question who Jesus said He was, it became apparent that it may not be so comfortable for you if were associated with Jesus, and the disciples began to doubt who Jesus  said He was.  Earlier in the chapter, verse 53, Jesus told them, Unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink His blood, you have no life in you.  They knew how God fed their forefathers with manna, physical bread, but their flesh died.  Jesus tried to tell them this true Bread will not let man die.  He explains this bread as His flesh and that His death will provide life for the world.  Then Jesus complicates the conversation more by saying they had to drink His blood; they were forbidden to drink blood.  Maybe for a moment they forgot the teaching in Leviticus 17:11 that says, For the life of the flesh is in the blood, and I have given it to you upon the altar to make atonement for your soul; for it is the blood that makes atonement for the soul.  As food and drink are offered to meet physical needs, so the flesh and blood of Christ are offered to meet spiritual needs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Faith enters here.  These disciples, followers, were offended by the thought of eating Christ's flesh and drinking His blood because it was a hard saying.   In order for them to have life beyond their physical existence they had to accept Jesus' words in verse 65, No one can come to Me unless it has been granted to him by My Father.  Jesus was asking them to take their relationship with Him to the next level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Easter is a season of reflection.  We don't always know or understand what God is doing in our lives or why He allows trials, but in faith we can trust that He has given us His flesh and His blood to have an eternal relationship with Him.  Do you feel Him drawing you to Himself?  If you are struggling with doubt and disbelief, or thinking about turning your back on Jesus, remember Thomas.  Jesus did not reject Thomas when he asked to touch the print of the nails on His hands and put his hand in Jesus' side.  Jesus said in John 20:27, Reach your finger here, and look at My hands; and reach your hand here, and put it into My side.  Do not be unbelieving, but believing.  Jesus understands our doubts.  He knows if we are searching for answers to strengthen our faith, or if we are being stubborn and immovable.  When you doubt, don't stop there.  Let your doubt deepen your faith as you continue to search for the answer.  Let your faith take you to the next level in your relationship with Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Lord, when we have doubts, thank you for understanding and offering your love and forgiveness.  Help us to search for Your answers in our lives and trust you with all our hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Janet Stutzman&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/7572737779060105083-1824752045711531150?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/1824752045711531150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=1824752045711531150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/1824752045711531150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/1824752045711531150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/04/doubt-dont-stop-there.html' title='Doubt: Don&apos;t Stop There'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-5192565815398073051</id><published>2010-04-02T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T04:09:29.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marlena Graves'/><title type='text'>A Hundred Times As Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I tell you the truth," Jesus replied, "no one who has left home or brothers or sisters or mother or father or children or fields for me and the gospel will fail to receive a hundred times as much in this present age (homes, brothers, sisters, mothers, children and fields-and with them, persecutions) and in the age to come, eternal life." Mark 10:29-30 (NIV)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;Some of us come from homes where we wilted instead of blossomed. Homes that sucked the life out of us and still do when we return for visits. Perhaps our parents were physically present, but for a variety of reasons, absent in their parental roles-leaving us to parent ourselves and our siblings. Just maybe we spent our painful childhoods and teenage years as outsiders, envying those from apparently healthy families. On our own. Wishing and praying that life would be different. Wishing we had a childhood. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;In the midst of the daily childhood and teenage pain injected into me by my familial circumstances, I used to question God about why he allowed me to be born into my particular family. I hungered for stable parents and stable circumstances. I wanted to know how to live. Often, I begged God to father and mother me.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;God answered my prayers. He has shown me how to live through Scripture, books and Christian radio, but most importantly, by providing me with a Christian family. Not only has he given me a wonderful husband and daughter, but he has sent me all sorts of fathers and mothers and sisters and brothers and children to show me how to live. Looking back throughout my life, I've noticed that at every stage, He has provided Christian mothers and fathers who have opened up their homes to me. I have places of refuge, places of rest where I can go. These are places of hospitality and love where if needed, I can head to for the holidays or anytime. I can call these saints and ask for advice and prayer knowing that I am cared for by a motherly and fatherly figure or a friend. With these, I can break down in tears, knowing that I'll receive comfort and understanding. They are generous spirits who bless me with the gift of their presence. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;So when I think of Mark 10:29-30, I sit back in awe. Because I am his child, because I am following Jesus, I am promised a hundred-fold increase in family and fields and homes in this age along with persecutions. I am grateful to God for lavishing me with life-giving family members in the body of Christ with whom I can bear the persecutions when they come. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;As for my biological parents, I have learned that the painful stress, chaos, and strife that swirls about them is largely due to mental illness. I now have compassion on them instead of resentment towards them. Finally, I have stopped trying to change them, have accepted them for who they are, and can appreciate the many wonderful qualities about them. I love them dearly and know they love me. I truly marvel at the goodness and grace of God because he so thoughtfully sent others along to fill in the gap-others to help my parents out in raising a healthy daughter.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;Dear Father, thank you for the eternal implications of being your children and of being members of your family. We are forever grateful. Help us to grace others with the gift of our presence, just as you grace us with the gift of yours. Amen.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;Marlena Graves&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572737779060105083-5192565815398073051?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/5192565815398073051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=5192565815398073051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/5192565815398073051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/5192565815398073051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/04/hundred-times-as-much.html' title='A Hundred Times As Much'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-2854972986725914072</id><published>2010-04-01T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T00:01:02.607-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geri Hoggard'/><title type='text'>Walk and not Faint</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint. Isa 40:31(KJV)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;"She will need a liver transplant in order to survive!" The words lingered in my ears, arrangements are being made to transfer her to MCV in Richmond,Virginia. "Your daughter is too sick for us to care for her at this hospital". &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;My day had started as usual. I was at work when an urgent call came through from my husband. He informed me our twenty two year-old daughter, had over medicated herself and the meds were in her system over twelve hours. Enough time to cause serious insult to her liver.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;I rushed to the emergency room to be with them. Our daughter, a beautiful--young newlywed did not realize the dose of medication she took could potentially take her life. This was not a suicide attempt, only immaturity and a desperate cry for attention. Now a race was on to get rescue drugs in her to reverse any damage. The doctors had nothing positive to say and painted a gloomy picture of what was ahead. &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;The next several hours were a whirlwind. In the midst of the busyness a spirit of fear took up residence in me. I was a Christian but had never faced this type of challenge. My husband was full of faith, and spoke encouraging words words of life. I however, dismissed his voice and listened to the voice of doctors; after all they are educated individuals who spoke with authority and experience.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;We were not allowed to ride in the medical transport with her, so we followed behind. Several hours after our arrival and with all medical testing complete, her room was quiet.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;I opened my bible, the Lord directed me to Isa 40:31. The text was familiar but lacked comfort at this moment. All the negative words spoken to us this day had taken up residence within me. I felt spiritually bankrupt. I had no physical strength and very little spiritual strength. However, I knew my church family was praying.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;The scripture spoke about mounting up, running, walking and not fainting. I was far from running and I barely had will power or desire to walk. Then the words "and not faint" caught my spiritual eye. I was intrigued. The scripture started with strength and went to complete fatigue. I realized I had not fainted (given-up).&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;Since I had not fainted maybe I could walk (trust Him), but how? He gently reminded me just like a baby, one step at a time. Walk and talk at the same time. It is natural for us we do it all the time, yet the concept is the same spiritually. Our words bring life and our walk is the action of faith.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;My daughter was resting comfortably so I took a faith walk. In the end I was on the roof of the hospital. Dawn was breaking and the sun's rays were coming through a broken cloud cover. The rays encompassed the hospital complex with the appearance of the Lords glory all around.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;Faced with a life and death situation as a Christian for over twenty years, I am embarrassed to say that I caved spiritually. This experience refined my walk. We were in a battle for my daughter's life. I'm blessed to say it ended in victory. My daughter left the hospital three days later.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;Our God is faithful even in our weakness. Our words are powerful, so speak words of life my sisters, walk in your authority in Christ. When life gets difficult take baby steps, but keep forward movement in the spirit. You will one day mount up and soar like an eagle.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, teach us to trust Your Word, as we trust You. Amen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;Geri Hoggard&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572737779060105083-2854972986725914072?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/2854972986725914072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=2854972986725914072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/2854972986725914072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/2854972986725914072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/04/walk-and-not-faint.html' title='Walk and not Faint'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-8698485351203716184</id><published>2010-03-31T03:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T17:17:20.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marty Girardier'/><title type='text'>Friend for Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends. John 15:13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;When you find a true friend that will stick with you through the ups and downs of life, you have found a treasure that many people only hope to find. As humans we all have a desire, placed within us, to have friends. But when you find that one special friend that you can trust your life with that is a rare beauty.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;Let me introduce to you my very special, awesome, unfailing friend. His name is Jesus. He has walked with me through some of the deepest valleys in life and through some of the highest mountain top experiences. Together we laugh, cry, sing, dance, and share the most intimate thoughts and concerns. He points out my faults without being critical, picks me up when I fall and cheers me on to stay in the race of life. He keeps His promises and never goes back on His word. He never gossips or says an unkind word. He is faithful, steadfast and strong.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;My dear friend Jesus is God's gift to you and me. He sent his son Jesus, a rare beauty for the earth to behold, just to die on the cross for our sins. This dear friend laid down His life so that you and I could live eternally with him. There is no greater love than this my friend. What a friend we have in Jesus.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;Heavenly Father, thank you for sending your son Jesus to die on the cross for my sins. Help me to treasure the depth of His love and friendship forever. In Jesus Name, Amen!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="#000000" size="2"&gt;Marty Girardier&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572737779060105083-8698485351203716184?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/8698485351203716184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=8698485351203716184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/8698485351203716184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/8698485351203716184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/03/friend-for-life.html' title='Friend for Life'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-2700842807930821579</id><published>2010-03-30T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T03:55:35.583-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lynn Kennedy'/><title type='text'>Ninety and Nine</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="Title" content=""&gt; &lt;meta name="Keywords" content=""&gt; &lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt; &lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt; &lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt; &lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt; &lt;link rel="File-List" href="file://localhost/Users/beckireiser/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip1/01/clip_filelist.xml"&gt; &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:documentproperties&gt;   &lt;o:template&gt;Normal&lt;/o:Template&gt;   &lt;o:revision&gt;0&lt;/o:Revision&gt;   &lt;o:totaltime&gt;0&lt;/o:TotalTime&gt;   &lt;o:pages&gt;1&lt;/o:Pages&gt;   &lt;o:words&gt;248&lt;/o:Words&gt;   &lt;o:characters&gt;1118&lt;/o:Characters&gt;   &lt;o:lines&gt;16&lt;/o:Lines&gt;   &lt;o:paragraphs&gt;3&lt;/o:Paragraphs&gt;   &lt;o:characterswithspaces&gt;1739&lt;/o:CharactersWithSpaces&gt;   &lt;o:version&gt;11.1282&lt;/o:Version&gt;  &lt;/o:DocumentProperties&gt;  &lt;o:officedocumentsettings&gt;   &lt;o:allowpng/&gt;  &lt;/o:OfficeDocumentSettings&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:donotshowrevisions/&gt;   &lt;w:donotprintrevisions/&gt;   &lt;w:displayhorizontaldrawinggridevery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery&gt;   &lt;w:displayverticaldrawinggridevery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery&gt;   &lt;w:usemarginsfordrawinggridorigin/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */ @font-face 	{font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:Arial; 	panose-1:0 2 11 6 4 2 2 2 2 2; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;}  /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} span.wordsofchrist 	{mso-style-name:wordsofchrist;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="wordsofchrist"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;"  lang="EN"&gt;What man of you, having an hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he find it? Luke 15:4 (KJV)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="wordsofchrist"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;"  lang="EN"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="wordsofchrist"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;"  lang="EN"&gt;Several weeks ago I lost a very special and valuable pair of earrings.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For days I searched everywhere trying to find them to no avail.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After days of searching and prayer, they were found and naturally I was quite thankful and excited.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="wordsofchrist"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;"  lang="EN"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="wordsofchrist"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;"  lang="EN"&gt;This morning I remembered the search for those earrings. The parable of the shepherd leaving his ninety nine sheep to find the one that was lost came to mind. Many of us have loved ones or friends who are lost just like that sheep.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In my own life I know I do and my prayers have been ongoing for them to find the Good Shepherd as I have.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="wordsofchrist"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;"  lang="EN"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="wordsofchrist"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;"  lang="EN"&gt;Like the shepherd who looks for his lost sheep, we must also continue in our prayers for those who are lost.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The enemy will try to make us believe that our prayer is insignificant to God, that it won't make a difference in someone else's life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="wordsofchrist"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;"  lang="EN"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="wordsofchrist"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;"  lang="EN"&gt;We are more precious to God than any earrings or things that crowd our life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And it is our job to pray without ceasing for those who are lost that they too may be found.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="wordsofchrist"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;"  lang="EN"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="wordsofchrist"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;"  lang="EN"&gt;Lord, please help us to pray and search without ceasing to help those who are lost in this world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Give us your strength to never give up. Let us be the conduit between Your kingdom and that lost soul that you have brought to our mind.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="wordsofchrist"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;"  lang="EN"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="wordsofchrist"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"  lang="EN" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lynn Kennedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="wordsofchrist"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"  lang="EN" &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572737779060105083-2700842807930821579?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/2700842807930821579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=2700842807930821579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/2700842807930821579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/2700842807930821579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/03/ninety-and-nine.html' title='Ninety and Nine'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-547764390954990221</id><published>2010-03-29T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T00:01:00.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth Beechy'/><title type='text'>Excuses Excuses Excuses!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then Aaron took the gold, melted it down, and molded and tooled it into the shape of a calf. Exodus 32:4 (New Living Translation)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Have you ever done what Aaron did? That's an easy one to answer. No, I can honestly say I have never taken gold, melted it down and molded it into the shape of a calf.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;But lets read on, in Exodus 32:19-24 Moses sees this calf that Aaron made and confronts him about it. Aaron responds "I threw them into the fire - and out came this calf!" &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;What was that? First we read that Aaron intentionally melted, molded, and tooled, yet when confronted his story changed, "I threw them in and - poof - this is what came out!" &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;So, let me ask again, have you ever done what Aaron did? Have you been there? Wishing you could go back and get a re-do, knowing that you cannot, wanting to save face and changing the details, just a bit, so that you do not look quite so foolish, quite so wrong. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I have. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Keep reading. Exodus 32:25-28 goes on to say that Moses recognized what had really happened and when he called Aaron and the people of Israel out on it there were severe consequences. All of this happened according to verse 25 "much to the amusement of their enemies".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;You know who our enemy is? Yes, you know, it is Satan. It amuses him to no end when we find ourselves in a tight spot and instead of turning to God and saying, "I was wrong, forgive me, help me, and give me the strength to remain honest even in the midst of this mess" we change our story, giving excuses, softening our wrongdoing, and usually walking right into a bigger mess in the process. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;That changed story, (those details that are retold just a bit differently yet always in our favor) no matter how we justify our action, it is still a lie. We allow pride to put us in a place where we want to look good in front of others, fearing their opinion instead of humbly confessing before our God and allowing Him to walk with us through the path of consequences. And the thing is, that path of consequences often leads to a path of righteousness when we allow God to guide us!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Heavenly Father, help me to remember to confess my sin quickly, help me not to make excuses or play the blame game. Forgive me, help me, and give me the strength to remain honest even in my mistakes. Thank You for giving me Your word to guide and direct my life. Please give me the strength to live life with honesty and humility. Amen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Beth Beechy&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/7572737779060105083-547764390954990221?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/547764390954990221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=547764390954990221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/547764390954990221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/547764390954990221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/03/excuses-excuses-excuses.html' title='Excuses Excuses Excuses!'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-7766495033569190312</id><published>2010-03-26T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T00:01:03.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jocelyn Hamsher'/><title type='text'>Move On</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then the Lord said to Moses, "Why are you crying out to me? Tell the Israelites to move on." Exodus 14:15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;How many of us ever wrestled with something so long that we are just plain tired of ourselves? Maybe low self esteem, fear, negative thinking, self-protectiveness, self-pity, guilt or unforgiveness has robbed us of living in freedom. We know God has more for us, we know we're held back by sin and yet we continue to wallow there. Don't get us wrong. We want what He has, we desire deliverance and yet we hesitate. Because when it all comes down to it, it is a whole lot more comfortable and just plain "easier" to stay in bondage. We continue to succumb to fear or laziness, and captivity continues. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;As the Israelites came to the Red Sea, Egyptians barreling toward them on one side and the water lying on the other, they cried out in fear and unbelief. They longed to go back to their life of slavery, for at least there they would survive. Moses redirected them to focus on the Lord and remain still; He would do something to deliver them. God, however, had different instructions. He told Moses to instruct the Israelites to move forward. Moses obeyed, raised his staff over the water and watched the supernatural occur. God's people walked through the sea on dry ground, with a wall of water on their right and on their left (Exodus 14:22). They were headed towards freedom.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;We are all on a journey, just like the Israelites were thousands of years ago as they ventured from Egypt to the Promised Land-from captivity to freedom. Every day we pray for God to work in us, to change us, to make us into His image, to deliver us from this ugly vice that plagues us-and then we wait and remain still. And God looks at us and says, "It's time to move. It's time to choose. It's time to walk in my transforming power that is there for you to take freely. This circumstance, this "enemy" in front of you looks pretty daunting, but I have fought for you and won through my Son's death and resurrection. I have gifted you the path to walk forward, now you just need to do it. Take action, move on and walk with Me in freedom." &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;All of us have been held in bondage by sin and because of our Savior, Jesus Christ we have been set free from eternal hell and sin's power over us. We are not only headed toward Heaven, our Promised Land, but we can live in that area of promise now. Accepting Jesus as our Savior and Lord, and walking in His grace, power, and forgiveness, we can live the abundant life He has died to give us. What do you need to leave behind? Where do you need to take action and choose thriving over merely surviving? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, I choose this moment to take Your hand, to choose joy, to bring my thoughts captive to truth, to celebrate the new life and the freedom which you died to give me. I thank You for Your transforming power. I'm tired of captivity and looking back. I'm walking through the Red Sea on dry&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;ground and am excited about the journey ahead.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jocelyn Hamsher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7572737779060105083-7766495033569190312?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/7766495033569190312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=7766495033569190312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/7766495033569190312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/7766495033569190312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/03/move-on.html' title='Move On'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-8239424437139450270</id><published>2010-03-25T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T03:54:45.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geri Hoggard'/><title type='text'>Abundant Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly. John 10:10  (KJV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you ever prayed for spiritual eyes only to be surprised or disappointed at the results?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This morning, I asked the Lord to show me opportunities to love as he loves. I want to love people the way he loves people and extend more of his love.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I drove to work this morning I witnessed a youth in anger pick up a concrete block and throw it onto a the busy highway.  It just missed hitting a woman's vehicle.   When the upset driver got out of the car and approached the youth, he picked up a stick and started after her with it.  This boy was only a teen.  Anger, hatred, rage filled his countenance.   Thirty minutes later I was walking the hallways of a community high school.  The language coming from our teen's mouths grieved my spirit.  I eye witnessed open displays of what the bible calls abomination.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before 8:30 am I had 'seen' so much corruption, I wept before our Heavenly Father wondering just how to reach this lost generation of youth.  In my weeping He gently reminded me of the reason He came.  It was to bring life, abundant life, to restore that which the enemy had stolen.  I was also reminded just how much He loves those the enemy has kidnapped. His love is extravagant love, and He desires us as carriers of heaven to spread His love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These precious young people are our future.  They are our Father's creation--they are kidnapped royalty.  The scripture tells us that the enemy comes to steal, kill and destroy, but Jesus came to bring life, abundant life.  He is passionate about the lost and dying world, he wants to give them abundant life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As women, we are the heart of our homes.  Our children, grandchildren and generational grandchildren need to be covered in prayer. Our youth are struggling, there is an entire generation lacking in Christian education.  Few teens have godly influences in their lives.  There is a general lack of respect for authority and a 'me' centered world-view.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Lord allowed me to 'see' a few things that grieved my spirit as I asked Him to heighten my spiritual senses.  Though it was painful, it was also rewarding.  The Father reminded me how much He loves those that do not know Him.  It is our honor to pray for our young people.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would challenge you today to ask the Lord to show you places where you can extend more of Chris's love.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, change my heart today to see people the way You see them and to love with Your extravagant love. In Jesus Name. Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Geri Hoggard&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/7572737779060105083-8239424437139450270?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/8239424437139450270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=8239424437139450270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/8239424437139450270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/8239424437139450270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/03/abundant-love.html' title='Abundant Love'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-8270672155837329016</id><published>2010-03-24T00:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T13:33:37.751-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marty Girardier'/><title type='text'>Fruit of My Lips</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="Title" content=""&gt; 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 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;And do not forget to do good and to share with others, for with such sacrifices God is pleased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hebrews 13:15-16&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peaches are one of my favorite fruits to eat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just love biting into a juicy peach that fills my mouth with flavor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is nothing like discovering a peach that has been picked at the peak of its season and knowing that you've had the pleasure of eating it at its true appointed time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once I have eaten my delectable peach, my desire to purchase more sets in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I eagerly anticipate my next purchase of these ripe juicy peaches from the store.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My mind goes crazy with thoughts of how I can contain this fruit and share it with my friends and family.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Baking a peach pie or cobbler, fruit salad, smoothies, are just a few of the things that run through my mind as I plan my next purchase.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Knowing Jesus and sharing Him with others is a lot like sharing the ripe juicy peaches.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Once you have discovered Jesus and tasted His goodness, you want to share him with others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your lips are full of praise and thanksgiving to God for sending His son, to this earth, at His appointed time, to die for your sins.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Allowing others to hear from your lips about the sweet things of Jesus is a small sacrifice that pleases God and bears continuous fruit for others to enjoy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heavenly Father, may the fruit of my lips bring you glory, honor and praise as I share with others about you today.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In Jesus Name, Amen!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Marty Girardier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572737779060105083-8270672155837329016?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/8270672155837329016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=8270672155837329016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/8270672155837329016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/8270672155837329016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/03/fruit-of-my-lips.html' title='Fruit of My Lips'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-3055472003899577476</id><published>2010-03-23T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T13:35:44.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeana Miller'/><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="Title" content=""&gt;&lt;meta name="Keywords" content=""&gt; 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	font-size:11.0pt; 	font-family:Calibri;} table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I, yes, I alone-will blot out your sins for my own sake and will never think of them again. Isaiah 43:25 (NLT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God forgave you but can you forgive yourself?&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As a sinner, knowing that I'm forgiven of all things by the divine Jesus Christ is the ultimate picture of grace and mercy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Christ's shed blood for my sins... I am in awe.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am so unworthy and yet so thankful that Jesus loved me that much.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Self-forgiveness has not always come easy for me and I still struggle with it from time to time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But then I am reminded that I can forgive myself and others with the help and guidance of my heavenly Father.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We only need to follow his example and read his words.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Bible is the one and true resource that we can turn to for confirmation of His complete forgiveness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So now there is no condemnation for those who belong to Christ Jesus.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And because you belong to him, the power of the life-giving Spirit has freed you from the power of sin that leads to death.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Romans 8:1-2 (NLT)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Being able to truly accept God's forgiveness is the only way that we will be able to forgive ourselves.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And until we openly ask and receive God's forgiveness, we will never know how to truly forgive someone else.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Forgiveness is our path to true spiritual freedom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For His unfailing love toward those who fear Him, is as great as the height of the heavens above the earth.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He has removed our sins as far from us as the east is from the west.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Psalm 103:11-12 (NLT)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But if we confess our sins to Him, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all wickedness. 1 John 1:9 (NLT) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So why do we struggle with past sins that God has already forgiven?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why can't we forget about those sins and move on?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, for one thing, Satan does not want us to forgive ourselves.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He does not want us to be free from this burden that we choose to carry.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Satan enjoys tormenting us with our past struggles and sins. As long as we are struggling with our past, we will feel unworthy to stand in the presence of our God, who truly loves us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The ultimate deceiver wants us to continue to live in the darkness of our past sins rather than step into the light of Jesus Christ's love.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As long as we feel dirty and ashamed, we will want to hide ourselves from God, which will prevent us from living the life that God has fully intended for us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So let's break out of that darkness and give everything to the one who can handle it all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let's remind Satan who is in charge of our lives.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You were dead because of your sins and because your sinful nature was not yet cut away.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then God made you alive with Christ, for he forgave all our sins.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He canceled the record&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;of the&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;charges against us and took it away by nailing it to the cross.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In this way, he disarmed the spiritual rulers and authorities.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He shamed them publicly by his victory over them on the cross.                 &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Colossians 2:13-15 (NLT)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God has forgiven you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whether you feel forgiven or not, does not matter.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have been set free from God's condemnation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now you must set yourself free from your own.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you are struggling with forgiveness, talk to God about it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pray and ask Him to help you release the hold of your past sins.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Each morning when you wake up, be encouraged in the knowledge that you are loved and forgiven by the creator of the universe.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How awesome is that? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Father, I pray that all will find the pure joy that is waiting for them in true forgiveness. Amen&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jeana Miller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572737779060105083-3055472003899577476?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/3055472003899577476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=3055472003899577476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/3055472003899577476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/3055472003899577476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/03/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572737779060105083.post-2238247530662998298</id><published>2010-03-22T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T03:45:55.064-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janet Stutzman'/><title type='text'>Even Jesus Paid Taxes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doesn't your teacher pay the temple tax? Yes, he does, Peter replied. Matthew 17:24-25 (NIV)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;1040 - W-2 - 1099 Do these numbers ring a bell? Along with spring comes another season - tax season. Typically, there is no eager tax payer. Thoughts of holiness and Godly obedience when tax forms are being prepared are not the first incentives to get them ready.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Among Jews, the requirement to pay taxes was one of the most controversial issues. Paying taxes to a pagan empire with money marked by the image of Caesar was considered an act of disobedience to God and a form of idolatry. &lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Matthew, a tax collector himself, recorded the story in Matthew 17:24-27.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;After Jesus and is disciples arrived in Capernaum, the collectors of the two-drachma tax came to Peter and asked, Doesn't your teacher pay the temple tax? Yes, he does, Peter replied. When Peter came into the house, Jesus was the first to speak. What do you think, Simon (Peter), he asked. From whom do the kings of the earth collect duty and taxes - from their own sons or from others? From others, Peter answered. Then the sons are exempt, Jesus said to him. But so that we may not offend them, go to the lake and throw out your line. Take the first fish you catch; open its mouth and you will find a four-drachma coin. Take it and give it to them for my tax and yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;If anyone should have been exempt from paying this tax, a tax collected by the temple for its upkeep, it should have been Jesus. Peter put them in an awkward position by his answer. Just as kings pay no taxes and collect none from their family, Jesus was Lord and owner of the Temple; therefore it was not his obligation to pay the tax. Because this explanation would probably have been misunderstood, Jesus was not about to offend the lawmakers by exempting himself from the tax.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Peter obeyed, caught the fish, and it is presumed he paid the tax collectors with the coins he found in the fish's mouth. Why did Jesus use this miracle to pay his taxes and Peter's? Three things were accomplished. First, Jesus showed cooperation with the local authorities without hesitation. The second point he made was there has to be effort, in this case Peter's. Peter had to go get the coin. All that we have comes to us from God, but we have to be active in the process. Thirdly, we can trust that God will supernaturally supply us with what we need to pay our taxes. We don't need to cheat or fudge or complain!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Are you worried about tax season? Do you keep two books? Are indignation and anger against the tax institutions deep emotions when you are paying your taxes? We are God's ambassadors, His representation here on earth. We can use the lessons in this story to help us measure up to God's standard as another tax season approaches.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Lord, thank you for your great example of integrity and grace. Help us to be good ambassadors and trust you to provide us with whatever we need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Janet Stutzman&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/7572737779060105083-2238247530662998298?l=www.ourcircleoffriends.org%2Fdevotionals.php' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/2238247530662998298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572737779060105083&amp;postID=2238247530662998298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/2238247530662998298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572737779060105083/posts/default/2238247530662998298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ourcircleoffriends.org/2010/03/even-jesus-paid-taxes.html' title='Even Jesus Paid Taxes'/><author><name>Becki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908613175281978459</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11476123586014937844'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>