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But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not be weary, they will walk and not be faint.Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.comBlogger419125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-53048392839588740912012-08-18T14:55:00.000-05:002012-08-18T14:55:00.703-05:00Ploughed up and Re-sown<div style="text-align: center;">
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For the record, this is one of my favorite books - Mere Christianity by C. S. Lewis. It's definitely a must read!</div>
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I love this quote! It's so true! When you decide to accept Christ's offer of salvation, it's not as easy as it sounds. Well, it is and it isn't. It is easy in the way that Christ has already done everything, all you've got to do is let Him come in. It isn't easy in the way that it's going to flip your life around if you allow it, and it's going to make your life harder in the eyes of the world, but oh so much better in the eyes of those who know Him!</div>
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But it isn't just...you know, saying a little prayer, asking Jesus in your heart, and all that milky stuff that many of us in the U.S. are taught today. It's a decision. The biggest decision of your life - and it matters for ETERNITY.</div>
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And, as I learned just recently from a Bible teacher named Michael Pearl, this life, this present physical life that we have been given on this earth, is the one and only opportunity we have for building our character. After we're physically dead that's it for the character building process. Up in heaven we'll be far to busy worshiping God around His throne to have any time for character building exercises, if it were even possible. </div>
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So it's here and now that you've gotta live "the hard life" as it were. It may be harder than anything else, but it's going to be SO worth it in the long run. </div>
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Cutting the grass just keeps it short. That's it. You aren't going to change the your grass crop into a wheat crop by cutting the grass shorter. It doesn't work that way. </div>
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In the same way, you can't produce a crop of good works and good character if you are just cutting back on your bad works and bad character.</div>
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It's 180 degree turn.</div>
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You've gotta dig up all that grass and keep it out of there. One little blade allowed to live can multiply and destroy your whole new crop of wheat. </div>
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The older I get, the more I see that being a Christian is an all-or-nothing deal. It's an all-or-nothing deal because that's exactly what Christ requires of His children - all-or-nothing.</div>
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Failing can be pretty disheartening. </div>
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Or, maybe you just laughed at my statement and thought "That's an understatement!"</div>
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If you are a goal oriented person, and you love accomplishing things, setting goals, making schedules, and everything working out just right, then this post is for you; because this post was written by just that type of person.</div>
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I love making schedules, setting goals, seeing things accomplished and completed, and everything working out just as I planned, but it seems that most of the time...it doesn't work out that way.</div>
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I usually put too much in my schedule and get overwhelmed...but wait wait wait! That's the schedule! You must follow it because you made it this morning and it's faultless! Nothing is wrong with the schedule, something must be wrong with you. Yeah, you just witnessed my train of thought. </div>
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My schedules, more often than not, look more like a list of unachievable goals than a list of things I must (and logically can) accomplish that day. So it's no surprise that I've thought of myself many times as a failure.</div>
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But, just like every other time, I found that I wasn't the only human being in the history of mankind that was apparently unable to get anything done. I read The Search for Significance by Robert S. McGee, and he gave me some answers.</div>
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"All of us fail, but this doesn't mean that we are failures. We need to understand that failing can be a step toward maturity, not a permanent blot on our self-esteem...we don't have to allow failure to prevent us from being used by God."</div>
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If God could only use perfect people, He would have created robots.</div>
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But He decided to create us. He created people that rebelled against Him, people that had a free will whether or not to obey Him. He created people that He knew would fail Him time and time again. Why?</div>
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Because He desired people that would serve Him because they wanted to serve Him. He wanted people that would obey Him because they wanted to obey Him. So He did it. And He got me, and I failed Him...right?</div>
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Well, God uses <strike>failures.</strike> Take that back. God uses <i>people who fail. </i>McGee makes it clear in this section that just because you fail (no matter how often) that doesn't make you a failure. </div>
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But as long as you are following after Christ, God can use you. He doesn't mind if you miss doing your math, or you forget to sweep the kitchen, or you are too tired to fix dinner and go out for fast food...He doesn't hold that against you. His mercies are new each morning. Each day is a new start. What happened yesterday...guess what? It happened yesterday. Its over, it's done, there's nothing you can do about it so quit fretting over it. </div>
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God's got it. God's got you. God will use you, if you let Him. </div>
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Don't let your feelings of failure grab a hold of you and smack you down to the ground. Smack your feelings of failure down on the ground and tell them how big and forgiving your God is.</div>
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P.S. For those of you who receive the emails from my blog, YouTube videos don't come through, so if you want to watch it then you have to come to my blog webpage. :)Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-66789362087770775072012-08-15T13:54:00.000-05:002012-08-15T13:54:00.331-05:00When the Last Rose Dies<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I absolutely love that quote. It makes me think not only who God has prepared for my future husband, but also of God Himself...<br />
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<i>...How deep the Father's love for us/How vast beyond all measure/That He should give His only Son/To make a wretch His treasure/How great the pain of searing loss/The Father turns His face away/As wounds which mar the chosen One/Bring many sons to glory...</i><br />
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God doesn't show His love for us with roses in the mail - real or fake. God shows His love for us every day in so many ways; many of which we probably don't see as His bountiful blessings. Each breath is a gift from Him who reigns above.<br />
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Dear Lord,<br />
Thank You so much for your undying love for us - for me.<br />
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Your little girl<br />
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In Christ our Solid rock,<br />
ButtercupButtercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-67760146504361753042012-08-14T09:27:00.000-05:002012-08-14T09:27:00.577-05:00Children of God by Third Day<iframe allowfullscreen="allowfullscreen" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/V6jO7xhU_Pw?rel=0" width="560"></iframe><br />
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This is one of my favorite music videos ever. I love it. Beautiful song. Wonderful pictures. Gives me chills and makes me almost cry every time I watch it. Hope you enjoy it as well!<br />
Love in Christ our Rock,<br />
ButtercupButtercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-58979376253827286832012-08-13T13:36:00.000-05:002012-08-13T13:36:00.856-05:00Grey AreasMy dear readers,<br />
I was just recently talking with a friend via email and the subject of churches came up, for me and my family are still on the search for a home church near us. While we were talking, we discussed how both of our families like the King James version of the Bible best, and we like hymns best; and we were trying to find a church that used the KJV and sang hymns, not necessarily exclusively, but mostly. My friend then asked me why I liked KJV and hymns best, for she was trying to get her thoughts on the subject together and wasn't quite sure about it. I told her and then she told me of how their former pastor was adamant and would only sing hymns, and drums on beats 2 and 4 were evil, and all this stuff, and we discussed how one must not get so wrapped up in our own opinions that we force them on those around us. We recalled how Paul wrote about how if a man is convicted of a thing, then he must not do it, or it is a sin for him; and if you are not convicted about it, then it is fine for you to do (this applies to all things that are grey areas in the Bible and are not made clear to us through His word, areas where we must decide for ourselves); BUT if your brother is convicted of a thing, and you are not, yet you do it in front of him you may cause him to stumble. Therefore, you must do all in love, seeking His will. All that to say, I believe that I have learned to like grey areas.<br />
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Most people dislike grey areas immensely, and so do I a lot of the time. They are a pain to deal with and make you double guess yourself, and sometimes, many times possibly, you make the wrong decision and must pay for it later.<br />
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Grey areas cause you to think, and also to make a decision. The decisions you make either grow or harm your character and your relationship with God, depending on how you deal with the decision-making process. To find out what to do with a specific grey area, you've got seek God - through His Word, through prayer, and through discussing the topic with other brethren in Christ. Then you can make a wise decision based on your knowledge of the topic and what God wants you personally to do.<br />
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Grey areas are a pain, I admit it. Many times, even after you make a decision, others will try to convince you otherwise and you will either have to defend it or go back on your decision. You may even double guess yourself - something I do often with certain grey areas.<br />
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But something I always remember is that God works everything together for good (Romans 8:28) and that I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me (Philippians 4:13), and that includes standing up for something I think is either right or wrong (depending on the situation). That said, when it comes to grey areas and personal conviction by the Holy Spirit, we must be very careful not to cause a brother or sister to stumble or offend them. This is a tender area and, in my opinion, a super important aspect of keeping the church functioning properly.<br />
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All that simply to say, when you come across something that isn't very fun, be it grey areas, trials and temptations, or anything like that, remember that God's got you in the palm of His great and mighty hand, and He won't ever let you go. He will always be there guiding you, all you've got to do is seek, listen, and obey, and He'll take care of the rest.<br />
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In Christ our Solid Rock,<br />
ButtercupButtercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-92107433385697047702012-08-12T15:26:00.000-05:002012-08-12T15:26:00.331-05:00One With Them - Standing with the persecuted church<iframe allowfullscreen="allowfullscreen" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BZk4__DT-yg?rel=0" width="560"></iframe>Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-30664676715078779012012-08-11T16:49:00.000-05:002012-08-11T16:49:00.389-05:001 John 1:1-4 (study part 2)<div style="text-align: justify;">
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That which was from the beginning, which we have heard, which we have seen with our eyes, which we have looked upon, and our hands have handled, of the Word of life; (For the life was manifested, and we have seen it, and bear witness, and shew unto you that eternal life, which was with the Father, and was manifested unto us;) That which we have seen and heard declare we unto you, that ye also may have fellowship with us: and truly our fellowship is with the Father, and with His Son Jesus Christ. And these things write we unto you, that your joy may be full.</div>
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"...For the life was manifested, and we have seen it, and bear witness, and shew unto you that eternal life, which was with the Father, and was manifested unto us..." - For the definition of "life" in each instance, you really have to look at the context, because thus far, almost every time, if not every time, "life" has referred to Christ Himself. The Word, Jesus Christ, is life because He gives it to all who believe on Him. Jesus lived a physical life and died a physical death, and (obviously) He has lived and will live for all eternity. He had to die to pay the penalty for our sins, but He did not die spiritually or eternally. God required the shedding of perfect blood to cover the sins of His people, and Christ fulfilled that requirement. The price has already been paid. Because He was our substitute, He can now offer this gift of eternal life to all people. Because it was God who offered Himself for His people, that blood payment is so large that it can easily cover the stains of all people. Though, sadly, so many reject this offer and therefore must pay for their own sins, seeing that Jesus is our only other option. John 14:6 says that "I (Jesus) am the Way, the Truth, and the Life; no man cometh to the Father except through me." In order that this purpose might be fulfilled, Jesus (the life) was manifested. This means that He was made clear/shown to the world/revealed to the world as the Son of God, Savior of those who believe in Him. John states again that they (the disciples) saw Him; therefore they now bear witness and testify that Jesus was/is the Son of God, the Life.</div>
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"...That which we have seen and heard declare we unto you..." - John makes it clear that he and the other disciples witnessed Jesus Christ first hand. Second or third hand witnesses are harder to trust because the story may have gotten messed up in the multiple re-tellings; but when you hear a story told from one who was actually there, and the person is trustworthy, you should easily and rightly believe them. The gospels and really, the whole New Testament , are written about Jesus by direct witnesses; the book of First John is no exception, this book was written by an <i>eyewitness of His majesty</i>.</div>
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"...That ye also may have fellowship with us: and truly our fellowship is with the Father, and with His Son Jesus Christ..." - When you share knowledge with someone, you are then able to talk with them about it. For how can one talk with another if one is not familiar with the subject at hand? When one becomes a believer, they enter into the family of God and can therefore truly fellowship with their new adopted brethren. Fellowship is spending quality time with someone or multiple people. Fellowship with the Father can only be obtained after one becomes a believer for before one receives Jesus Christ, they are utterly separated from God, but because of Christ and His work, we have been brought near and may fellowship with God because we have been covered by the blood of the Lamb. Fellowship with God implies fellowship with both the Father and the Son; and the Holy Spirit is constantly with us, helping, guiding, comforting, and leading us where God wants us to go. </div>
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"...And these things write we unto you, that your joy may be full..." - This is the second reason why John wrote this letter; the first was: "that ye also may have fellowship with" God and all believers. The word "joy" implies a lot if you think about it, for you can take/have joy in many things. Joy, as I understand it, is more than happiness - for even happiness can be easily faked by some. Joy is like a true, or pure, or utterly real, happiness. In the book of James we are told to joy in tribulation. We can only do this when we draw our joy from Christ; who, we know, works all things together for good for His people. We may not always feel an earthly happiness about trials, but we can have honest joy in it if we are relying on Christ. In this certain passage, however, John is not writing of joy in tribulation, but rather, joy in the knowledge of what Christ did. Same kind of joy, drawn from the same place. I think it interesting that John doesn't just say "that you may have joy", but he says: "that your joy may be FULL" (emphasis mine). I believe the implication of that is clear: John knows that the love of Christ doesn't just bring joy, but that is is so vast that it overflows ones heart with an immeasurable amount of unspeakably huge joy. The joy that Christ brings fills you up to absolutely overflowing! More than enough to fill your life and more share with the world! Allow Christ to fill you with His joy daily so that all may see Christ through you as you bubble over with His great, priceless joy!</div>
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I must admit that this exact thing is something I am working on right now. Finding joy in not only daily tasks and work and life in general, but also in trials. I pray that God may teach me how to find joy in Him!</div>
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Oh praise God for blessing us so richly!</div>
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Hey y'all! I don't know how much you know about Open Doors, but if you already know about them, you can skip this part and get on to the other stuff!</div>
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Open Doors is an organization started by the brave missionary behind the Iron Curtain - Brother Andrew. Brother Andrew wrote about his work as a missionary in his book, God's Smuggler. Open Doors' goal is to help persecuted believers all over the whole as they take the Gospel of Jesus Christ to those who have never heard it before in countries where it is not wanted by many people, including the authorities. You can learn more about Open Doors at their website - <a href="http://www.opendoorsusa.org/">www.OpenDoorsUSA.org</a> The One With Them movement is a work of Open Doors focusing on helping people become aware of the plight of the persecuted church. You can learn more about One With Them here - <a href="http://www.onewiththem.com/">www.OneWithThem.com</a></div>
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Now, as of late, I have been taking a graphic design class at our local community college, and it has been totally awesome! And what's even more awesome is that now, I can make cool graphics to catch people's eyes that promote awareness of the persecuted church! Now I would like to share some blog and website buttons with you. If you'd like to put them on your blog, please feel free, but don't feel like you have to - totally up to you!</div>
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More are probably on their way! :) I'd love to hear your ideas for buttons and banners! Shoot me a comment with your suggestion and I'll get back to you as soon as I can! </div>
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</div>Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-78632933180227752062012-08-09T15:22:00.000-05:002012-08-09T15:22:00.601-05:00One Bold Move<iframe allowfullscreen="allowfullscreen" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ucG54OJRMGc?rel=0" width="480"></iframe>Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-52954799307249895912012-08-08T15:12:00.000-05:002012-08-08T15:12:00.603-05:001 John 1:1-4 (study part 1)<div style="text-align: justify;">
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That which was from the beginning, which we have heard, which we have seen with our eyes, which we have looked upon, and our hands have handled, of the Word of life; (For the life was manifested, and we have seen it, and bear witness, and shew unto you that eternal life, which was with the Father, and was manifested unto us;) That which we have seen and heard declare we unto you, that ye also may have fellowship with us: and truly our fellowship is with the Father, and with His Son Jesus Christ. And these things write we unto you, that your joy may be full.</div>
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John begins this epistle with an introduction. Unlike Paul and James, John does not start the epistle by confirming his identity and telling his name, but rather, jumps right in and starts talking about Christ and the apostle's relationship to Him and how they really were "eyewitnesses of His majesty". </div>
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"That which was from the beginning..." - He begins describing Christ with this phrase. John makes it clear by doing this that Jesus Christ was/is indeed God. He seems to be referring back to John 1:1 which says, "In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God." Jesus Christ is the Word, and is therefore God, and was in the beginning. He is eternal and immortal, higher and more powerful than any other being, for He created all other beings. Before all else, was God.</div>
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"...Which we have heard..." - John states here that they heard Jesus. Looking back at the four gospels (Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John), we can see many times where Jesus verbally taught and spoke with His disciples, the Jewish leaders, and the people. According to John 20:31, Jesus did many other signs and wonders which were not written down, this more than likely also refers to other things that Jesus said and taught that were not written down. Matthew 5:2 - "...and He opened His mouth, and taught them (the disciples) saying..." Jesus taught the disciples many things verbally.</div>
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"...Which we have seen with our eyes..." - Not only did Jesus teach His disciples verbally, but the disciples also learned by seeing what Jesus did. For example, the feeding of the five thousand. Jesus' disciples got to see Him multiply a tiny bit of food into enough for thousands of people right before their very eyes. It was the same with all His other miracles, too. They were "eyewitnesses of His majesty".</div>
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"...Which we have looked upon..." - The disciples gazed in utter wonder at their Lord. And as time went on, they respected, honored, worshiped, and glorified Him more and more as they learned more about who He is. Multiple times in the first four New Testament books, we read the disciples saying that He truly was the Son of God. They already knew this, but the more it was reinforced, the more clear it became.</div>
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"...And our hands have handled..." - The disciples not only heard and saw Jesus, but they touched Him. After His resurrection, the disciples might have touched Jesus' wrists, feet, and side. Before His death they probably touched Him in other ways, although the Bible does not mention an occurrence such as this, we can guess this simply because it is something all humans do. Whether its a hug, a tap on the shoulder, or the like, we all touch each other. The disciples touched Jesus, they knew he was physically there. What a comfort. Now the Holy Spirit is our Comforter, and although we can't physically touch Him, He is always right there beside every believer.</div>
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"...Of the Word of life..." - He was (and is) the Word. He proclaimed the words of life, that He was the Only Way that they might have life eternal. Referring back to John 1:1-2, we see that there also, He is referred to as the Word. Going down a few verses we see that the word had "life, and that life was the light of men." This Word, if He had not conquered death and rose again, could not have been called the "Word of life"; but because He did, He gave us proof both of His identity, and power. He that giveth life, must be alive himself. He truly is the "resurrection and the life" and he who believes in Him will never die.</div>
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How great it would have been to have walked and talked with Jesus, we may think to ourselves, to see Him and touch Him...But we can. We forget how, because of His death and resurrection, we can indeed walk and talk with Him whenever we want to - in prayer and in the reading of His word. May we never forget how blessed we are to be able to walk and talk with the Saviour!</div>
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</div>Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-2825233906289979172012-08-07T14:05:00.000-05:002012-08-07T14:05:00.522-05:00Hopelessness<div style="text-align: center;">
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Due to storms a plenty</div>
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Which had both come and gone</div>
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Throughout his short life.</div>
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His feet were not shod,</div>
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Never with peace,</div>
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But were bare and seemed</div>
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To say anything but solace. </div>
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They were calloused and hard,</div>
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Very much like his heart,</div>
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Because of early years of abandon,</div>
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Middle years of hurt, and now just much pain.</div>
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The physical pain</div>
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He had learned to endure,</div>
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But 'tis a hard lesson indeed</div>
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To learn how to cope with emotional.</div>
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His scars on the skin</div>
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He was forced to see everyday,</div>
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And they made his heart bleed</div>
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As memories flooded his being.</div>
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Not one good memory</div>
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Could he bring to his head</div>
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But only terrifying ones</div>
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He kept having to relive.</div>
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Memories of abandon,</div>
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Of hate, and not love,</div>
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Of pain, and not healing,</div>
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Of things below, not of above.</div>
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His scars grew deeper</div>
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With each passing day</div>
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And salted by all</div>
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Who passed on their way.</div>
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Once, he envied those</div>
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Who seemed never to have problems,</div>
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But because of their treatment</div>
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His envy turned to hate.</div>
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No one had ever loved him,</div>
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Never took his crying hands,</div>
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Never kissed his wet cheek</div>
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Just rubbed it in the sand.</div>
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His eyes, he was sure,</div>
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Would always be red</div>
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From all the tears he had cried</div>
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Upon many a bed.</div>
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His poor crying heart</div>
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After ages of sanding</div>
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Had become calloused hard</div>
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And now heeded not the grating.</div>
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'Twas believed that he possessed</div>
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Not one pliable area in his being</div>
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But sometimes one needs not soft,</div>
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For some things are able to crush through rock.</div>
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This man so poor, so lonely, so sad</div>
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Was so hopelessly lost 'twas thought</div>
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That there was no hope to be found</div>
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So no one thought twice.</div>
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Until a young child perceived </div>
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Not a man in torn clothes</div>
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Not the grumpy old face</div>
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Not the crooked and bent nose,</div>
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What that child saw, only he could say</div>
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For that day he saw a man in pain.</div>
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He saw a bleeding heart</div>
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He saw those red eyes.</div>
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He saw the pain, the hurt</div>
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And the rejection too,</div>
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And although the child understood not why,</div>
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He knew what he must do.</div>
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The child tore away from his mother</div>
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And ran to the pitiful man,</div>
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And without stopping</div>
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Ran straight into him.</div>
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He wrapped his arms around him</div>
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And squeezed him tight,</div>
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He said that Jesus loved him,</div>
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And that he would be alright.</div>
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The man in tatters was surprised</div>
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And very much embarrassed</div>
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But embarrassment didn't matter</div>
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For someone cared enough to notice him.</div>
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He hugged the child back,</div>
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As tears streamed down his face,</div>
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He then asked the child a question</div>
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Who was the Jesus who loved him?</div>
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The child explained as only a child can,</div>
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How the Son of God came and became a man,</div>
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He took all our sins in His body on the tree,</div>
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And then He died for you and me.</div>
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The man did not need anything more,</div>
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He had been so hopeless for so long,</div>
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This little glimmer of hope</div>
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Looked more like the shining of the sun.</div>
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Through the witness of a child, </div>
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This poor man's life was changed,</div>
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He was given hope when none could be found,</div>
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So can we not do the same?</div>
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If a child so small could give a simple hug,</div>
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Can we not love our neighbor?</div>
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And give them a hug when they are hurting?</div>
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And love them when they lose hope?</div>
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Through Christ we find the strength,</div>
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And love overflowing,</div>
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Enough to share with all the world,</div>
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Why are you not going?</div>
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Share the love with friends,</div>
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With family, with everyone around.</div>
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Let Christ so fill your life,</div>
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So through you Christ can be found.</div>Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-38137955755543920342012-08-06T14:45:00.000-05:002012-08-06T15:23:47.943-05:00Study of 1 John Begins<div style="text-align: justify;">
Hello my dear readers! </div>
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I can't believe my eyes when I go away for months at a time and I come back and to my surprise I have over 40 hits a day without posting! Of course, although this is great, it isn't very fair to go away without telling you, I have simply not had much time. </div>
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But no more excuses, for now, I am going to begin posting here my own personal study of my favorite book of the Bible - 1 John. This book is my favorite for a few reasons, first, it is a book of love - God's love for us and how we ought to love others as He loved us - and it is also a book of assurance, John writes tests for your faith so that you might be sure that you are in Christ. In times of doubt I always turn to 1 John 5 before anything else. </div>
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So, I hope you enjoy this study, but please don't take what I say without question, I am wrong a lot. What I say is simply what I believe to be what John is trying to get across to us in this epistle.</div>
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Hope you are all having a most blessed summer!</div>
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</div>Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-56001412335640217162012-04-27T10:45:00.001-05:002012-08-06T15:24:42.900-05:00The Book of My Life<div style="text-align: center;">
My life is not an open book,</div>
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Like many a poet have commit,</div>
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I don't let just anyone look,</div>
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And read there whate'er is writ.</div>
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People few and far between</div>
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I trust thoroughly to gaze thereon,</div>
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And know my personal thoughts and dreams,</div>
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Of which I have writ upon.</div>
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The thoughts of my heart do I keep,</div>
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In the depths of my own soul,</div>
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Under strict lock and key,</div>
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In the depth of that hole.</div>
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The depth of that hole is great,</div>
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So great that none besides one,</div>
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Has dared enter thereat,</div>
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The key to my heart hath He won.</div>
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Because of His great triumph,</div>
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He hath well earned my trust,</div>
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And with me is he not gruff,</div>
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But with love nearby to bust!</div>
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He hath earned my love,</div>
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My devotion, 'tis true,</div>
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He's as gentle as a dove,</div>
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For Him anything I'd do.</div>
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No matter what I do,</div>
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T'will never compare,</div>
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With His act to make me new,</div>
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Art thou not aware?</div>
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Aware of His power,</div>
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Dost thou know of His might?</div>
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He is the great sower,</div>
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He is the light!</div>
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Love stories and poems,</div>
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Have always been writ,</div>
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But of the God who conforms,</div>
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Have few poets commit.</div>
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The reason for few I understand not,</div>
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For therein lies the greatest love story,</div>
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Better than romantic battle fought,</div>
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No matter the magnitude of glory.</div>
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For the story of Christ</div>
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And His undying love</div>
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That cost so great a price</div>
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From One so high above.</div>
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He was born of a virgin,</div>
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Then died on a tree,</div>
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He then rose again,</div>
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To give hope to you and to me.</div>
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Because of His demonstration,</div>
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Of His great love for me,</div>
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And His great act of salvation,</div>
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I now clearly see.</div>
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I see that the book of my life,</div>
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Was sinking in the sand,</div>
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And no matter the amount of strife,</div>
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I could not reach land.</div>
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I was sinking in fast,</div>
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When He stretched out His hand,</div>
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He brought me to the Rock, at last,</div>
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This was not the end!</div>
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The end, no, but the beginning, yes!</div>
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For now I was on Solid Ground,</div>
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Fertile, green and lush - the best!</div>
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Yes, Home I had found.</div>
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Now that I rest on firm ground,</div>
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I have found that although I am</div>
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Safe, sound, and secure all around,</div>
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And in the strong arms of the Lamb,</div>
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That I still have challenges,</div>
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Some harder than I think I can stand.</div>
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But He helps me thought by His graces,</div>
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And helps me to understand,</div>
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That no matter what I face,</div>
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No matter the size,</div>
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By God's great grace,</div>
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I can prevail.</div>
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Because of His mercies,</div>
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I am new every day,</div>
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And because of His strengths,</div>
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In His arms I will stay.</div>
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This Man has read my book,</div>
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Cover to cover,</div>
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But no matter how deep He looks,</div>
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He still loves me like a Father.</div>
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Every day I love him more,</div>
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But his love stays the same,</div>
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On His love do I soar,</div>
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Even on the winds of change.</div>
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The dedication to my volume,</div>
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There is no doubt about it,</div>
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I will inscribe to His Great Name,</div>
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Jesus Christ, the Beloved.</div>
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-Buttercup</div>Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-27859286538046603932012-04-27T10:28:00.003-05:002012-04-27T10:28:35.280-05:00My Habitual Apologetic PostHey peoples....sorry for not posting in a while (two months?!). I know better than to say I will try to do better, because every time I say that it's another two months between my posts. BUT, I will try to do better...no promises...<div>
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I've been thinking a lot lately, I admit, but most of my thoughts would be difficult to put into post form, so I have to rack my brain for ideas. But hey, if God lays something on my heart to write here, you can be sure that it will be on here lickety-split. </div>
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In the meantime, hang tight, better post(s) coming soon. :)</div>Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-1531677389236460102012-02-25T13:43:00.000-06:002012-02-25T13:43:28.310-06:00Tis a Rare and Unusual Species<div style="text-align: center;">How many teens have you personally met that are just completely on fire for God? Or rather, how many <i>people,</i> no matter their age, have you met that are on fire for God?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Probably not many.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We live in an age where there are many "Christians", and many Christians, but not many <i>flaming</i> Christians.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Many call themselves believers, but are not.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Many who call themselves believers, and truly are, are hard to spot because they are afraid of what will happen if they shine their little light is the dark world.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We are a rare species. We who are on fire.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Am I on fire? Not as much as I'd like. Shame on me if those around me are not sure if I'm a Christian.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, what can we do? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm not going to go running down the street screaming that I'm a believer. They'd just think I'm insane and lock me up.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">But I'm not going to sit in my bedroom all day every day and not shine my light to the outside world either.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Like most everything, there is a balance. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I think that one of the only things that shouldn't be balanced is what we are willing to do for Christ, and to further His kingdom. Within reason, yes. We're not going to walk into a village in the middle of nowhere where we're sure we'll be killed before we can open our mouths, that doesn't accomplish anything. But we shouldn't be so consumed with our own lives that we simply aren't willing to risk them for Him who died for us.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Getting back to the subject, we've been called to be different.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We've been called to be the green blade of grass in a field of brown, the only light in a dark world, the fish who swims against the current while the others just flow with it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">In a sin-filled world, being a Christian implies being different</span></b>. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">No true change on the inside means no true change on the outside either. We've gotta be washed from the inside out. As we grow in our relationship with Christ, as we read His word, talk with Him and spend time with Him, our words, actions, and attitudes will change. The more time you spend with Christ, the more you will begin to act like Him. It's just like with anyone you spend time with. That's why it's so important to be around believers and people that love God, and to not hang out so much with people who are consumed in the world. Who you hang out with will form you into what they are.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Don't go swim with the others. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Don't turn brown by spending time with the wrong people. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Don't hide your light. Shine it.</b></span></div>Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-48548683344594937102012-02-08T19:58:00.000-06:002012-02-08T19:58:00.202-06:00New MMT video: Why should I get involved?<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dkfjmchG-z8?rel=0" width="560"></iframe>Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-32698663273764871842012-02-07T18:58:00.000-06:002012-02-07T18:58:32.128-06:00You Never Let Go...Ever<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: center;">This past year..my jaw locked up, I was allergic to glutin, corn, and dairy, to name a few, I was in the ER with kidney stones, I'm currently three weeks behind on school...needless to say, many, many times I was down. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And I was down not just because of health issues either, mind you, but emotional - eight of my bffs moved away within six months time - and spiritual, too. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">With every thing that came up, every challenge, every hard spot...I'd break down. Most people don't know the hard times I had, and I'm not under <i>any</i> circumstances asking for sympathy, just making my point: </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">He never let go...ever.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">In every challenge, He was there.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">In every hard spot, He was there.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Every time I broke down, He was there.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Every time I would have given up, He held on tight and never ever let go...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">EVER.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death</div><div style="text-align: center;">Your perfect love is casting out fear</div><div style="text-align: center;">And even when I'm caught in the middle of the storms of this life</div><div style="text-align: center;">I won't turn back</div><div style="text-align: center;">I know you are near</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And I will fear no evil</div><div style="text-align: center;">For my God is with me</div><div style="text-align: center;">And if my God is with me</div><div style="text-align: center;">Whom then shall I fear?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Whom then shall I fear?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">(Chorus:)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh no, You never let go</div><div style="text-align: center;">Through the calm and through the storm</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh no, You never let go</div><div style="text-align: center;">In every high and every low</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh no, You never let go</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lord, You never let go of me</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And I can see a light that is coming for the heart that holds on</div><div style="text-align: center;">A glorious light beyond all compare</div><div style="text-align: center;">And there will be an end to these troubles</div><div style="text-align: center;">But until that day comes</div><div style="text-align: center;">We'll live to know You here on the earth</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">(Chorus)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yes, I can see a light that is coming for the heart that holds on</div><div style="text-align: center;">And there will be an end to these troubles</div><div style="text-align: center;">But until that day comes</div><div style="text-align: center;">Still I will praise You, still I will praise You</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Matt Redman, You Never Let Go</div></div>Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-79946906996340996162012-02-06T18:46:00.000-06:002012-02-06T18:46:10.108-06:00Waiting for a Sign<div style="text-align: center;">Just a moment ago, I sat here at the computer looking at the comments that you, my dear readers, have left on my last couple of posts. And as I sat, a song came on. It was Lift Me Up, by the Afters.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I've always loved this song, but the timing seemed impeccable. So here I am...posting about it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Waiting for the sunrise</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Waiting for the day</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Waiting for a sign</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>That I'm where you want me to be</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I love this part, I mean, it's SO true! Sometimes, when I don't know where to go, don't know what to do, don't feel like I'm making an impact for the Kingdom...just the feeling that I'm wasting time...I am just waiting for the sunrise, the day, a sign, any sign, that I'm where HE wants me to be. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I feel like I'm open. I feel like I am just supposed to sit and wait for direction, and until then do....well, nothing but sit and wait.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">That's not what the Christian life is supposed to be. We are to continually be shining our lights in the world, though small they are, they are still a light in a dark world. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Even a little glimmer can be clearly seen in the pitch dark.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, here I sit.</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Waiting.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">But is that what I'm supposed to be doing?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I - we! - have already been given direction.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Go ye therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost, teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you, and lo, I am with you always, even until the end of the world. -Matthew 28:18-20</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">That sounds a lot like directions to me. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm a firstborn, I like structure, I like specifics, I like order. So this command, this direction, this guidance, seems pretty broad. But keep in mind that that's not all the direction that He gives us! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">He guides and directs us, this is very, very true, but in some instances we might not receive specific instruction.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sitting on your rear end waiting for specifics is one thing. Working to further His Kingdom and serve His people in any way you know how is another thing entirely. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Most likely, we are not going to get moment by moment instructions, but that's ok, because we've already received an order from our Lord - go ye therefore.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, in the meantime, I - we - just have to keep working. We've need to pray for guidance and direction, but always look towards the goal, never stop learning, serving, and worshiping Him, and continually work to further His Kingdom.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">There's no time to sit around and wait. 2000 years ago the time was at hand...what does that mean for right now?</div>Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-9079682329131886302012-02-04T09:41:00.001-06:002012-02-04T09:53:16.098-06:00You are what you Eat<div style="text-align: center;">You've no doubt heard this at one time or another, it's a pretty widespread phrase.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">You are what you eat.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">But have you ever thought about it in a different aspect?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">How about,<i><b> you are what you believe?</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Interesting statement, yet true.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">What you believe determines your actions, attitude, and choices throughout your life.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Now I'm not talking about what you <i>say</i> you believe, I'm talking about what you believe <span style="font-size: large;">deep down</span>. So deep may be these beliefs that you never really put them into words, you just...believe them. They're who you are - what you're made of.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The choices you make show what you believe. They show whats important to you. They show who you are.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's the same with your attitude and every other aspect of life. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">You are what you believe.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">What <i>do</i> you believe? Is it really what's in your creed? Or is it just what you say you believe cause that's what makes sense in your head? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Does the stuff that makes sense in your head make sense in your heart?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">You are what you <strike>eat</strike> believe.</span></div>Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-26106318522637005172012-01-31T19:58:00.000-06:002012-01-31T19:58:39.103-06:00Worth Fighting For<div style="text-align: center;">The clock ticks. Slowly. Steadily.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You chew your pencil. Day dreaming. Staring.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You inhale. You exhale.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">School, chores, work, church, volunteer work, hanging out, video games...these things fill your life, your spare time, your thoughts.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Life seems boring. Dull. Repetitive.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You want adventure. Excitement. Purpose.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You know what you could be doing. You know what you want to be doing. You know what you need to be doing. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">But somehow, these things often don't happen.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Life becomes grey. Purposeless. Worthless.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You need something. Something new. Something exciting. Adventure. Purpose. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Something worth fighting for.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Every hour, dozens of abortions take place in the US alone.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Every hour, Dalits are raped and murdered.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Every second, a mortal life ends and an eternal life or death begins.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">These are battles that are currently going on in your world.</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">These are battles most people either don't know about, or just chose to ignore. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">These are just a few examples of causes worth fighting for.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">End abortion. End the raping and murder of Dalits. <span style="font-size: large;">Show the lost the Savior.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You have a choice.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You can chose to ignore these ongoing battles like most people, or you can fight. It's your choice.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">No excuses.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>There are things in this life that are worth fighting for.</b></span></div>Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-84942530269308665442011-12-30T13:23:00.000-06:002011-12-30T13:23:45.576-06:00Strange how things Change<div style="text-align: justify;">My dear readers! I am back! Three months is so long and so short a time. Short in the way that its hard to believe that I haven't posted since then. Long in the way that it feels like I've grown up a lot since then. I don't know what it is about time, but it feels like you never have enough of it and it flies so fast. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Funny thing about time. You love it and you hate it. You hate it when you can't wait for some specific time or event to come. You love it when it's there and when it's gone it's kind of a mixture of feelings. Love-hate relationship I suppose.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">What's strange is change.</span> It's strange how these two things we love and hate work together in perfect harmony to create the constant whirl of life. As time goes by everything around us changes - and we change. It's hard to find a solid, unchanging ground to stand upon, but once you find it, it will carry you through life - through all those changes - and it alone will be unchanging. <span style="font-size: large;">This ground is God. </span>This solid, unchanging, firm place is our Heavenly Father. The only One who will not change, who will carry you through life with all that change, whether good or bad, and will never let you fall. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Maybe that's what has changed most in my life in the past three months. My feet have become even more firmly planted on that Solid Ground. <span style="font-size: large;">Daily it seems like they can't be more firmly planted, but as the next day (or challenge) comes and goes, I am over and over again proven wrong.</span> And how glad I am that I have been wrong so many times! Because for every time I am wrong my feet are planted more firmly and my eyes more set on that which matters most of all. Yes, both my feet and eyes go astray way too often from that which they should be on, but without fail He brings me back again. That's the God I serve. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">It's strange how things change. One day you think everything is great, nothing could go wrong; the next day the clouds overhead become dark and let loose their water; and the next, the sun shines out even brighter than before. <span style="font-size: large;">You can't ever tell what the next day - or even the next moment! - will bring, but you know that the Rock you are continually standing upon will always be the same.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Thanks, Talia, for encouraging me to come back. :)</div><div style="text-align: justify;">In Christ our Rock I stand,</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Buttercup</div>Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-88552040690149760632011-09-27T20:14:00.000-05:002011-09-27T20:14:15.078-05:0050 minus 1 Q&A about me :)<b>1. High heels or boots?</b> I trip <i>without </i>heels. Give me heels and I'd think you were trying to get rid of me. I like boots. :)<br />
<b>2. What time did you get up this morning?</b> Sevenish I think...<br />
<b>3. What was the last movie you saw at the theater?</b> Pirates of the Carribean 4. Not a fave but still a good movie. :)<br />
<b>4. What is your maiden name?</b> Well, right now at least, it's my <i>last name.</i><br />
<b>5. What is your favorite TV show?</b> Well, seeing as I don't really watch TV besides a random NCIS guess that's my fave. xP<br />
<b>6. What do you usually have for breakfast? </b>Cereal. *sheepish grin* I'm lazy in the mornings.<br />
<b>7. What is your middle name?</b> Don't you wish you knew...<br />
<b>8. What food do you dislike?</b> Olives.<br />
<b>9. What is your favorite CD at the moment?</b> Let's make that plural...Undone by Mercy Me, Restored by Jeremy Camp, Underdog by Audio Adrenaline, and Over and Underneath by Tenth Avenue North.<br />
<b>10. What characteristic do you despise?</b> Self-centeredness.<br />
<b>11. Favorite clothing?</b> Blue jeans.<br />
<b>12. Anywhere in the world on vacation?</b> Not all that hip on vacations. Missions trip? Now we're talking!<br />
<b>13. Are you an organized person?</b> Can't stand my room a mess. Drives me bonkers.<br />
<b>14.Where would you retire to?</b> Right here.<br />
<b>15. What was your most recent memorable birthday?</b> This last one. Awesome possum to say the very, very least.<br />
<b>16. What are you going to do when you finish this?</b> Homework.<br />
<b>17. Furthest place you have ever been to?</b> Belize.<br />
<b>18. Person you wish you could meet?</b> *wish* or *will*? If the latter, then my Lord!<br />
<b>19. When is your birthday? </b>Not tellin'. Though a certain person reading this should know all to well...haha. You know who you are. Don't ask your brother.<br />
<b>20. Are you a morning person or a night person?</b> Night.<br />
<b>21. What is your shoe size?</b> Ultra tiny. 6-6 1/2.<br />
<b>22. Do you own any animals?</b> Nope.<br />
<b>23. Any news you'd like to share?</b> (I feel...interviewed. Like, "anything else you want to say?" Anyways...) I am going to try my hardest to get Go Ye Therefore out this Friday! Don't ask how much I've done...this month has been crazy. And...I'm the world's bestest procrastinator...<br />
<b>24. When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up?</b> Many, many things...One that sticks out in my memory though is an interior designer.<br />
<b>25. What is your favorite flower?</b> Sunflower. :) They're so big and bright and just seem like they're smiling at you.<br />
<b>26. What day on the calender are you looking forward to?</b> hm....probably this Friday...Co-op, Teen Club water day, and sleepover! :)<br />
<b>27. If you were a crayon, what would you be?</b> I don't know...probably a mix between hot pink (excited and happy) and sea blue (calm and peaceful)...depends on the time of day and who is around me.<br />
<b>28. How is the weather right now?</b> Teasing. Holding all that rain up there and just blowing away from us and dropping all it's beautiful goodness somewhere else that doesn't NEED it as much as we do.<br />
<b>29. Last person you spoke to on the phone?</b> My friend, Nona. (nickname)<br />
<b>30. Favorite drink?</b> Water or Dr. Pepper. Depends...<br />
<b>31. Favorite Restaurant?</b> Giovanni's. ooooh man.<br />
<b>32. Hair color?</b> Blonde and proud of it.<br />
<b>33. What was your favorite toy as a child?</b> Giraffee. :) And *was* isn't the right word... xD<br />
<b>34. Spring, Summer, Fall, or Winter?</b> WINTER!<br />
<b>35. Chocolate or vanilla?</b> Vanilla!<br />
<b>36. Coffee or tea?</b> Neither. Aw man, that's the second time now...<br />
<b>37. Wish you were still young?</b> What's that supposed to mean? I'm still high school.<br />
<b>38. Do you want to get married?</b> Depends on what He's got in mind. :)<br />
<b>39. When was the last time you cried?</b> Yesterday or the day before.<br />
<b>40. What is under your bead?</b> Nothing but carpet.<br />
<b>41. What did you do last night?</b> Sat in the dark. (Power went out)<br />
<b>42. What are you afraid of?</b> Needles. O.O<br />
<b>43. Salty or sweet?</b> oooh sweeeeet!!!<br />
<b>44. Best quality you have?</b> I feel bad answering this question. I don't know...ask someone else...<br />
<b>45. How many years at the current job?</b> Random babysitting job? <i>Maybe </i>a year. <i>Maybe. </i><br />
<b>46. Favorite day of the week?</b> Sunday!<br />
<b>47. Favorite movie?</b> Don't have one, but I love Fireproof, Soul Surfer (just saw it for the first time...LOVED IT!), Princess Bride...and others.<br />
<b>48. Have you ever had a crush on anyone?</b> That's for <i>me </i>to know. Some of these questions are creepy...<br />
<b>49. Do you like finding all this stuff out about your friends? </b>Oh yeah! Especially when it's peoples like <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="http://www.sistersnthesavior.blogspot.com/">Anna</a></span>, who tagged me, because she knows how to write and make you just die laughing.<br />
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If you want to do this, please feel free! :)<br />
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Have a SUPER DUPER FANTASTIC rest of week!!!<br />
Love in Christ,<br />
Buttercup :)Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-85440559504976445862011-09-23T15:32:00.000-05:002011-09-23T15:32:49.377-05:00The Legal Mass Murder<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;">It’s a mass murder that goes on both continually and legally. It has claimed 15,167,502 (fifteen million, one hundred and sixty seven, five hundred and two) lives since the year 2000. It tears families, friends, and a country apart. This ominous monster is known as Abortion. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: .5in;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"><span> </span>Abortion is the killing of unborn infants in the name of freedom. But what freedom is this? This so called freedom is the freedom to kill defenseless children, to end their lives that have hardly even begun, just so that the woman doesn’t have the “burden” of raising a child. But what freedom does this child have? If you are honest, then the only answer is that they have none at all. This unborn child has no say in whether or not their life will end right then and there. They are completely defenseless in the arms of the ugly fiend known as “choice”. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"><span> </span>Many people are unaware of how this monster works. And many people, like me, know as much as they can handle knowing. The act of abortion is utterly sick. It is brutal. The unborn child is not thought of as human excepting where the furtherance of science is involved. They are inhumanely murdered – taken from their only life support (their mother’s womb) and then they are killed in one of the many indescribable ways that man has thought up. When dead, they are used to further science, not buried or cremated like a normal human being. Their still forming, beautifully designed, little body is treated like garbage. Tell me there are not people that evil in this world who take pleasure in doing this! But there are. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"><span> </span>Here are a few reasons why you should not support abortion. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"><span> </span>1. By supporting abortion you are supporting murder – which is sin. Period. From the time of conception that baby is a human being – nothing less. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"><span> </span>2. The woman who goes through with an abortion usually regrets it. There have been many testimonies of women who had abortions having nightmares and hearing the cries of their baby whom they wanted dead, and other horrible things that only succeed in causing great grief, regret, and depression. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"><span> </span>3. You end a life. The numbers are unreal, the process horrific, the regrets exceeding painful. But the worst part is the fact that that child, that unborn person, doesn’t have a chance to live. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"><span> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"><span> </span>I think that the most intelligent people on earth cannot truly believe that the unborn baby is not human. If life does not begin at conception then when does it begin? I think that doctors know deep down, even if they don’t admit it, that the unborn baby is indeed human. How can they not when they hear that little heart beat, feel the feet kick, see the baby suck his thumb? And then still, they can take that baby out of his or her mother’s womb and lay it on the table to suffocate, or worse – why?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"><span> </span>There is nothing good about abortion. Choice? Why should we have a choice? The choice to commit sin and not to commit sin is prevalent all day every day. Abortion is murder. Murder is sin. Abortion is encouraged; therefore murder (and sin) is encouraged by the giving of a choice. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"><span> </span>It very well may be that the way to end abortion is to steal away the hearts of those who carry them out – by communicating to the doctors the truth about the awful task they are carrying out and the implications of it. And then telling them of the love and forgiveness that Christ alone supplies. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"> What will you do? Will you assent to the murder of innocent unborn babies? Will you allow it to carry on when you can do something about it? Will you promote this mass murder by your admission of being “Pro-Choice”?<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"><i>*originally written as a speech for a homeschool co-op class assignment*</i></span></span></div>Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8853576863909490244.post-15563532639048854552011-09-23T09:00:00.000-05:002011-09-23T09:00:03.174-05:00Healing Begins - Tenth Avenue North<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_OlfS9skI-s?rel=0" width="560"></iframe><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">So you thought you had to keep this up<br />
All the work that you do<br />
So we think that you're good<br />
And you can't believe it's not enough<br />
All the walls you built up<br />
Are just glass on the outside<br />
<br />
So let 'em fall down<br />
There's freedom waiting in the sound<br />
When you let your walls fall to the ground<br />
We're here now<br />
<br />
This is where the healing begins, oh<br />
This is where the healing starts<br />
When you come to where you're broken within<br />
The light meets the dark<br />
The light meets the dark<br />
<br />
Afraid to let your secrets out<br />
Everything that you hide<br />
Can come crashing through the door now<br />
But too scared to face all your fear<br />
So you hide but you find<br />
That the shame won't disappear<br />
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So let it fall down<br />
There's freedom waiting in the sound<br />
When you let your walls fall to the ground<br />
We're here now<br />
We're here now, oh<br />
<br />
This is where the healing begins, oh<br />
This is where the healing starts<br />
When you come to where you're broken within<br />
The light meets the dark<br />
The light meets the dark<br />
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Sparks will fly as grace collides<br />
With the dark inside of us<br />
So please don't fight<br />
This coming light<br />
Let this blood come cover us<br />
His blood can cover us<br />
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This is where the healing begins, oh<br />
This is where the healing starts<br />
When you come to where you're broken within<br />
The light meets the dark<br />
The light meets the dark</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">(</span><a href="http://www.christianlyricsonline.com/artists/tenth_avenue_north/tenth_avenue_healing_begins.html">http://www.christianlyricsonline.com/artists/tenth_avenue_north/tenth_avenue_healing_begins.html</a>)</span>Buttercuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01956798167136912423noreply@blogger.com2