<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002</id><updated>2011-08-25T22:53:07.143-07:00</updated><category term='king'/><category term='house'/><category term='running'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='kingdom'/><category term='endure'/><category term='heart'/><category term='dwell'/><title type='text'>jenny'sjournal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-2313189767373749472</id><published>2010-02-11T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T12:33:26.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Know Him as ___fill in the blank ____ .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/S3Rnv6WJDkI/AAAAAAAAAQg/pGHDFlnoLsA/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/S3Rnv6WJDkI/AAAAAAAAAQg/pGHDFlnoLsA/s320/heart.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437084722956668482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Started writing a book today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;It's been on my heart to do for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Not as easy as I expected it to be.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Not so much for the writing and technical part of it, but for what it requires me to do. It requires me to dig into a tender place of my heart.  A place that was broken. A place I have allowed Him to heal from over 6 years ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;It's also a place I had covered up as if covering it with a rug. The rug didn't remove anything, it just wasn't visible to anyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Over the last couple years, I let God truly uncover the rug and do His work. I've realized that if you let Him, He comes and fills you in every part of who you are, with everything He is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;The beauty of Him being Everything, is that He is EVERYTHING YOU NEED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;You're struggling with anxiety, worry or fear? He is PEACE. {Ephesians 2:14 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;For He Himself is our peace...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;You run short on your bills/payments and not able to feed your family that night? He is PROVIDER {Romans 8:32- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;You entered into a deep depression because of something that happened? He is JOY {Psalm 31:24-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Be of good courage, And He shall strengthen your heart, All you who hope in the LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;. }&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;You feel weak because of something that happened in your life? He is STRENGTH {nehemiah 8:10 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt; The joy of the Lord is your Strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;You didn't have an earthly father that stayed around and you've tried your whole life to be seen as beautiful? He is DADDY {Romans 8:15-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; ...you received the Spirit of sonship. And by him we cry, "Abba, Father."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;The places of your heart that is broken..He comes and is HEALING {Malachi 4:2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;But for you who fear my name, the Sun of Righteousness will rise with healing in his wings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;I will tell more about this book as time goes on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;But digging in this tender part of my heart I realize it is no longer tender because of hurt and pain...but it is now tender because of His Love and Healing. I'm so thankful for Everything He is and who He became to me in that part of my life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt; It takes time for sure. and it is a journey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;But if you're struggling with any hurt/doubt/fear..etc., Enter into His rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Know that He who called you is Faithful and He who called you will do it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;{1 Thessalonians 5:24} . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Recognize Him as that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Know Him as Everything you need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Know Him as  ___ {fill in the blank} ___ . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;love.love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;jenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-2313189767373749472?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2313189767373749472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=2313189767373749472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/2313189767373749472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/2313189767373749472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2010/02/know-him-as-fill-in-blank.html' title='Know Him as ___fill in the blank ____ .'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/S3Rnv6WJDkI/AAAAAAAAAQg/pGHDFlnoLsA/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-4098199011139687797</id><published>2010-01-24T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:34:40.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Usually I will write something only when I have something really deep to say. But right now, maybe I just want to ramble...perhaps something deep will come of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;perhaps it won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I Just returned from Houston last week. We had a powerful 3 days. I ministered with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rallysforchrist.org/"&gt;Rick Reyna Ministries/ Rallys for Christ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I joined &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thequeenslivemusic"&gt;the Queens&lt;/a&gt; in leading worship for the conference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/S10syWcOlzI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Ey_BRuj7Ez4/s320/queens.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430545969207744306" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I love people who can love God / have fun and be normal at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; Back in October I had the opportunity to minister with the Reyna's  in New York City in places like Harlem and Washington Heights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/S10oblDUXpI/AAAAAAAAAQI/oXDjnZz_OTc/s320/nyc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430541179946294930" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/S10oR5ynWQI/AAAAAAAAAQA/-TYAhL7heao/s320/rallys4christ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430541013714688258" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I have seen the Love of God through them...to both the sinners and the saints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Jesus came to save the lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Religion came to save their reputation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I'm going to reward myself today for the "shortest blog I've ever written" award. I usually write &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;novels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; but today was just a short story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;  I'm excited to see the days   a h e a d . It is quite the adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;God is doing some major things... mostly behind the scenes... I mean, I know some details of things He is doing...but I know He is working details out FAR more than I can comprehend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Isaiah 45:15 - Clearly, you are a God who works &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;behind the scenes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;So I just rest in Him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;and watch it all unfold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;life.is.truly.beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;j &amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-4098199011139687797?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4098199011139687797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=4098199011139687797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/4098199011139687797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/4098199011139687797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2010/01/usually-i-will-write-something-only.html' title='update.'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/S10syWcOlzI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Ey_BRuj7Ez4/s72-c/queens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-7925467693624576491</id><published>2010-01-03T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:16:33.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/S0EeQ8k9B4I/AAAAAAAAAP4/q6TOzvJ-vBg/s1600-h/mountain_climbing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/S0EeQ8k9B4I/AAAAAAAAAP4/q6TOzvJ-vBg/s320/mountain_climbing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422648702818649986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Resolution- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;noun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The state or quality of being resolute; firm determination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A resolving to do something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A course of action determined or decided on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;I really need to write more. Well, maybe I'll put that on my resolution list. I haven't really made one...but I do have things in my heart that I want to do more of this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;1. re evaluate my time. investing it in a much greater degree to things of worth (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Jesus, family, friendships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;2. run a half marathon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;3. be a better friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;4. journal every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;5....list goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Interesting statistic: They say that over 97% of resolutions won't be kept by people when they make them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;I am optimistic enough to believe I'd be in that 3% that does keep them, but it's only by the Lord's help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;I'll let you in on some things I'm going to do in keeping my goals for this year- complete with supporting scriptures: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;1. Write down your goals &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;         Habakkuk 2:2 {Then the Lord answered me and said: "Write the vision and make it plain               on tablets, that he may run that reads it}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;      I think Habakkuk 2:2 was put in the Word just for me (Well, and for everyone else who reads it...but I think the Lord had me in mind) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;  To be completely honest with you, sometimes {in the past}, when people would ask me to do something or tell me something, if I didn't write it down I would often forget it. I don't know why. I say in the past because I'm putting that on my goals for this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Some people can be told to do something and they'll remember without writing it down. I think it has something to do with what type of learner you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Anyway, when you write down your vision/goals you can be reminded of them everytime you see them...which is however often YOU CHOOSE to put your eyes on them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;How about daily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;That leads me to the second point of keeping my goals and resolutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;2. Take it Day by Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;     Matthew 6:31-34 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;{ So don't worry. Don't say, 'What will we eat?' Or, 'What will we drink?' Or, 'What will we wear?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;People who are ungodly run after all of those things. Your Father who is in heaven knows that you need them. But put God's kingdom first. Do what he wants you to do. Then all of those things will also be given to you.So don't worry about tomorrow. Tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;     Instead of wondering " Will I be in the 3% or the 97% at the end of the year?" take it day by day. I decide to be in that 3% today.  Do that every day, and by the end of the week you'll still be in the 3%. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Long term vision is GOOD and Necessary...but you must also have daily vision as well...that's how the long term vision comes to pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;pretty simple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;but pretty true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;3.  Honor the Lord with your days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;     Isaiah 50:4b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt; { Morning by morning he wakens me and opens my understanding to His will. } &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;    This could be an extension of the second one about taking things day by day....but it's a little deeper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;What would this next year be like if you DEDICATED each day to the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Definition of Dedicate: { to set apart and consecrate to a sacred purpose, to devote wholly and earnestly, to set aside for} &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;What a year it would be to HONOR the Lord with your days and goals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Most of all, He'll help you. AND even the days when you slip back into the 97%, His GRACE treats you like you're still in the 3%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;That's just like my God :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;SO....I think I'm gonna take a little time to write down some goals I have for this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Let's live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;....on purpose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;love.love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;j ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-7925467693624576491?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7925467693624576491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=7925467693624576491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/7925467693624576491'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SwTRIwXV9VI/AAAAAAAAAPs/xz0rgXOay6Y/s1600/hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SwTRIwXV9VI/AAAAAAAAAPs/xz0rgXOay6Y/s200/hope.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405675401103406418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Romans 5:5 says, "Now HOPE does not dissapoint, because the love of God has been poured out in our hearts by the Holy Spirit who was given to us. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;How often have we been disappointed when certain things we had our hope set on didn't come to pass? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;How many people are in something, where the situation looks hopeless? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;It is true, situations can be hopeless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Opportunities or jobs can be hopeless....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;and whenever hope is set upon someTHING, Disappointment is a possibility. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;But there is a way to live, where disappointment will NEVER occur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;It is by setting our hope on Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;I knew of someone who had applied for an awesome job opportunity, working for a ministry. His hope was set on this job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Time passed on, and excitement was building for this job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;He was almost sure he got the job. He then got a call that informed him that someone else had been hired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;His hope had been shut down and he was disappointed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;There's an old hymn that comes up in my heart when I think of this situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Turn your eyes upon Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Look full in His wonderful face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;And the things of earth will grow strangely dim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;in the light of His Glory and Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;We turn our eyes upon Hope's face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;and it doesn't disappoint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;1 Peter 1:13 says, "Therefore gird up the loins of your mind, be sober, and rest your hope fully upon the grace that is to be brought to you at the revelation of Jesus Christ" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;When our hope is Jesus, and not the arm or doings of man, we will NEVER be disappointed. He has never failed us. No, not once. Not ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Sure, times will come in life where things will not go in a way that we thought they would...but when that happens, we realize.. hope is not this job...hope is not this opportunity....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;My hope is Jesus...and nothing else. He'll never let you down and will bring you into the BEST He has for you. His best is always in your future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;It is possible and the plan of God for you, to live a life free of disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;It's just in complete TRUST and FAITH in His Faithfulness....He is our hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;What a victorious life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;j.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-1717013289389483663?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1717013289389483663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=1717013289389483663' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/1717013289389483663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/1717013289389483663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-hope-does-not-disappoint.html' title='this hope does not disappoint...'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SwTRIwXV9VI/AAAAAAAAAPs/xz0rgXOay6Y/s72-c/hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-229850231299912357</id><published>2009-10-26T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:18:50.744-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dwell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kingdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='king'/><title type='text'>The King lives here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SuZEFbPlmCI/AAAAAAAAAOU/xHuuvvKkx9w/s1600-h/monopoly+house+cropped+blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SuZEFbPlmCI/AAAAAAAAAOU/xHuuvvKkx9w/s320/monopoly+house+cropped+blue.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397076063453288482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;You just got the call. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;The King is coming over to visit you at your house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;"Why would He visit my house when He could just stay in His Kingdom with servants and maids?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Once the shock settles down, you take a survey of the state of your house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Your living room is unorganized. Your kitchen's a mess. Every room has hidden messes...random things stuffed in the closet... but surely the king won't look there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;So you begin to clean. Not just surface clean, but deep clean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;You hide the dishes from Target and you put out the fine china.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I mean, it's the King who is coming. He deserves honor, respect. He deserves the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;After hours of scrubbing and cleaning, everything is finally immaculate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Your house is prepared for the King.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Ten minutes until the King arrives and tons of thoughts are filling your head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;"Why would he come here? What would make him want to be here?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Knowing that the only way you could receive the answer is by finding out from the King Himself, you stop thinking and start doing one more look around the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;You hear a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;knock at the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; and your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; jumps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;The King is here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;You greet Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;He smiles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;You invite Him in, still wondering why He would want to have dinner with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Over the fine dinner you prepared, you smile as you glance over the house you had prepared for Him too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;The King asks you a question: "Can I stay here? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Did the King really just ask that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Here? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Why would He stay here, instead of His fine Kingdom? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;"Why would you want to stay here when you could live in a perfect place? Where you could be served? " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;This was His answer to me: " I am here and became King,  not to be served, but to serve. The place where I live is already perfect. There is no need there. I ask of you to accept my invitation, so that as I dwell here, I can make it better. I will bring the finest things of my Kingdom and bring them into this house. My china, My furniture. I will make additions to your house. It will be just like my Kingdom...in this house. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;"What an honor that you would not only come to visit, but actually live in my house. But I have a confession to make. It's not perfectly clean. There are some corners and closets that I have hid junk. I don't think you'd want to live here. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;"When I come to live here, I will clean that out. Thank you for revealing that to me. I will begin there. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;The biggest smile came across my face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;The KING lives here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Isn't this what Jesus, the King of Kings, does for us? We are His temple. His dwelling place. He didn't come just to VISIT but to Stay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;How often do we hide things? Acting as though He is just coming for a short visit and won't see the things that are shameful, or things we need to work on and clear out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;But that's what He came to do. He came to fill the most precious parts of who we are, with Himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;It is obvious when the King dwells in a place. It is better than it was before. Adding on to who you currently are...as you find your REAL life which is hidden in Him (colossians 3:3 )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;That's what He longs to do in your heart...and He will if you allow Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Read this scripture, keeping in mind that you are His temple:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Isaiah 6:1 (amplified)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;...{in a vision} I saw the Lord sitting upon a throne, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;high and lifted up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;, and the skirts of His train filled t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;he {most holy par&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;t of the} temple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;He wants to fill the most holy part of you with Himself. That happens when He is high and lifted up in your heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Exalted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; Colossians 3:16 says, "Let the word {spoken by} Christ (the Messiah) have its home {in your hearts and minds} and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;dwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; in you in {all its} richness..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;We are His Holy Habitation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;The King lives here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-229850231299912357?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/229850231299912357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=229850231299912357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/229850231299912357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/229850231299912357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/10/king-lives-here.html' title='The King lives here.'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SuZEFbPlmCI/AAAAAAAAAOU/xHuuvvKkx9w/s72-c/monopoly+house+cropped+blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-4153289016751390003</id><published>2009-09-30T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:19:19.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonjour from Paris France!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SsPPT5-SLWI/AAAAAAAAAN8/oUUasQSGv9E/s1600-h/7231_1254487084936_1312327606_763840_3736916_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SsPPT5-SLWI/AAAAAAAAAN8/oUUasQSGv9E/s320/7231_1254487084936_1312327606_763840_3736916_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387377520151768418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am, writ&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;g from Paris France. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Just the fact that I was able to figure out how to post something on this blog was a minor miracle, considering everything was changed to French on blogspot. Apparently, creer un Blog means to create a new blog...and Connexion means to log in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;but I figured it out, Glory to God! So now I can freely write, updating a little bit of this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;This trip has been nothing short of amazing. God has been in every detail of it. He's why we went. He's why we stayed. HE is why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;and this week He just continued to reveal Himself to me of His love, His Grace...and showed a little more of How he loves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;We must never take for granted a day for Him to teach us how to Love. He knows. He is Love. We can most certainly learn from Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;As I walked through the streets of Paris, or sat on the Metro as it took us to and fro...I once again saw a sea of people...lost..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;It would bring tears to my eyes. Jesus died for each of them. As &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/loveeveryonethemost.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Caroline Turner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; says, He loves us all the Most. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;But seeing those people really brought a realization to me of the importance of Eternity. What a joy it is to show people Jesus. It honestly brings Joy to EVERY day of life. and it will continue to do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;On another note (sort of) I love seeing the Lord work...He works not only on the obvious, visible things...but also behind the scenes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;When I was 6 years old, taking French Lessons with Terri Savelle Foy...I never thought...when I am 22, I am going to go to paris, france with her. But God was working Behind the scenes...and all those details He was tying together...and Here I am with Terri..in Paris France. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;The only thing I remembered from those French Lessons when I was 6 was happy Birthday to you -Bonne fete a toi(But even then, that was perfect because today is Terri's Birthday- so those French lessons really came in handy tonight as we sang happy birthday to her) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;She ministered at Hillsong Paris Friday Night and Sunday. And then at Paris Christian Centre on Sunday Night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;We have been to so many Beautiful places - The Louvre, The Eiffel Tower (just had dinner on the eiffel tower), Notre Dame, Sacre Crouex, and so many more things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;It's been quite an adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Had SO many Divine Appointments...constantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Last Night in the Hotel Lobby, they said I could play the piano and sing while people sat at the bar. So I sat down at the piano...and we had a worship service in the Hotel Lobby in Paris France. We even sang some songs in French.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;how cool is God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I'll post more pictures and more stories later...but here's one of the eiffel tower:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SsPSh5KDhdI/AAAAAAAAAOM/OJeQwvNO2Q4/s320/IMG_0637.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387381058985756114" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Eiffel Tower at Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;God is good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;(Dieu est bon!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;\\love.love.//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;j.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-4153289016751390003?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4153289016751390003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=4153289016751390003' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/4153289016751390003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/4153289016751390003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/09/here-i-am-writing-from-paris-france.html' title='Bonjour from Paris France!'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SsPPT5-SLWI/AAAAAAAAAN8/oUUasQSGv9E/s72-c/7231_1254487084936_1312327606_763840_3736916_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-1360337137020175891</id><published>2009-08-22T09:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:19:56.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Power of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/08/22/413.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/08/22/s_413.jpg" border="0" width="281" height="210" style="margin:5px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Love formed the earth, He created me so intricately.taking every moment of my life...laying it out, making sure it would be pleasing to me...because that is what pleases Him.  This is Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Desire and Delight loved me as I was...and 2 became 1...he took my weaknesses, and gave me His strength.&lt;br /&gt;I can not quite describe His beauty.  It's not one of this world...but it is Pure. Undefiled.  Constant.  Consistent. This Love treasures who I am.  Treasures who I will become. His confidence in me is my Confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Treasures my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Love.  Above every thought and dream...it's exceeding.&lt;br /&gt;Surpasses all knowledge. Goes beyond emotion.  It's deep within all I am. This Love is written...more like etched... on my heart...never to be erased or removed...only to grow deeper and deeper...more engrained to full completion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He prefers me over His own life.  He sees The price of my imperfect life worth the cost of a perfect one.&lt;br /&gt;Loves blood at His precious mercy seat is constantly crying out, pleading for me...because of mercy, nothing can or ever will separate me from my One True Love.&lt;br /&gt;Love pursues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is Love...GOD is Love.&lt;br /&gt;&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/4380814075136549002-1360337137020175891?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1360337137020175891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=1360337137020175891' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/1360337137020175891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/1360337137020175891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/08/power-of-love.html' title='Power of Love'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-7642320836206858416</id><published>2009-07-21T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:20:10.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithfulness...He's got you covered.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;love thinking about the faithfulness of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;I wanted to share a little bit of His faithfulness in my life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Oh...He is Good. Only Good (Psalm 119:68)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;I was 18 months old. Just learned how to take off my car seat. My family friend, Barry J. was taking me to daycare.&lt;br /&gt;I had just taken off my car seat and he turns around and tells me to get back in my seat. As he turns around, he did not see that the road curved. The car flew off the road, flipped about 7 times and threw me out of the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I landed (more like placed) inches from a VERY sharp rock and a foot away from a barbed wire fence. When the ambulance came, I was dead on the scene, and they could not recognize me so they classified me as a Jane Doe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had to get me to the hospital fast so they Careflighted me to the nearest hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said I'd die.&lt;br /&gt;Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;They said I'd never walk again.&lt;br /&gt;Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So coming out of the wreck with only a broken femur, I had to wear a full body cast for a while. But God's GOODNESS and LOVE protected me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known this testimony for my whole life. But the next part of the story, I did not know until 2 years ago. I had lived 20 years, being thankful for God's protection on my life...but little did I know the extent of it.&lt;br /&gt;I was at the Prayer Mountain Conference in October of 07 (i think) and Mama Jenkins was with my grandmother and mother, talking about my wreck. I go in thinking...why are they talking about this? I walk up and see tears in my mom's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Mama Jenkins starts telling this story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was in Houston at the time, and the Lord spoke to her and said..."Go to Fort Worth and pray for the Baby."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she immediately got on a greyhound bus, (probably got everyone saved and healed while she was on there) and was praying for the Baby. She didn't know who the baby was...she was just praying for the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she got to Fort Worth, the Lord said..."Go to the Civic Center."&lt;br /&gt;We used to have our Southwest Believer's convention in the Civic center in fort worth.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this all happened the same week of convention.&lt;br /&gt;So, of course she did it.&lt;br /&gt;As she walked in, 2 of the largest angels she had ever seen escorted her to the 3rd row where all the ministers sit. She said it like this, "THey didn't know me from Adam but the angels took me to the front section."&lt;br /&gt;As they sat her down, they said to her, "Thank you for praying for the Baby." and flew off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as they left, she saw my grandpa on the Platform, saying, "My granddaughter Jenny was just in a car accident. They said she was going to die, but she is going to be ok."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. After she finished telling me this story, I thought...for 20 years I had NO idea the great lengths the Lord went to protect my life. People were sent to intercede on my behalf. The devil tried to kill me, but God is bigger and He will do ANYTHING to protect the plan and life of one He loves. Even send a complete stranger hours and hours away in order to not leave a little one behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the first time I met Mama Jenkins and she met me...but I gave her (as you can imagine) the BIGGEST hug I think I had ever given anyone.. With tears rolling down my face, I just thought of the goodness of God. I still think about it all the time and it has the same effect on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh my...how many times have people interceded, without even knowing it...for your life. or my life. or anyones life...because there is a great plan...and the devil tries anything to take people off of that. But OOH the goodness and love of God. It overcomes EVERYTHING....and it's just believing in that goodness and Love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;He has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt; NOT been Faithful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-7642320836206858416?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7642320836206858416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=7642320836206858416' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/7642320836206858416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/7642320836206858416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/07/faithfulnesshes-got-you-covered.html' title='Faithfulness...He&apos;s got you covered.'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-2932073264111204885</id><published>2009-07-13T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:20:23.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SlwLEDzXrhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/QQ50LklAQ44/s1600-h/prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SlwLEDzXrhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/QQ50LklAQ44/s320/prayer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358169821032197650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Helvetica;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;table width="540" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Words of Smith Wigglesworth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma; mso-fareast-font-family:Helvetica;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;"I long to be in a great revival that will eclipse&lt;br /&gt;anything we have ever thought of.&lt;br /&gt;I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;faith to believe it is coming."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from the man who walked in the&lt;br /&gt;Extraordinary and miraculous every day...men&lt;br /&gt;were raised from the dead, limbs grew out,&lt;br /&gt;People's lives were changed....by this man's faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to eclipse what HE has ever thought of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envision that is where John 14:12 comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. That inspires me.&lt;br /&gt;I believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following prophecy was given by Kenneth Copeland on July 4, 2009, at the West Coast Believers Convention:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span serif=""   style="font-family:Verdana,;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;"This 'Great Awakening' that is hanging heavy over the United States even tonight. This 'Great Awakening' that's hanging heavy around the nations of the world but most especially in this country and in Canada. This 'Great Awakening' that is hanging there, just hanging there to be realized and to be, to be flowed and released throughout this nation and throughout the nation of Canada, and then in turn throughout the rest of the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The prayer, the prayer, the prayer, the prayer that's gone forth. The prayer that is going forth, that's where the power release is. That's where the trigger to these things is, that's the way you release them in your church and thus," saith the Lord thy God, "in this hour these churches that are teaching and training people to pray of which, are on this list and many others also, those are the churches where the explosion and the Shekinah Glory of God will be manifest first. The praying churches will walk in it first. And they'll say My revival broke out over there. No, answer '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt; broke out over there.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The 'Awakening' will come out of congregations, there is a hunger in this nation for holiness, holiness, real truth, Bible purity before God. And people will run into houses of worship where the glory of God is residing and hanging heavy and they'll say, 'Clean, clean, clean, oh to be clean, to be clean.' And they'll run into that atmosphere and My Blood will cleanse them from the top of their head to the soles of their feet. And My Word will take root on the inside of them and this nation is headed for a Holy Ghost wake up call." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Helvetica, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Helvetica, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;I have Faith to believe it's coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Helvetica, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Helvetica, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-2932073264111204885?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2932073264111204885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=2932073264111204885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/2932073264111204885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/2932073264111204885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/07/wake-up.html' title='Wake up!'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SlwLEDzXrhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/QQ50LklAQ44/s72-c/prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-2336928635332297482</id><published>2009-07-10T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:20:40.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SlgbTQV79kI/AAAAAAAAANs/AZopS3eJHlE/s1600-h/ahava.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SlgbTQV79kI/AAAAAAAAANs/AZopS3eJHlE/s320/ahava.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357061774375646786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Kathryn Kuhlman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;once said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;"I believe in miracles with every atom of my being...because I believe in God- but Kathryn Kuhlman has nothing to do with the healing of sick bodies. I have no healing power. It's the power of God that does the healing. The only part I have in it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;making Jesus real to the hearts of men and women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;. Any results there might be in this life of mine is not Kathryn Kuhlman. It's the Holy Spirit; It's what the Holy Spirit does through a yielded vessel."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;That's our call. Making Jesus real to the hearts of people. Is there any greater call than that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;How do you do that? By Love. Showing them the Love of God. Being an actual physical manifestation of God's Love to that person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;The Love of God is what changes people...Let them see Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Because when they receive Him, they automatically receive the anointing (burden-removing, yoke destroying power of God.) It's a package deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt; Life.changing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Has Jesus changed someone's life through you today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-2336928635332297482?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2336928635332297482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=2336928635332297482' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/2336928635332297482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/2336928635332297482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-know-love.html' title='I Know Love.'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SlgbTQV79kI/AAAAAAAAANs/AZopS3eJHlE/s72-c/ahava.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-5311191350952524804</id><published>2009-05-23T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:59:05.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I've done a lot of people watching lately...I tend to do that, especially in foreign countries. I like seeing how people react to one another in different situations. But also, whenever I people watch, I think about people that go through daily life, with no power, no LOVE, no Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what a life that would be to live with NO recognition or revelation of the REDEEMER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great life we live. We have the privilege to live victoriously. We have the SOURCE that meets all of our needs...And even though troubles come, we have the Answer to them ALL...and that is Jesus. Really...what a GREAT life. How can you know the power and LOVE of Jesus and have a bad day? NOT possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is our JOY. Our STRENGTH. Our FATHER. Our EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scripture has been rolling around in me these last couple of days....Matthew 9:36&lt;br /&gt;"But when he saw the multitudes, he was moved with compassion on them, because they fainted, and were scattered abroad, as sheep having no shepherd."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I've gone out these last couple of days, that scripture comes up in my heart and mostly brings tears to my eyes. These people NEED Jesus. These precious lives are crying out for their Redeemer.&lt;br /&gt;And they are in the Father's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in HIS heart before He ever came in ours.  Talk about LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these sheep are scattered abroad as sheep having no shepherd...But how can they call on HIM to save them, if they do not believe in Him? And how can they believe in him if they have never heard about him? And how can they hear about him unless someone tells them? (Romans 10:14-15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.  That's us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, may we be MOVED with your compassion for the lost. We have this GREAT GLORY and POWER on the inside of us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;not to be stored up, but to be poured out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Lead someone to JESUS today. Show them HIS Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Excited to hear testimonies about this! And the next entry will have a testimony of someone coming to Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is SO good. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-5311191350952524804?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5311191350952524804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=5311191350952524804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/5311191350952524804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/5311191350952524804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-done-lot-of-people-watching-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-907653317028011542</id><published>2009-05-17T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:59:25.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE. 1.john.4:8.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;It's an awesome thing to be used by God. It has been a SUPERNATURAL, EXTRAORDINARY couple of days here and I know around the world :) . Of course, we are on our way to Australia to minister at the Victory Campaigns, but the ministry happens wherever you are willing to go.  WE do not have days off from being the Light of the World. It's up to you if you choose to shine or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, God is so good! :) It's a pretty awesome thing to be available and used by God. what an honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some pictures from the last couple days! God is SO good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/ShC2cCivVcI/AAAAAAAAAMc/RzPuR6WIUJ0/s1600-h/IMG_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/ShC2cCivVcI/AAAAAAAAAMc/RzPuR6WIUJ0/s320/IMG_0153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336966151269209538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the Plane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 97:6 The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;heavens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; proclaim his righteousness,  and all the peoples see his glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my favorite picture so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/ShC65h0dG2I/AAAAAAAAAM8/iJ4A9i9MnSM/s1600-h/IMG_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/ShC65h0dG2I/AAAAAAAAAM8/iJ4A9i9MnSM/s320/IMG_0160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336971055927728994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 3:16- God SO loved {theodore} that He gave Jesus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this my favorite picture?  This is Theodore...my waiter I got to be with him on the GREATEST day of his life. The day he asked Jesus to come into his heart and life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning at 6 and couldn't go back to sleep, so I decided, I'll just go to breakfast . So I get my breakfast (awesome, by the way) and sit down. After I eat, I open my Bible and start reading about the fruit of the Spirit. Well, after I paid, Theodore came back to my table and just started talking and lingering around my table...like he didn't want to leave. So I said, "Theodore, i have a question for you. Have you met Jesus Christ? " (I see why I woke up at 6 for breakfast... )  He said, "No, but I want to."&lt;br /&gt;I said, "He is my best friend. He came and died for me, and rose again...and moved into my heart...and He wants to move in and make His home in your heart, too."&lt;br /&gt;Theodore said, "He does? I go to church every sunday, but have not asked Him in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him if he wanted to pray with me to ask Jesus to come and fill his life.&lt;br /&gt;He said, with tears in his eyes...Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he said, "will you please write what we just did down? I will put it in my pocket and remember everyday!" So I explained  what we did and what happened. He said, "This is the greatest day of my life! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is TRULY good.&lt;br /&gt;Theodore is loved unconditionally by our great Father. He'd leave the 99 for the 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this day of Harvest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;to GOD be the Glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-907653317028011542?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/907653317028011542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=907653317028011542' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/907653317028011542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/907653317028011542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/aloha-means-love-1john48.html' title='LOVE. 1.john.4:8.'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/ShC2cCivVcI/AAAAAAAAAMc/RzPuR6WIUJ0/s72-c/IMG_0153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-8042207568572923679</id><published>2009-05-13T05:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:21:04.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;You know, I have said it before and I will most certainly say it again: life is exciting.&lt;br /&gt;There is NOTHING better than loving God and people and advancing HIS kingdom as a result of that LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the kickstart of a GLORIOUS summer. Ready to love people: from 5 to 125. They're all people....and all in need of Love and an awakening to our MIGHTY, GOOD God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, He is TRULY good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this will turn into a ministry journal: updates on trips, awesome testimonies (which I KNOW there will be ), of course there will be pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I can start this off by saying I will be off to Australia the day after tomorrow . Oh, GOD is so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Matthew 6:33 Seek first the kingdom of God and all these things will be added unto you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;LOVE.&amp;amp;.be.loved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-8042207568572923679?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8042207568572923679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=8042207568572923679' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/8042207568572923679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/8042207568572923679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-know-i-have-said-it-before-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-6765331985789887427</id><published>2009-04-15T15:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T00:00:07.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No greater love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Romans 5:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; And hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm going to get a little personal here. Reveal a little bit of my heart...just a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm writing this, I am sitting on my bed, all dressed up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I have a date tonight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "Father/Daughter" date with my "stepdad" Steve. Tonight, I am making a covenant with him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A covenant of purity and commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A covenant of standing by him in life and in ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a covenant to give him a precious place in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Lord's doing. and it is marvellous in my eyes. (psalm 118:23)&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago, I would not let him have access to my heart. I closed it off towards him.&lt;br /&gt;He is absolutely one of the most kindest, sincere men I have EVER met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would try to get close, and I would bottle up....and frankly, I was rude and did not walk in love.  I did not even accept him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Lord let me see His goodness in Steve. See him how He sees him....love Him, not out of human love... but the very love God has, is in my heart...because of the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made my mother the happiest she has ever been. She is living the dream that she has always had in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Swisher laid down his entire life for my mother, risking his accredidation, his friends and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;John 15:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Greater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; has no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laid down his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about this past year...and I get tears in my eyes because I think of the absolute goodness of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look where He has brought us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;and Look where we are going...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Thankful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I'm glad I wore waterproof mascara :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-6765331985789887427?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6765331985789887427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=6765331985789887427' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/6765331985789887427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/6765331985789887427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/04/romans-55-and-hope-maketh-not-ashamed.html' title='No greater love...'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-1671655937249846231</id><published>2009-04-03T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T00:00:26.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>James 4:10 (msg) Get down on your knees before the Master; it's the only way you'll get on your feet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;"But you, when you pray, go into your room, and when you have shut your door, pray to your Father who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; in the secret &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;place;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; and your Father who sees in secret will reward you openly."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; in the Greek means a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;storage chamber, where the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;secret treasures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; are stored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we have with the Lord in our heart is precious and of great value. Nobody can take His place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deep things of God...the mysteries...the secrets....these &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;treasures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;....are all found in that secret place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Luke 2:19- But Mary treasured all these things, pondering them in her heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-1671655937249846231?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1671655937249846231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=1671655937249846231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/1671655937249846231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/1671655937249846231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/04/james-410-msg.html' title='James 4:10 (msg) Get down on your knees before the Master; it&apos;s the only way you&apos;ll get on your feet.'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-1190846592182397507</id><published>2009-04-03T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T00:00:46.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello spring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SdZ9dbwVLBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hVMFN88L_2Q/s1600-h/bm-image-789521.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SdZ9dbwVLBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hVMFN88L_2Q/s320/bm-image-789521.jpe" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320577954404969490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Flowers at my house!&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/4380814075136549002-1190846592182397507?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1190846592182397507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=1190846592182397507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/1190846592182397507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/1190846592182397507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-spring.html' title='Hello spring!'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SdZ9dbwVLBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hVMFN88L_2Q/s72-c/bm-image-789521.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-124754000614438035</id><published>2009-03-31T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:16:59.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>every moment was laid out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;13 You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;      and knit me together in my mother’s womb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;sup id="en-NLT-16229" class="versenum" value="14"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;      Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;sup id="en-NLT-16230" class="versenum" value="15"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;      as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;sup id="en-NLT-16231" class="versenum" value="16"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; You saw me before I was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;      Every day of my life was recorded in your book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;   Every &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;moment &lt;/span&gt;was laid out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;      before a single day had passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NLT-16232" class="versenum" value="17"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt; How precious are your thoughts about me,O God.&lt;br /&gt;      They cannot be numbered!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NLT-16233" class="versenum" value="18"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt; I can’t even count them;&lt;br /&gt;      they outnumber the grains of sand!&lt;br /&gt;   And when I wake up,&lt;br /&gt;      you are still with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ps.139{nlt}&lt;br /&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/4380814075136549002-124754000614438035?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/124754000614438035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=124754000614438035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/124754000614438035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/124754000614438035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/03/every-moment-was-laid-out.html' title='every moment was laid out'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-8152814321661843053</id><published>2009-03-30T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:43:36.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SdGtK8l6TuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/TKWW84pespY/s1600-h/n79100736_4202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SdGtK8l6TuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/TKWW84pespY/s320/n79100736_4202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319223038476701410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      There is a generation,” saith the Lord, “that’s being raised up and even has already come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;on the scene. A generation that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;believes the Word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;; a generation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;that will exchange their thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; for God’s thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;; a generation that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;will believe who they are in Christ Jesus and who they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; walking in the power and in the life of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. And there are those that even now are saying of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="highlight"&gt;generation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, ‘Who do they think they are? Why, they think they’re God.’ No, we don’t think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;we’re God. We know we’re children of God. We know we’re born of God, we know we are bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;of His bone and spirit of His spirit. We know that He dwells within us; we know that His&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;commandment is life everlasting. We know that His Word is alive and we know in whom we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;have believed. Glory to God. And we look like Him and we talk like Him and we act like Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hallelujah. And He manifests Himself through us and that is our goal in life, is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; to take His &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;to a lost and dying world;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; to take His light into places that now are dim and dark; to take His&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Word into places that ear has never heard nor eye seen what God has in store for those that love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Him. But He has revealed them to us by His Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;“These are those days”, saith the Lord “So go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; boldly! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;Go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I’m not asking you to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;with me,” says the Lord Jesus Christ. “I’m telling you I’ll go with you. I’ll go with you into all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;the world and as you preach the Gospel, I’ll bless you, I’ll anoint you, I’ll work with your words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and I’ll confirm them with signs following. I will cause manifestations to come. Did I not say it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; in My Word: ‘He that loves me keeps my commandment and he that keeps my commandment, I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; will love him, my Father will love him and I will manifest myself to him.’” Thank You very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;much. Hallelujah. Bless the Lord God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;—Prophecy given by Kenneth Copeland&lt;br /&gt;August 6, 2007&lt;br /&gt;2007 Southwest Believers’ Convention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, is there anything else more important than this?&lt;br /&gt;love.xo&lt;br /&gt;j&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-8152814321661843053?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/8152814321661843053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=8152814321661843053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/8152814321661843053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/8152814321661843053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/03/is-this-you.html' title='Is this you?'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SdGtK8l6TuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/TKWW84pespY/s72-c/n79100736_4202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-384026083071080275</id><published>2009-03-18T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:31:35.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time with family</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/ScHKp1pIz6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pzY1VBvHdsc/s1600-h/bm-image-795853.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/ScHKp1pIz6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pzY1VBvHdsc/s320/bm-image-795853.jpe"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314751855396966306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Currently having a karaoke night with my family. Sing papa sing!  Here&amp;#39;s a picture of my cousin jon jon and max coming home from snow tubing! &lt;br&gt;We have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-384026083071080275?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/384026083071080275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=384026083071080275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/384026083071080275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/384026083071080275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-with-family.html' title='Time with family'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/ScHKp1pIz6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/pzY1VBvHdsc/s72-c/bm-image-795853.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-2011008988599015172</id><published>2009-03-17T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:44:54.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Multimedia message</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/Sb_vprxaXNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Eo4Cy1ViWlY/s1600-h/bm-image-794908.null"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/Sb_vprxaXNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Eo4Cy1ViWlY/s320/bm-image-794908.null"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314229584724122834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The scenery for my run today! &lt;br&gt;How great is our god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-2011008988599015172?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2011008988599015172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=2011008988599015172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/2011008988599015172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/2011008988599015172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/03/multimedia-message.html' title='Multimedia message'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/Sb_vprxaXNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Eo4Cy1ViWlY/s72-c/bm-image-794908.null' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-5765782648173299523</id><published>2009-03-16T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T08:23:13.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the slopes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/Sb5u4gnqssI/AAAAAAAAAJs/LWLH8KgSDfo/s1600-h/bm-image-793790.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/Sb5u4gnqssI/AAAAAAAAAJs/LWLH8KgSDfo/s320/bm-image-793790.jpe"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313806527451804354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Oh how I enjoy the mountains! Oh, how He loves us! &lt;br&gt;Love.jenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-5765782648173299523?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5765782648173299523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=5765782648173299523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/5765782648173299523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/5765782648173299523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-slopes.html' title='On the slopes'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/Sb5u4gnqssI/AAAAAAAAAJs/LWLH8KgSDfo/s72-c/bm-image-793790.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-2568751383784317405</id><published>2009-02-20T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T10:49:03.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You can find beauty anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Even in the busyness of Los Angeles, all you have to do is run up a mountain...steal away from the noise...and all you hear is the Lord speaking to your heart...right in the middle of LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SZ765rArLZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ixNatavLj2k/s1600-h/IMG_4157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SZ765rArLZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ixNatavLj2k/s400/IMG_4157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304953279794064786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-2568751383784317405?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2568751383784317405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=2568751383784317405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/2568751383784317405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/2568751383784317405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-can-find-beauty-anywhere.html' title=''/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SZ765rArLZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ixNatavLj2k/s72-c/IMG_4157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-3547669090592913211</id><published>2009-01-16T21:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:25:44.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home!</title><content type='html'>This is what happens when your 6 year old cousin comes and spends the night with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SXFpow3dFxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FGNA3q_d6Fo/s1600-h/Photo+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 452px; height: 339px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SXFpow3dFxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FGNA3q_d6Fo/s320/Photo+166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292127186170222354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-3547669090592913211?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3547669090592913211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=3547669090592913211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/3547669090592913211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/3547669090592913211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2009/01/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home!'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SXFpow3dFxI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FGNA3q_d6Fo/s72-c/Photo+166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-6778249450093002257</id><published>2008-12-17T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:13:25.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, do I know you? You look just like...</title><content type='html'>Has anyone ever told you this, "You look just like someone I know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever someone says that to me, I have a curious side that wants to meet or at least see a picture of my so called, "twin." But also, the wiser part of me does not want to even venture in to ease my curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;How many times do you see your "twin" and think, "Oh my.... I look just like THEM?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day someone came up to my sister, Lyndsey and said..."You look like someone...who is it? OH I know who it is! You look just like the girl on Princess Diaries! "&lt;br /&gt;Lyndsey, so honored to be compared to the glamorous Anne Hathaway responds..."Why thank you!"&lt;br /&gt;The "girl-who-said-too-much-already-she-better-watch-out" girl says, " Yeah, you know...the best friend. You look just like her!"&lt;br /&gt;And I would just like to add, the girl who gave Lyndsey that "compliment" was very wrong. Lyndsey is one of the most beautiful women I know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying the best friend was ugly by any means....but I think they purposely made her look that way in the movie. At least I hope so. I am not saying any of this to degrade in anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if...Just what if someone came up to you and said...."You remind me of someone....Who is it?. You look just like someone I know...Oh yeah! it's Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;Now THAT is an honor.&lt;br /&gt;I was in Walgreens tonight  in Branson and started speaking to this lady. As I began to talk with her, I just KNEW she loved God.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't from anything in particular that she said. She wasn't preaching to me. She did not even say anything about church or God.  She was just looking at vitamins in Walgreens.&lt;br /&gt;But as I began speaking to her, I began to sense the love of God on the inside of her. We continued to talk and I said, "You're a believer right? You love Jesus? "&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Yes, I do. So much. "&lt;br /&gt;I said, "I could tell. Isn't that amazing how we can just tell?"&lt;br /&gt;And from there, we continued to talk about the great things God has been doing and has yet to do. I got to invite her to church, which she was looking for a church. I also got to pray with her...all in the Walgreen's vitamin section...It was just a divine appointment and I'm so thankful to the Lord for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was a beauty on the inside of her that emanated out. A deep beauty. Physically (to the world's standards) , she wasn't anything stupendous....but the beauty that she held was far greater than anything the world could fathom.&lt;br /&gt;She brought Love to the Branson Walgreens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've used this scripture in another previous blog, but it bears repetition.&lt;br /&gt;Acts 4:13:&lt;br /&gt;The members of the council were amazed when they saw the boldness of Peter and John, for they could see that they were ordinary men who had had no special training. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They also recognized them as men who had been with Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 5:14-16 describes it perfectly:&lt;br /&gt;"You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what an exciting thing to be able to show people Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Your greatest ministry is not in a pulpit in front of thousands...it's how your life is lived in front of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring.love.wherever.you.go.                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SUnbkEzdSbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gkQUyEhjHqg/s1600-h/2dkfyc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SUnbkEzdSbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gkQUyEhjHqg/s200/2dkfyc3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280993450879961522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I move back to Texas Friday! yipee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-6778249450093002257?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/6778249450093002257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=6778249450093002257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/6778249450093002257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/6778249450093002257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-do-i-know-you-you-look-just-like.html' title='Hey, do I know you? You look just like...'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SUnbkEzdSbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gkQUyEhjHqg/s72-c/2dkfyc3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-4591187260368393866</id><published>2008-11-13T08:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T08:20:01.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is exciting. &lt;div&gt;God is exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are not excited about life, you're not doing it right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-4591187260368393866?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/4591187260368393866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=4591187260368393866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/4591187260368393866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/4591187260368393866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-is-exciting.html' title=''/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-187552000658403454</id><published>2008-10-30T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T17:17:16.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's beginning to look a lot like...Christmas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Branson is an exciting place.&lt;div&gt;So exciting that Christmas comes in October! I was driving today and saw the HUGE tree in Branson Landing, and I also passed people putting up Christmas wreaths.  Even before you can start thinking about the turkey &amp;amp; dressing you are going to down in about 28 days and counting....There are already Christmas trees and lights up in Branson. This is the place where you can  put your order in with Santa a month early. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason, I am wanting to listen to "Jingle Bells" and play in the snow in a cheesy Christmas Sweater. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SQpOayqH0vI/AAAAAAAAAGo/UojDrZpOQgM/s320/51A03X3MXBL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263105336717857522" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-187552000658403454?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/187552000658403454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=187552000658403454' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/187552000658403454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/187552000658403454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-beginning-to-look-lot-likechristmas.html' title='It&apos;s beginning to look a lot like...Christmas?'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SQpOayqH0vI/AAAAAAAAAGo/UojDrZpOQgM/s72-c/51A03X3MXBL._SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-2018500069800035144</id><published>2008-10-13T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:57:55.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>doubletime!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;well, since everything in branson is closed at 7 pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(branson people go to sleep by then)...What else is there to do but Tae boe ab boot camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. Just got finished with it. hahaha these always make me laugh, but they sure do work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;heres a little sample in case you are reading my blog and feel like getting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;out of that comfy chair...to have a ten minute workout (the whole thing is 35 minutes) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It kicks your...abs.really. it does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;enjoy! haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z6S67sjjiJA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z6S67sjjiJA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-2018500069800035144?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/2018500069800035144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=2018500069800035144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/2018500069800035144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/2018500069800035144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-since-everything-in-branson-is.html' title='doubletime!'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-7516870063699880412</id><published>2008-10-11T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T13:29:07.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>cool runnings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Today I went for a run/jog ( I don't think I could classify my "run" as a true run. I guess it's more like a jog. ) at the state park. It is a beautiful day today. I had to get out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;There is a beautiful trail that borders the lake...complete with trees and wildlife. It's about 4 1/2 miles to the end and back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SPEDp2O42iI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xeSpcKvBMto/s320/article_348_Table_Rock_Trail_View_of_LakeJPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255986257585560098" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As I thought about going running this morning, I was really excited to get out and enjoy this beautiful day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As I continued getting ready, getting on my running shoes  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SPECxO3RkZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/jBizZIvrTp4/s200/shoes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255985284944859538" /&gt;  (asics gel nimbus 9. they're awesome!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;asics:gel asics="" gel="" nimbus="" 9="" they="" are=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; I was still anticipating my great run that would make me feel so accomplished and refreshed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/asics:gel&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As I began to drive to the park, I started getting a little less excited about the run.  I thought about the length of the trail and my energy started decreasing a little bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I got to the park and started to get out of my car with thoughts of..."well, maybe I don't want to run today. " or "Maybe I'll go shopping or eat instead."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Then I ruled those out, thinking about how I really would enjoy the run...if not during I know in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So I began the long-awaited run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;.6 miles passes by...not too bad. I'm enjoying  the scenery, listening to a great sermon from Brother Keith...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Then the 1.2 mile marker passes by....and the run gets a little less enjoyable. Now I actually have to press...I'm actually having to put effort in it not to stop. And just imagine once I get to the end of the trail I have to turn around and do it all over again?   Ok. I can't think about these things. I just have to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;press on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What helps me? I think about the sense of accomplishment I will have at the end. I think about the beautiful journey I get to take in as I run. What  a joy that is set before me to help me accomplish this run. I make it to the 2.2 mile mark, where the trail ends and I turn around to go another 2.2 miles to my car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I'm convinced that what I'm going through right now...the feeling of tiredness, the urge to quit and begin walking very    s l o w l y ...is worth going through when I get to the prize (a big drink of water) at the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So I endure hardness....and the run gets more and more enjoyable the closer I get to the prize. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Is it still hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; You bet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But I'm convinced that what I have endured is worth the prize at the end. So that encourages me.  I get a little more energy . And at the very last half mile, as I am listening to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/andysquyres"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Andy Squyres &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"Oh Magnify" song, I push myself the hardest, knowing I am so close to the end! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And at the end of the run, I get a huge drink of water, and thank the Lord for helping me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This made me think about life with God...as most things do, since God is such a big part...no, let me correct myself...He is our life. (Deuteronomy 30:19)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hebrews 12:1-2 says it best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-30198" class="sup" style=" font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-30199" class="sup" style=" font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Just like when you start to persevere in life...and you're not as excited as you once were when you began...GET EXCITED! It is well worth the race...every step of it. Lay aside every weight, thought or discouragement... For the JOY that is set before us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;run on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Jesus did it. Just do it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SPEJRPAurLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/1lBl4nXuCvk/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255992431810096306" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-7516870063699880412?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7516870063699880412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=7516870063699880412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/7516870063699880412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/7516870063699880412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2008/10/cool-runnings.html' title='cool runnings.'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SPEDp2O42iI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xeSpcKvBMto/s72-c/article_348_Table_Rock_Trail_View_of_LakeJPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-1935135869705539887</id><published>2008-10-04T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:40:57.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aubrey is Married!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SOgbAap4HsI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qW8v1ysHOX8/s1600-h/n597091115_1297737_2826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SOgbAap4HsI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qW8v1ysHOX8/s320/n597091115_1297737_2826.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253478659296599746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 18px;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Little update, My cousin, Aubrey got married last night to Cody Oaks. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 18px;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 18px;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I think this is a recurring theme in my journal. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 18px;"&gt;love, love and more love! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px;font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px;font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px;font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-1935135869705539887?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/1935135869705539887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=1935135869705539887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/1935135869705539887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/1935135869705539887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2008/10/aubrey-is-married.html' title='Aubrey is Married!!'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SOgbAap4HsI/AAAAAAAAAFY/qW8v1ysHOX8/s72-c/n597091115_1297737_2826.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-479440395269920738</id><published>2008-09-18T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T12:42:39.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tori is married!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My trip to Charlotte was amazing. Too quick, but amazing nonetheless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I met amazing people and saw some people that are so dear to my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; I love how the Lord spreads people out...and it makes you realize this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Friendship and love have no distance.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But the most important thing of the trip...Tori and Grayson are married (and the wedding was absolutely gorgeous!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SNJY7o3nMjI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JaJO7qyW7QU/s320/n686080594_4249940_9421.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247354297446249010" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Days of Refreshing are this week at the church, and it is so refreshing. Brother Keith spoke every morning and night, Monday through Wednesday morning. Ms Billye is the rest of the week. It's been amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Speaking at Superkids tonight...about the presence of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Romans 13:14 - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;span id="en-NLT-28240" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt; Instead, clothe yourself with the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;presence&lt;/span&gt; of the Lord Jesus Christ. And don’t let yourself think about ways to indulge your evil desires.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;I beileve that is the reason that Peter could just walk past someone and they would be healed. He was clothed with the Presence of Christ. How do you become clothed with that? By spending time in the Presence of Christ...it will rub off on you. It is by abiding in your source of life (John 15) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Will you be recognized as someone who has been with Jesus? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Acts 4:13b-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt; They also recognized {peter &amp;amp; john} as men who had been with Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;Wow. I think Peter was on to something. After he denied Jesus I think He realized the truth He denied and never took it lightly again. He realized it was something precious. Something to be valued. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;Definition of presence- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent" style="line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); display: block; padding-bottom: 0px; width: 100%; "&gt;&lt;tbody style="line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;tr style="line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0.5em; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;attendance or company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent" style="line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-left: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); display: block; padding-bottom: 0px; width: 100%; "&gt;&lt;tbody style="line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;tr style="line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0.5em; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;immediate vicinity; proximity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, How great is our Lord who chooses to be near us. immediate vicinity. immediate nearness. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful for that. He is always here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 73:28:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But as for me, how good it is to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; God!I have made the Sovereign Lord my shelter,and I will tell everyone about the wonderful things you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;jenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-479440395269920738?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/479440395269920738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=479440395269920738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/479440395269920738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/479440395269920738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2008/09/tori-is-married.html' title='Tori is married!'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SNJY7o3nMjI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JaJO7qyW7QU/s72-c/n686080594_4249940_9421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-5855535980404070054</id><published>2008-07-28T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:33:38.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life:it's.always.beautiful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SI6mdc6g_ZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/O2b3Q9-ld9E/s1600-h/the-singing-butler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SI6mdc6g_ZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/O2b3Q9-ld9E/s400/the-singing-butler.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228299242331766162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SI6mIP2UMMI/AAAAAAAAACw/Teciegdp0mg/s1600-h/the-singing-butler.jpg"&gt;(painting by Jack Vettriano)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; "&gt;As I sat on my newlywed sister's couch the other day, I began looking in a photobook that contained letters from family and friends, blessing them, giving marital advice and more. The first letter in the book was from my mother.&lt;br /&gt;If you knew my mother you would know the amazing, strong woman of God she is. Even if you don't know my mother personally, you can still see the Love and strength of God through her. The strength and peace that passes all understanding. &amp;amp; her beauty. Not merely physical beauty (even though she is the most gorgeous woman I know)...but even deeper and of more importance...it's the glory and beauty that only comes from the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;And every single circumstance she has gone through, she has done it with that strength she gets by spending time with her Creator, her best friend. &lt;br /&gt;Back to the story: I found the letter my mom had written Rachel and she began to write about marriage and the joy that was ahead. And then she wrote....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Even an argument is nothing but a chance to grow and learn....See it all through God's eyes who sees the beautiful end from the beautiful beginning...and the beautiful journey in the middle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should begin to see our lives through the eyes of our awesome God. &lt;br /&gt;oh the Master Plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful beginning He creates. What a beautiful destination that lies ahead. and What a beautiful journey God has for us, every step of the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, this little detail happened in my dear mother's journey: she was married to the man of her dreams who treats her as his princess on Friday, July 18, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-5855535980404070054?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5855535980404070054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=5855535980404070054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/5855535980404070054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/5855535980404070054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2008/07/lifeitsalwaysbeautiful.html' title='life:it&apos;s.always.beautiful.'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SI6mdc6g_ZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/O2b3Q9-ld9E/s72-c/the-singing-butler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-110039232603507696</id><published>2008-07-15T08:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:33:39.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is movin'. i'll go with Him.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is quite the eventful summer. And God has planned it all!&lt;div&gt;First event:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Superkid Camp 2008: Extraordinary.  These&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; kids realized the kingdom of God was not a lot of talk, but it is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;living&lt;/span&gt; by God's power (1 cor.4:20 {nlt}). They lived and abided in the presence of God the whole week. Signs and wonders, healings and miracles happened through the hands of age 6-12 year olds by the power of God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The awesome campers &amp;amp; staff:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SHzCqA6noUI/AAAAAAAAACI/Ai4myfGISXY/s400/l_419f0676a1277b2334c4eff7bf334f7e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223263694899093826" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SHzCqMXRhKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ogGly-iLd2o/s400/l_03a9fa0d7c9e2f4de4ae9726204f5b7d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223263697972069538" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SHzCRlmPmxI/AAAAAAAAACA/Xdp90zBlbZg/s400/l_53465a8f03f4079de1437117645d9a84.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223263275249015570" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SHzBIrYZErI/AAAAAAAAAB4/WNFMT4RLwRQ/s400/l_1c79e3dbae200d022b147be2c405fc31.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223262022671078066" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SHzBId55AhI/AAAAAAAAABo/bRf4CCmpczA/s400/l_456e67d9f5c923fe14dcb775f5a5a147.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223262019053486610" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Event 2: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just got back from West Coast Convention where our theme was Raise your Voice.  So many kids had an appointment with their God, where He raised His voice in their lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WCBC superkid staff:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SHzDkZ3LE2I/AAAAAAAAACY/wvbHWr8Owe4/s400/l_7113221d56c846162504b52bc692d62e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223264698027938658" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SHzDkgli3jI/AAAAAAAAACg/LP4Tkz1jw48/s400/l_2c2d9bd0f7c0ec90f724ff9eba98eb38.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223264699833048626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll find some more pictures from west coast. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Upcoming Event:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my mother is getting married in 3 days! Pictures to come. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is good. love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-110039232603507696?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/110039232603507696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=110039232603507696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/110039232603507696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/110039232603507696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2008/07/httpbp3bloggercomulufqkxjzf0shzamnqtcli.html' title='God is movin&apos;. i&apos;ll go with Him.'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SHzCqA6noUI/AAAAAAAAACI/Ai4myfGISXY/s72-c/l_419f0676a1277b2334c4eff7bf334f7e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-7149419894919863098</id><published>2008-05-19T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:33:39.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So this is love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SDGDNM-5mKI/AAAAAAAAABA/P5rPqkRPWPk/s1600-h/DSC01751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SDGDNM-5mKI/AAAAAAAAABA/P5rPqkRPWPk/s320/DSC01751.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202083307436218530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel &amp;amp; Caleb got married Friday, May 16,2008! It was beautiful. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-7149419894919863098?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/7149419894919863098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=7149419894919863098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/7149419894919863098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/7149419894919863098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-this-is-love.html' title='So this is love...'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SDGDNM-5mKI/AAAAAAAAABA/P5rPqkRPWPk/s72-c/DSC01751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-3779591149894585392</id><published>2008-05-10T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:33:40.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gospel according to...Horton the Elephant?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SCX3lsimYyI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6JCuAx8aE9w/s1600-h/039480077X.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SCX3lsimYyI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6JCuAx8aE9w/s320/039480077X.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198833571852608290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Last night, I went to Seussical the musical from Lake Country. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I learned a great deal from Dr. Seuss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You must always be faithful, there is no excuse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Even when the conditions weren't the best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Horton the Elephant stayed on that nest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ok. Too much Dr. Seuss...But really, Everyone can learn a lesson from Horton the Elephant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;He found the Who's on a speck of dust, and was determined to  keep them safe, and be their friends...no matter what people said about Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Faithfulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When Maisy said she'd be back in one afternoon and actually never came back...Horton remained on the egg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Faithfulness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;In rain, and snow, and ice, Horton stayed put...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Faithfulness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Even though other people did not keep their word, Horton was true to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Faithful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Proverbs 20:6-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 25px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Most men will proclaim every one his own goodness: but a faithful man who can find?&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="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 25px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 25px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How many times have we told someone we will do something...and our word falls through? As I watched Horton the Elephant sit on that egg JUST because He told Maisy he would, I was reminded of the faithfulness of God. He is always there. He is always on time. He is true to His word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 25px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;He has called us to be faithful. Faithful in relationships. Faithful in Ministry and to the Gospel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 25px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Would you drive 8 hours because you told someone you'd be somewhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 25px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;or would you think it was too out of the way to get there? Or maybe you just didn't feel like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 25px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 25px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jesus never held back when something was difficult to do...or inconvenient for Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 25px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Because of His love, Inconvenience turned into a miracle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 25px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 25px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Think about Jesus walking all the way to Jairus' home to lay hands on his daughter to see her raised to life again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 25px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What do you think he was originally on His way to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 25px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But he was faithful to His word to heal her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 25px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 25px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So be like Horton the Elephant and remain on that "nest"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 25px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 25px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 25px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Be  the fiercely loyal minority. Swim the oceans for someone, just because you are faithful. Go out of your way...because you are faithful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32);   line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 25px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 25px;font-family:Arial;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-3779591149894585392?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/3779591149894585392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=3779591149894585392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/3779591149894585392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/3779591149894585392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2008/05/gospel-according-tohorton-elephant.html' title='The Gospel according to...Horton the Elephant?'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlufqkXjzF0/SCX3lsimYyI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6JCuAx8aE9w/s72-c/039480077X.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4380814075136549002.post-5753172513516450153</id><published>2008-05-03T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T21:48:21.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every detail...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here is my first blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to get the creative juices flowing here, people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;props to racheal metzger and pastor derek turner for inspiring me to start one of these. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, here goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The steps of the godly are directed by the LORD. He delights in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt; detail of their lives. &lt;br /&gt;psalm 27:23 (nlt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I constantly think about the goodness of God...I really have noticed in so many ways, especially lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen his goodness in major areas of my life...His faithfulness to being a daddy who loves and provides, A friend who is the closest to my heart and a Creator who is continually creating depth and dreams in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has done all these huge things and more...but you know what I also have noticed...the little things he does for me. Like the front row parking spot at Whole Foods today...or the way I didn't have to drive one bit today and I am sitting in my mom's room in Texas, when a few hours earlier I was sitting in my room in Branson...or How he has put people in my life that He knew would be my life friends, my heart friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See..Every detail. And He Delights in those little details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It puts some more light on the scripture " In ALL your ways acknowledge (recognize) Him, and He will direct your path." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sunshine today..yeah..that was just my Lord delighting in a little detail in our lives...&lt;br /&gt;may we never forget to thank Him and acknowledge for the little things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If He earnestly delights in little details..just imagine the Big details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh How I love Him. &lt;br /&gt;He never ceases to surprise me. &lt;br /&gt;tiny detail in my life: i like surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love love love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4380814075136549002-5753172513516450153?l=janiceolivia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/feeds/5753172513516450153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4380814075136549002&amp;postID=5753172513516450153' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/5753172513516450153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4380814075136549002/posts/default/5753172513516450153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janiceolivia.blogspot.com/2008/05/every-detail.html' title='Every detail...'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17709325246652909297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
