<?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-11133964</id><updated>2012-01-26T00:41:44.904+08:00</updated><category term='healing'/><category term='intimacy'/><category term='majesty'/><category term='bethel'/><category term='leeland'/><category term='church'/><category term='God'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='hillsong united'/><category term='power'/><category term='dreamcenter'/><category term='wonders'/><category term='Holy Spirit'/><category term='tenth avenue north'/><category term='joshua mills'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='prophecy'/><category term='love'/><category term='urop'/><category term='destiny'/><category term='los angeles'/><title type='text'>Double Portion</title><subtitle type='html'>Isa 61:7 Instead of their shame my people will receive a double portion, and instead of disgrace they will rejoice in their inheritance;
and so they will inherit a double portion in their land, and everlasting joy will be theirs.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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>948</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-30454287087894965</id><published>2012-01-26T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T00:35:39.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>free men.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Early on, I made the mistake of wanting spiritual feelings to endure and remain romantic. Like a new couple expecting to always &lt;i&gt;feel&lt;/i&gt; in love, I operated my faith thinking God and I were going to walk around smelling flowers. When this didn't happen, I became confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was more frustrating than the loss of exhilaration was the return of my struggles with sin. I had become a Christian, so why did I still struggle with lust, greed, and envy? Why did I want to get drunk at parties or cheat on tests?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---excerpted Blue Like Jazz, Donald Miller&lt;/blockquote&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;If only people knew how free they actually are--that struggles with sin will seem of less and less of a conflict as they learn more and more about what Jesus has already accomplished for them. God sent His Son to die for us in spite of our sinful nature. What love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished work is greater.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-30454287087894965?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/30454287087894965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=30454287087894965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/30454287087894965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/30454287087894965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2012/01/free-men.html' title='free men.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-6229069292076450520</id><published>2012-01-26T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T00:32:09.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bucks for bunks.</title><content type='html'>wow it's been many months since i last posted! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway: USD 38 for someone to be able to sleep in a bed. It'd mean a lot to the person on the street... and to Pastor Matthew too. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="225" mozallowfullscreen="" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/35281071?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/35281071"&gt;Bucks for Bunks&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user8550633"&gt;The Dream Center&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-6229069292076450520?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/6229069292076450520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=6229069292076450520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6229069292076450520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6229069292076450520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2012/01/usd-38-for-someone-to-be-able-to-sleep.html' title='bucks for bunks.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-2854136815324050425</id><published>2011-03-18T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T20:30:41.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chilling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Sometimes I will enter into God's presence and I won't say a word. I used to think I had to talk all the time when I was with God. Now, it's more like a flesh-and-blood relationship. Some days I'm chatty and full of things to tell Him; other days I say nothing the whole time. Sometimes my conversation with God is energetic and animated; other times I'll just sit and meditate. It reminds me of times with my dad. Without question, we love each other. Sometimes we'll drive someplace and the two of us will talk nonstop; other days we might drive an hour without saying anything. Either way I'm still comforted because I'm in his presence."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;The Cause Within You, Matthew Barnett&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-2854136815324050425?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/2854136815324050425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=2854136815324050425' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2854136815324050425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2854136815324050425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2011/03/chilling.html' title='chilling.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-1060897863809924570</id><published>2011-03-18T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T18:53:46.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shared vision.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"You can be good friends and have lots of fun with someone without accomplishing anything of value; but when you are yoked up with one or more people who share your vision, you'll produce great things together, even if you never become best buddies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;i&gt;The Cause Within You, Matthew Barnett&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-1060897863809924570?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/1060897863809924570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=1060897863809924570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1060897863809924570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1060897863809924570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2011/03/shared-vision.html' title='shared vision.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-3979912301794890592</id><published>2011-02-12T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T00:41:44.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cause.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="225" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hlycXApD5jk" title="YouTube video player" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I can't help but think about LA. So much had been caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're part of something, greater.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-3979912301794890592?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/3979912301794890592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=3979912301794890592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3979912301794890592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3979912301794890592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2011/02/cause.html' title='cause.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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://img.youtube.com/vi/hlycXApD5jk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-1011687893876276390</id><published>2011-02-07T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T22:02:58.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reasoning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;sup&gt;Isa 1:18&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;“ Come now, and let us reason together,”    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Says the LORD,  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;“ Though your sins are like scarlet,  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They shall be as white as snow;  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Though they are red like crimson,  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They shall be as wool.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I fall, you reason with me, with outstretched, nail-pierced hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What manner of reasoning is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet i know that it is knowing You that sets me free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-1011687893876276390?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/1011687893876276390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=1011687893876276390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1011687893876276390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1011687893876276390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2011/02/reasoning.html' title='reasoning.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-2390445356320609437</id><published>2010-09-12T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T23:28:16.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>key.</title><content type='html'>"I'll do whatever it takes / to turn this around / i know what's at stake / i know that i've let you down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"really? how can it be that You let me down? You never will"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"from now on, you hold on to the key to your heart. you decide who you want to let in"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"this key, it belongs to You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-2390445356320609437?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/2390445356320609437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=2390445356320609437' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2390445356320609437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2390445356320609437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/09/key.html' title='key.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-1097677811323992186</id><published>2010-08-23T23:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T00:02:49.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflections.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rom 8:19 The creation waits in eager expectation for the sons of God to be revealed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;------------ &lt;/div&gt;The time spent in Vietnam on the most recent Genrev mission trip was precious time spent in His presence—we ran a bible camp for children who lived in Vietnamese tribes from the mountains near Ho Chi Minh city, alongside a Grace Seminar conducted by Pastor Keith, with their parents. Free from the distractions of work and the internet, it was easy to sense God’s presence tangibly. As we went about executing the plans we made for the children and letting God flow through us, I felt God speaking to me, even as He was speaking through me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that God spoke to me about through this mission trip was on how we all truly are on equal standing with each other—regardless of the level of education we have received, the language we speak, the value of the clothes we wear, or even differences in age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I remember most vividly was how the little children received their nametag cards from me with both their hands, as I passed them out. I was instantly touched by that seemingly small gesture—who was I to them that they showed such honour to? Right there and then, I saw them as fellow King-Priests in Christ, just like myself. Covered by the blood of Christ, we truly are on equal standing, with equal access to the Holy of Holies—with the free choice to give God control over our lives; with the free choice to co-labour with God for His purposes to be accomplished in the establishing of the Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to see how powerful it is for one to recognize the royal priesthood bestowed upon us through Christ, which is to be used for Him. As Paul states in 2 Cor 6:1 “We then, as workers together with Him also plead with you not to receive the grace of God in vain,” we are invited to participate in His master plan of salvation for all. Knowing that you are a king and a priest, means knowing that you have the access to the unending riches of His power to heal, to deliver, and to plant incorruptible seed into the lives of others. On the last night of the mission trip, the team spoke into the lives of all the children, and anointed them with oil, planting seeds of destiny into their hearts. If we truly are the royal priesthood, then the words of life spoken over them will stand—and in turn, a new generation of royal priesthood will rise in Vietnam, all of them willing participants in God’s plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In time to come, when the harvest becomes visible for all to see, I believe that the land of Vietnam will be invaded by the blessings of God Himself, with Vietnam’s &amp;nbsp;very own beacons of light rising up to take the land that God has portioned for them. The sons of God in Vietnam whom creation is waiting in eager expectation for, will be revealed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-1097677811323992186?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/1097677811323992186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=1097677811323992186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1097677811323992186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1097677811323992186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/08/reflections.html' title='reflections.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-2708849626434191609</id><published>2010-08-09T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T21:02:09.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speak.</title><content type='html'>lifechanging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;more on vietnam later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-2708849626434191609?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/2708849626434191609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=2708849626434191609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2708849626434191609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2708849626434191609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/08/speak.html' title='speak.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-1494967705265950527</id><published>2010-08-01T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T00:25:16.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take over</title><content type='html'>Isa 41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-18459"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;  Fear not, for I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; with you;    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Be not dismayed, for I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; your God.  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I will strengthen you,  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yes, I will help you,  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.’  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-18460"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;  “ Behold, all those who were incensed against you    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Shall be ashamed and disgraced;  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They shall be as nothing,  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And those who strive with you shall perish.  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-18461"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;  You shall seek them and not find them—    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Those who contended with you.  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Those who war against you  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Shall be as nothing,  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As a &lt;b&gt;nonexistent&lt;/b&gt; thing.  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-18462"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;  For I, the LORD your God, &lt;b&gt;will hold your right hand,    &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Saying to you, ‘Fear not, I will help you.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;and we're finally here. on the brink of vietnam--mission trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is our portion, my portion, that indeed my enemies shall be as nothing, as a nonexistent thing.&lt;br /&gt;let us give God our strength, the strength of our right hands, for He is saying He will hold it. And He will increase it. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-1494967705265950527?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/1494967705265950527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=1494967705265950527' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1494967705265950527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1494967705265950527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/08/take-over.html' title='take over'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-9153584029959872176</id><published>2010-07-23T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T00:27:43.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uKiiDv0Dyxs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uKiiDv0Dyxs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We're standing still in a moment of eternity&lt;br /&gt;Where worlds collide and I feel the breath of heaven over me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-9153584029959872176?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/9153584029959872176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=9153584029959872176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/9153584029959872176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/9153584029959872176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/07/were-standing-still-in-moment-of.html' title=''/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-8107657453511408007</id><published>2010-07-05T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T23:03:20.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in this is love, not that we loved Him but He loved us.</title><content type='html'>Penning this down before I forget to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always meets you where you're at. He longs to identify with you. For when He identifies Himself with you, you have deliverance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Exodus 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-1582"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; And the Angel of the  LORD appeared to him in a flame of fire from the midst of a bush. So he  looked, and behold, the bush was burning with fire, but the bush &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt;  not consumed. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-1583"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; Then  Moses said, “I will now turn aside and see this great sight, why the  bush does not burn.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-1584"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;  So when the LORD saw that he turned aside to look, God called to him  from the midst of the bush and said, “Moses, Moses!”    &lt;br /&gt;And he said,  “Here I am.”    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-1585"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;  Then He said, “Do not draw near this place. Take your sandals off your  feet, for the place where you stand &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; holy ground.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Father came down to where His people are, in a burning bush--a bush burning with fire but not consumed, just like how His people were suffering in a burning furnace, under the whip of the Egyptians--suffering and burning but not consumed. He longs to identify with His people.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;In the wilderness journey, where His people were living in tents, likewise God the Father so longed to be identified with His people that He came down to tabernacle with them, and to dwell in a tabernacle (tent) as well. Oh, how He longs to be identified with His people.&lt;br /&gt;*** &lt;br /&gt;Joshua 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-5948"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; And it came to pass,  when Joshua was by Jericho, that he lifted his eyes and looked, and  behold, a Man stood opposite him with His sword drawn in His hand. And  Joshua went to Him and said to Him, “&lt;i&gt;Are&lt;/i&gt; You for us or for our  adversaries?”    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-5949"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt;  So He said, “No, but &lt;i&gt;as&lt;/i&gt; Commander of the army of the LORD I have  now come.”    &lt;br /&gt;And Joshua fell on his face to the earth and  worshiped, and said to Him, “What does my Lord say to His servant?”    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-5950"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; Then the Commander of  the LORD’s army said to Joshua, “Take your sandal off your foot, for the  place where you stand &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; holy.” And Joshua did so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Father came down to where His people are, as warriors about to take over the Promised Land. He came as Commander, with sword drawn. He longs to identify with His people.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;When His people dwelled in houses made of concrete, He came down to dwell in a Temple, to stay close to His people. He longs to be identified with His people. &lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;But that wasn't enough. That wasn't close enough for Him. He wanted to be even closer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He so longed to be identified with His people that He gave His only Son as a propitiation for our sins so that He could be identified with our spirit-man, and dwell in US. So that nothing, NOTHING stands between Him and us. So that He is able to identify Himself, with the very cores of our being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Mind-blowing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-8107657453511408007?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/8107657453511408007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=8107657453511408007' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8107657453511408007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8107657453511408007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-this-is-love-not-that-we-loved-him.html' title='in this is love, not that we loved Him but He loved us.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-2467424427971672476</id><published>2010-06-19T15:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T15:37:26.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>big &lt; 3 : )</title><content type='html'>John 3:16 in the Amplified:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-AMP-26135"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;For God so greatly loved  and dearly prized &lt;b&gt;the world&lt;/b&gt; that He [even] gave up His only begotten (&lt;sup class="footnote" value="[&amp;lt;a href=&amp;quot;#fen-AMP-26135a&amp;quot; title=&amp;quot;See footnote a&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;]"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%203:16&amp;amp;version=AMP#fen-AMP-26135a" title="See footnote a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;unique) Son, so that whoever  believes in (trusts in, clings to, relies on) Him shall not perish (come  to destruction, be lost) but have eternal (everlasting) life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;God has a heart bigger than all of our hearts put together. A forgiveness and trust in His creation to an extent that He's able to use people who've not got it altogether, to magnify His largeness of heart. A heart that finds ways and means to give, give and give. To uplift spirits, to heal hearts, to empower dreams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What with the recent boy scandals revolving around the Church, insensitive comments by pastors, Mike G's cancer hoax couple years ago--God is not taken by surprise : ) Using broken man to bring about revival in itself is 'scandalous' to the world. But His heart is for the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the scandal of God's amazing grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;http://www.jesusculture.com/articles/prophetic-word-for-2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-2467424427971672476?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/2467424427971672476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=2467424427971672476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2467424427971672476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2467424427971672476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-3.html' title='big &lt; 3 : )'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-8722121317057645865</id><published>2010-05-31T13:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T13:54:00.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>room.</title><content type='html'>Gen 26&lt;br /&gt;19 Isaac's servants dug in the valley and discovered a well of fresh water there. 20 But the herdsmen of Gerar quarreled with Isaac's herdsmen and said, "The water is ours!" So he named the well Esek [Dispute]&amp;nbsp;because they disputed with him. 21 Then they dug another well, but they quarreled over that one also; so he named it Sitnah [Opposition]. 22 He moved on from there and dug another well, and no one quarreled over it. He named it Rehoboth [Room], saying, "Now the LORD has given us room and we will flourish in the land." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will give me room, whichever way I turn--staying in restful increase.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-8722121317057645865?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/8722121317057645865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=8722121317057645865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8722121317057645865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8722121317057645865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/05/gen-26-19-isaacs-servants-dug-in-valley.html' title='room.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-6011457772519414258</id><published>2010-05-28T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T00:12:18.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are MORE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cgi-G-dHYkY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cgi-G-dHYkY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this is not about what you've done, &lt;br /&gt;But what's been done for  you.&lt;br /&gt;This is not about where you've been, &lt;br /&gt;But where your  brokenness brings you to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not about what you build, &lt;br /&gt;But  what He built to forgive you, &lt;br /&gt;And what He built to make you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-6011457772519414258?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/6011457772519414258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=6011457772519414258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6011457772519414258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6011457772519414258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-are-more.html' title='you are MORE.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-3325265342153115764</id><published>2010-05-24T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T21:21:05.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>casting cares.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-30469" style="line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1 Peter 5:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;"casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;go away, ghosts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;missing the Dreamcenter. : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/11%20All%20Ye%20%28Remix%29.mp3"&gt;Coffey Anderson - All Ye (Remix)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-3325265342153115764?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/3325265342153115764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=3325265342153115764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3325265342153115764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3325265342153115764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/05/casting-cares.html' title='casting cares.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-1647012074138421096</id><published>2010-05-23T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T20:16:16.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keeping it simple.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"In a recent radio interview I was sternly asked by the host, who did not consider himself a Christian, to defend Christianity. I told him that I couldn't do it, and moreover, that I didn't want to defend the term. He asked me if I was a Christian, and I told him yes. "Then why don't you want to defend Christianity?" he asked, confused. I told him I no longer knew what the term meant. Of the hundreds of thousands of people listening to his show that day, some of them had terrible experiences with Christianity; they may have been yelled at by a teacher in a Christian school, abused by a minister, or browbeaten by a Christian parent. To them, the term Christianity meant something that no Christian I know would defend. By fortifying the term, I am only making them more and more angry. I won't do it. Stop ten people on the street and ask them what they think of when they hear the word Christianity, and they will give you then different answers. How can I defend a term that means ten different things to ten different people? I told the radio show host that I would rather talk about Jesus and how I came to believe that Jesus exists and that he likes me. The host looked back at me with tears in his eyes. When we were done, he asked me if we could go get lunch together. He told me how much he didn't like Christianity but how he had always wanted to believe Jesus was the Son of God."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-excerpted Blue like Jazz, Donald Miller&lt;/blockquote&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that's what we're called to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To talk about a Jesus that not only loves you but who actually likes you. Who actually likes to spend time with you. Who wants to hug and kiss you every moment of every living day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you're so unlovable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Jesus didn't invent the term &lt;i&gt;Christianity. &lt;/i&gt;We&amp;nbsp;did. He came to say, I love you. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Imperfect people pointing people to a perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/08%20God%20Is%20Able.mp3"&gt;Planetshakers - God Is Able&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-1647012074138421096?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/1647012074138421096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=1647012074138421096' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1647012074138421096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1647012074138421096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/05/keeping-it-simple.html' title='keeping it simple.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-3422447301030102976</id><published>2010-05-16T18:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T18:52:12.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more of You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b_r62NNpTvE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b_r62NNpTvE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Take me &lt;i&gt;deeper&lt;/i&gt; than I've been before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; Take me &lt;i&gt;further&lt;/i&gt; God I long for more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Take me &lt;i&gt;higher&lt;/i&gt; that I've been before, &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jesus I want more, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jesus I need more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Luke 16:10a He who is faithful in what is least is faithful also in much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-3422447301030102976?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/3422447301030102976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=3422447301030102976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3422447301030102976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3422447301030102976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-of-you.html' title='more of You.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-1361618252162553639</id><published>2010-05-15T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T21:16:47.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're faithful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LKg_Nj5NOME&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LKg_Nj5NOME&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Your love is the rock that I cling to.&lt;br /&gt;Your name is the tower that I run into.&lt;br /&gt;Your strength is what lives my head when it's bowed low.&lt;br /&gt;Your song is the light that shines through my window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like the sun after all of the rain is gone,&lt;br /&gt;The morning without any cloud comes.&lt;br /&gt;With a picture of Your love.&lt;br /&gt;And when I think of the stars so high over me,&lt;br /&gt;The moon in the darkness lets everyone see&lt;br /&gt;A picture of Your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the rain has fallen,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ...the sweetest name remains on my soul.&lt;br /&gt;After the rain has fallen, after the clouds all roll away,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ...the sweetest name remains on my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cause You're faithful, You're always the same.&lt;br /&gt;Your faithful, know You never change.&lt;br /&gt;Your faithful, You're always good. always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I walk through the valley of shadow of death,&lt;br /&gt;I have no doubt, You've already gone ahead.&lt;br /&gt;My fire by night, You're my cloud by day.&lt;br /&gt;Though ten thousand fall to my right and my left,&lt;br /&gt;under the shadow of the Most High, &lt;b&gt;I find rest.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fire by night, You're my cloud by day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-1361618252162553639?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/1361618252162553639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=1361618252162553639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1361618252162553639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1361618252162553639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/05/youre-faithful.html' title='you&apos;re faithful.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-2522796157996486413</id><published>2010-04-25T22:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T22:35:41.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a courageous generation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HmMwZD-xWms&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HmMwZD-xWms&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;1 Samuel 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-7521" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then the men of the garrison called to Jonathan and his armorbearer, and said, “Come up to us, and we will show you something.”&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan said to his armorbearer, “Come up after me, for the LORD has delivered them into the hand of Israel.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-7522" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And Jonathan climbed up on his hands and knees with his armorbearer after him; and they fell before Jonathan. And as he came after him, his armorbearer killed them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-7530" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Moreover the Hebrews&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;were with the Philistines before that time, who went up with them into the camp&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;from the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;surrounding&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;country,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;they also joined the Israelites who&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;with Saul and Jonathan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-7531" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Likewise all the men of Israel who had hidden in the mountains of Ephraim,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;they heard that the Philistines fled, they also followed hard after them in the battle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-7532" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So the LORD saved Israel that day, and the battle shifted to Beth Aven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;time to arise, and shine. : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&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/11133964-2522796157996486413?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/2522796157996486413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=2522796157996486413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2522796157996486413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2522796157996486413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/04/courageous-generation.html' title='a courageous generation.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-970558130454100398</id><published>2010-04-22T00:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T01:05:41.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>words.</title><content type='html'>seems like the word for this season is ... about watching the words you speak.&lt;br /&gt;Life and death is in the power of the tongue indeed. : ) Speak forth life, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/20XlnqvqwUY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/20XlnqvqwUY&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_wO7qDE4nXM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_wO7qDE4nXM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=970558130454100398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/970558130454100398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/970558130454100398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/04/words.html' title='words.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-767120494034315090</id><published>2010-04-19T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T23:30:07.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>glimpse of heaven.</title><content type='html'>if only we catch a &lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111//eyes_to_see_mod.wav"&gt;glimpse of heaven&lt;/a&gt;. wow. how can we ever be disappointed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;more on what's going on, later : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-767120494034315090?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/767120494034315090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=767120494034315090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/767120494034315090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/767120494034315090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/04/glimpse-of-heaven.html' title='glimpse of heaven.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-3810909396251956765</id><published>2010-03-12T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T21:10:43.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breakthrough.</title><content type='html'>2 Samuel&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-8152"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-8152"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt; So David inquired of the LORD, saying, “Shall I go up against the Philistines? Will You deliver them into my hand?”    &lt;br \="" /&gt;And the LORD said to David, “Go up, for I will doubtless deliver the Philistines into your hand.”    &lt;br \="" /&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-8153"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt; So David went to Baal Perazim, and David defeated them there; and he said, “The LORD has broken through my enemies before me, like a breakthrough of water.” Therefore he called the name of that place Baal Perazim (&lt;b&gt;Master of Breakthroughs&lt;/b&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;--------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be a season of breakthroughs for many. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing on breakthrough with some of the closer ones some time ago, I decided to check out Bethel's sermon of the week that night and was pleasantly surprised to see the title "The Spirit of Breakthrough". And now? Subsequent Sermon of the Week titles were "Pursue, Overtake, Recover All" , and the most recent: "The Anointing for Breakthrough".&amp;nbsp; (amazing revelations by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor also shared an amazing message on Meditation last Sunday, which I see as the very &lt;i&gt;key&lt;/i&gt; to breakthrough. (get that message) and now this. God wants us to see breakthrough. In every area of our lives.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even then, breakthrough for a purpose. Breakthrough for others to ride on your breakthrough. Breakthrough for His glory. Breakthrough to enable us to carry out His desires placed in our hearts. Breakthrough just to know He is Lord of all. Breakthrough to birth hope. Breakthrough to show love. Breakthrough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;Leaving for a good 2 weeks come 8 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------- &lt;br /&gt;http://www.box.net/shared/60hm3jyoda&lt;br /&gt;Kris Vallotton's message on Taking your Inheritance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-3810909396251956765?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/3810909396251956765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=3810909396251956765' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3810909396251956765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3810909396251956765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/03/breakthrough.html' title='breakthrough.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-1104443192890773943</id><published>2010-02-26T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T00:11:58.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>John 1:47 When Jesus saw Nathanael approaching, he said of him, "Here is a true Israelite, in whom there is nothing false."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nathanael herein was an Israelite indeed, that, like Israel, he wrestled with God alone (Gen. 32:24), prayed not like the hypocrites, in the corners of the streets, but under the fig-tree."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;referenced http://www.biblebrowser.com/john/1-47.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;John 1:51 He then added, "I tell you the truth, you shall see heaven open, and the angels of God ascending and descending on the Son of Man."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-1104443192890773943?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/1104443192890773943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=1104443192890773943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1104443192890773943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1104443192890773943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-8694171077814231250</id><published>2010-02-25T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T00:23:36.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reconciliation.</title><content type='html'>the whole of tonight was spent talking after dinner with a precious bro who's about to step into another chapter of his life. Much talk about God, His will, His power, His grace; seemingly unanswered prayers, hopeless, helpless situations; and the reconciliation of them both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural optimist? or too much trust in God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to say anything but to trust that God's working for the good in your situation when I'm not in the middle of it myself. Yet oftentimes we are called to be that listening ear, and that encouraging voice that says "YES. the Father IS right there with you.", even though it might seem like these words are laced with ignorance. It's true. I guess that's living by faith. Faith that all these things happen for a reason. That somehow the turn of events work to edify you the believer who chooses to hold on to the very heart of God, the core of Himself that says "Yes, I want to bless you, I want to love you, I want to make all your crooked places straight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What reason is there to live, if not for Him? He is the only treasure I have. He is the only reason worth living for. And He is God of the Breakthrough. Your breakthrough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-8694171077814231250?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/8694171077814231250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=8694171077814231250' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8694171077814231250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8694171077814231250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/02/reconciliation.html' title='reconciliation.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-3939013936334260076</id><published>2010-02-12T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T18:27:15.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love.</title><content type='html'>1 Cor 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28651"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28652"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28653"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames,&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;but have not love, I gain nothing.&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the heart behind everything we do, is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the message is simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-3939013936334260076?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/3939013936334260076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=3939013936334260076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3939013936334260076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3939013936334260076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/02/love.html' title='love.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-5062605345189038861</id><published>2010-02-07T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T17:46:08.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bigger than me.</title><content type='html'>i just cannot even begin to fathom what God is doing these days. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-5062605345189038861?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/5062605345189038861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=5062605345189038861' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/5062605345189038861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/5062605345189038861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/02/bigger-than-me.html' title='bigger than me.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-8220424549822868749</id><published>2010-01-02T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T12:55:41.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>milk and honey.</title><content type='html'>Joshua 5:12 "They did eat of the fruit of the land of Canaan that year."&lt;br /&gt;---- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first entry on Charles Spurgeon's Morning by Morning devotional to start the new year. Could it really be confirmation of what was said during the last service of 2009? 2010, the land of Canaan, the land flowing with milk and honey. We will eat of that fruit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-8220424549822868749?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/8220424549822868749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=8220424549822868749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8220424549822868749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8220424549822868749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2010/01/milk-and-honey.html' title='milk and honey.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-4409184082056099666</id><published>2009-12-28T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T20:52:35.218+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>love.</title><content type='html'>"You can give and not love, but you can't love and not give." -Kris Vallotton&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judy came up with a brilliant, spontaneous idea to buy some of the office cleaning staff surprise presents for Christmas and the New Year, and I absolutely loved it. The smiles received were precious, especially from the 2 aunties who work in the canteen. So many of us walk past these office unsung heroes every day, we look right past them, so much so that when I approached the first aunty, she was a little taken aback. Looking into her eyes, I tried to explain as best I could why I was giving her a present, and then to the other, as she emerged from the washroom. No agendas, no strings attached. Just to show a little love. Just to let her know that she's appreciated. Just to deposit a little of His Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet every single day we travel to work, looking past every single person on the train, on the bus. We see life's imbalances and we pretend that they don't matter. ... and yet the fullness of the Holy Spirit, You have given to us, Your power to wield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this love You have for us, O God? that we'd never be able to fully grasp? even so, Your Kingdom is so full. Too full to be able to be contained. So complete. And so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this power of Your new anointing fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovejustbecause.wordpress.com/"&gt;Love, Just Because&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Pastor Matthew Barnett of the LA&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.dreamcenter.org/"&gt;Dream Center&lt;/a&gt;:&amp;nbsp;"I used to think of preaching to thousands, but now when I preach, I'm always thinking about the one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kvministries.com/"&gt;Kris Vallotton&lt;/a&gt;:&amp;nbsp;"People's opinion(s) [contrary to our own] doesn't give me the right to not love them, in a felt way...",&amp;nbsp;"We're not called to pound seed into concrete..." and "Love is going to move us from invasion, to invitation..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Kim Walker: "We're never the same after we encounter the love of God..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Apostle Paul:&amp;nbsp;"...and now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Jesus: "...&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="224" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/993541587553" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/993541587553" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-4409184082056099666?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/4409184082056099666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=4409184082056099666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/4409184082056099666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/4409184082056099666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/12/love.html' title='love.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-7758346381917117244</id><published>2009-12-19T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T23:00:10.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hillsong united'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>your kingdom come.</title><content type='html'>Matt 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-23289"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; Your kingdom come. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Your will be done &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;On earth as &lt;i&gt;it is&lt;/i&gt; in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended a good friend's baptismal service last Sunday, and it was something that the pastor talked about that struck me. Praying "Your Kingdom come" in every situation. That's so powerful. Because the Kingdom of God is always full. Because the Kingdom of God always has power to change. To deliver. To show love. To rebuild dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked home that night after a Sunday's worth of work, the last few words I heard through my headphones were the words from this verse and from this song. And I thought, wow, it really is true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/01%20-%20You%20Hold%20Me%20Now.mp3"&gt;Hillsong United - You Hold Me Now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EDIT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wow, it's no wonder I've never heard the last part of the song before. It's only featured on the Faith+Hope+Love rendition of You Hold Me Now. the song link above doesn't have it. Be sure to listen till the end. : ) Your Kingdom Come, Your Will be done. So powerful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8GH-AkJDkNE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8GH-AkJDkNE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-7758346381917117244?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/7758346381917117244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=7758346381917117244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7758346381917117244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7758346381917117244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-kingdom-come.html' title='your kingdom come.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-4983109328739250278</id><published>2009-12-12T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T01:18:59.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0rvbvGf-MM/SyO2h34NikI/AAAAAAAAAbo/H2Ym_VhOOCo/s1600-h/adopt_a_block.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0rvbvGf-MM/SyO2h34NikI/AAAAAAAAAbo/H2Ym_VhOOCo/s320/adopt_a_block.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-4983109328739250278?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/4983109328739250278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=4983109328739250278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/4983109328739250278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/4983109328739250278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/12/thoughts.html' title='thoughts.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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/_g0rvbvGf-MM/SyO2h34NikI/AAAAAAAAAbo/H2Ym_VhOOCo/s72-c/adopt_a_block.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-3860939935763994231</id><published>2009-12-09T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:34:53.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>encounter.</title><content type='html'>King of Kings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even more so, Bro of Bros. =)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh, how He loves us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JoC1ec-lYps&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JoC1ec-lYps&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"His presence, His love is so, thick, and tangible, in this room, tonight. And there, are some of you here that have not encountered the love of God. And tonight, God wants to encounter you. And wants you to feel, His love. His amazing love. Without it, these are just songs, these are just words, these are just instruments, without the love of God it's just like we're just up here, making noise. But the love of God changes us. And we're never the same, we're never the same after we encounter the love of God. We're never the same after we encounter the love of God. And right now, if you haven't encountered the love of God--and you would know, because you wouldn't be the same, you would never be the same again. And if you, if you wanna encounter the love of God right now, you'd better just brace yourself...because He's just about to blow in this place! And we're going to encounter the love of God, right now, so God, I speak to all the hearts, and I ask God that every heart be opened right now, every heart be opened, every spirit be opened up, to You God, to You, and a love encounter, a love encounter from You tonight. A love encounter from You tonight!"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; --Kim Walker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-3860939935763994231?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/3860939935763994231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=3860939935763994231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3860939935763994231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3860939935763994231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/12/encounter.html' title='encounter.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-6423406807356767122</id><published>2009-12-04T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T11:49:50.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Psalms 32 &lt;br /&gt;8 I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; &lt;br /&gt;I will counsel you and watch over you.&lt;br /&gt;9 Do not be like the horse or the mule, &lt;br /&gt;which have no understanding &lt;br /&gt;but must be controlled by bit and bridle &lt;br /&gt;or they will not come to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-6423406807356767122?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/6423406807356767122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=6423406807356767122' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6423406807356767122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6423406807356767122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/12/will.html' title='will.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-5083961479118386911</id><published>2009-12-03T07:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T07:38:12.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all, or nothing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-5083961479118386911?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/5083961479118386911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=5083961479118386911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/5083961479118386911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/5083961479118386911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-or-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-3898606723304796932</id><published>2009-11-20T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T18:07:06.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dream christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=7692281&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=7692281&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/7692281"&gt;Dream Christmas&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/pressplay"&gt;Press Play&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-3898606723304796932?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/3898606723304796932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=3898606723304796932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3898606723304796932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3898606723304796932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/11/dream-christmas.html' title='dream christmas.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-7837757259770485777</id><published>2009-11-03T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:48:59.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hillsong united'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>iheart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="180" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/962692140093" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/962692140093" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"is it fair to walk past a homeless man and give him nothing in the assumption that he'll spend it on booze or cigarettes or would you suggest he go out and get a job?"-Joelhouston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;love. and not judge. without Christ, we can do nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-7837757259770485777?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/7837757259770485777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=7837757259770485777' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7837757259770485777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7837757259770485777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/11/iheart.html' title='iheart.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-6943725021468210292</id><published>2009-10-31T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T01:00:11.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nouns and verbs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"And as my very essence is a verb," she continued, "I am more attuned to verbs than nouns. Verbs such as confessing, repenting, living, loving, responding, growing, reaping, changing, sowing, running, dancing, singing, and on and on. Humans, on the other hand, have a knack for taking a verb that is alive and full of grace and turning it into a dead noun or principle that reeks of rules: something growing and alive dies. Nouns exist because there is a created universe and physical reality, but if the universe is only a mass of nouns, it is dead. Unless 'I am', there are no verbs, and vertbs are what makes the universe alive."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ---excerpted, &lt;i&gt;The Shack, WM. Paul Young&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-6943725021468210292?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/6943725021468210292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=6943725021468210292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6943725021468210292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6943725021468210292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/10/nouns-and-verbs.html' title='nouns and verbs.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-7539623870355580020</id><published>2009-10-27T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T23:00:12.248+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>goodness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Mack, just because I work incredible good out of unspeakable tragedies doesn't mean I orchestrate the tragedies. Don't ever assume that my using something means I caused it or that I need it to accomplish my purposes. That will only lead you to false notions about me. Grace doesn't depend on suffering to exist, but where there is suffering you will find grace in many facets and colors."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;---excerpt, The Shack, WM Paul Young.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-7539623870355580020?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/7539623870355580020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=7539623870355580020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7539623870355580020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7539623870355580020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/10/goodness_4839.html' title='goodness.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-3491659275623160428</id><published>2009-10-26T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:25:39.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>belief.</title><content type='html'>and there it was again. wow what confirmation on Sunday, after a great time spent in the word on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraham believed God--and he became the father of many nations.&lt;br /&gt;Smith &lt;a href="http://web.archive.org/web/20060518010249/http://www.mklangl.com/wigglesworthrbio.html"&gt;Wigglesworth&lt;/a&gt; believed God--and he raised more than 14 people from the dead.&lt;br /&gt;The Roman Centurion believed God--that God's spoken word was enough for his servant.&lt;br /&gt;Simon Peter believed God--and he caught fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! it just blew my mind away! becos God can do anything! and He will do everything GOOD! Rev Col Stringer also spoke about the awakening that he feels we're on the brink of--i can't wait. God is so gracious though, to not impose His views on those who choose not to believe He can do things that are out of this world--i need to be like that. He gave us free choice. and i really should honor that, too. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-3491659275623160428?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/3491659275623160428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=3491659275623160428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3491659275623160428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3491659275623160428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/10/belief.html' title='belief.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-7743350260691977764</id><published>2009-10-24T13:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:16:29.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love.</title><content type='html'>I feel like, the love revolution is on the brink of breaking out all over the globe. Maybe it already has. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 love projects spontaneously conceived at 2 different places at about the same time. Singapore, and Melbourne. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=156920990737&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;Project Love, Just Because&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/PROJECT-SHARE-THE-LOVE/152828207527?ref=ts"&gt;Project: Share The Love&lt;/a&gt;. Reminded me of the crazy things the Dreamcenter does back in LA. We've received radical grace. now it's time to impart radical love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how. Only You do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and MatthewBarnett's coming to &lt;a href="http://www.edgeconference.sg/"&gt;town&lt;/a&gt;! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;"you can keep on looking but I think I've found it..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/01%20Break%20It%20Out.mp3"&gt;Press Play - Break It Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-7743350260691977764?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/7743350260691977764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=7743350260691977764' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7743350260691977764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7743350260691977764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/10/love.html' title='love.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-1735717361395220702</id><published>2009-10-18T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:20:42.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart.</title><content type='html'>1 Kings 3:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-8826" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;So give your servant a discerning heart to govern your people and to distinguish between right and wrong. For who is able to govern this great people of yours?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;--------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;in need of direction.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&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/11133964-1735717361395220702?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/1735717361395220702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=1735717361395220702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1735717361395220702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1735717361395220702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/10/heart.html' title='heart.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-2672864983234128360</id><published>2009-10-11T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T17:19:29.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophecy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bethel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Heaven's Priority.</title><content type='html'>Please to listen to this: http://www.ibethelmedia4.org/sotw/files/heavens_priority_92009_11_00am_96.mp3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say it any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show the love of Christ. &lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Matt 12: &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23520"&gt;30&lt;/sup&gt;"He who is not with me is against me, and he who does not gather with me scatters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-2672864983234128360?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ibethelmedia4.org/sotw/files/heavens_priority_92009_11_00am_96.mp3' title='Heaven&apos;s Priority.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/2672864983234128360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=2672864983234128360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2672864983234128360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2672864983234128360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/10/heavens-priority.html' title='Heaven&apos;s Priority.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-8462175712630669713</id><published>2009-10-02T00:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:51:24.331+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>this way and that.</title><content type='html'>Numbers &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-4046"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt; But Moses said, "Here I am among six hundred thousand men on foot, and you say, 'I will give them meat to eat for a whole month!' &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-4047"&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt; Would they have enough if flocks and herds were slaughtered for them? Would they have enough if all the fish in the sea were caught for them?" &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-4048"&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt; The LORD answered Moses, "&lt;b&gt;Is the LORD's arm too short? &lt;/b&gt;You will now see whether or not what I say will come true for you."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Personal experiences are often used as references to what should/should not happen; what should/should not be done. It's sad but true--that we dimensionalize God that way. We believe that He should work this way, and no other. Until He throws a curveball answer to your prayer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about this for some time now, thought i'd take some time to pen down my thoughts. It's tough--even the great healing evangelist Benny Hinn has been maligned for dabbling in sorcery when all he did was to cast a demon out of a woman, albeit forcefully. Just because you haven't seen a demon cast out in this way before doesn't mean it's all a hoax. In the same way, if you haven't &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sthm3vH6ixY"&gt;seen the anointing&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vvDpUHUAG-Y&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;power &lt;/a&gt;of the Holy Spirit, it doesn't mean that He isn't real. The Holy Spirit inside of us will separate the meat from the bones. He is closer to us than we think. And He doesn't humiliate. He's pure love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't dimensionalize Him. How do you limit someone who's limitless? it's mind-boggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Seymour prophesied a greater awakening a 100 years from 1909. A greater awakening as compared to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Azusa_Street_Revival"&gt;Azusa Street revival&lt;/a&gt;. A revival with greater creative miracles and a greater outpouring of love? I can't wait. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-8462175712630669713?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/8462175712630669713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=8462175712630669713' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8462175712630669713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8462175712630669713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-way-and-that.html' title='this way and that.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-9023159267408410208</id><published>2009-09-29T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T16:04:57.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worship.</title><content type='html'>Exalted, You will ever be exalted&lt;br /&gt;You are worthy of honor and praise&lt;br /&gt;Adore You, I will ever stand before You&lt;br /&gt;To worship and praise You all my days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-9023159267408410208?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/9023159267408410208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=9023159267408410208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/9023159267408410208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/9023159267408410208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/09/worship.html' title='worship.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-5453911397520780560</id><published>2009-09-14T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:11:54.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surrender.</title><content type='html'>"Surrender is not the surrender of the external life, but of the will; when that is done, all is done. There are very few crises in life; the great crisis is the surrender of the will. God never crushes a man's will into surrender, He never beseeches him, He waits until the man yields up his will to Him. That battle never needs to be refought." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After surrender--what? The whole of the life after surrender is an aspiration for unbroken communion with God." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oswald Chambers. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Utmost for His Highest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;if only you knew. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-5453911397520780560?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/5453911397520780560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=5453911397520780560' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/5453911397520780560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/5453911397520780560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/09/surrender.html' title='surrender.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-1619922483457616386</id><published>2009-09-05T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T18:30:48.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tenth avenue north'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>over and underneath.</title><content type='html'>it seems these days, i've been hearing through songs. so i'm going to carry on with this next one also by Tenth Avenue North:&lt;br&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sw_8o85lFxA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sw_8o85lFxA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hear You say,"My love is over. It's underneath.&lt;br&gt;It's inside. It's in between.&lt;br&gt;The times you doubt Me, when you can't feel.&lt;br&gt;The times that you question, 'Is this for real? '&lt;br&gt;The times you're broken.&lt;br&gt;The times that you mend.&lt;br&gt;The times that you hate Me, and the times that you bend.&lt;br&gt;Well, My love is over, it's underneath.&lt;br&gt;It's inside, it's in between.&lt;br&gt;These times you're healing, and when your heart breaks.&lt;br&gt;The times that you feel like you're falling from grace.&lt;br&gt;The times you're hurting.&lt;br&gt;The times that you heal.&lt;br&gt;The times you go hungry, and are tempted to steal.&lt;br&gt;The times of confusion, in chaos and pain.&lt;br&gt;I'm there in your sorrow, under the weight of your shame.&lt;br&gt;I'm there through your heartache.&lt;br&gt;I'm there in the storm.&lt;br&gt;My love I will keep you, by My pow'r alone.&lt;br&gt;I don't care where you fall, where you have been.&lt;br&gt;I'll never forsake you, My love never ends.&lt;br&gt;It never ends." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it's true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-1619922483457616386?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/1619922483457616386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=1619922483457616386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1619922483457616386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1619922483457616386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/09/over-and-underneath.html' title='over and underneath.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-4996890236014607376</id><published>2009-08-31T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:34:56.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strength.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J3BGYttwfGI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J3BGYttwfGI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fail. but You're there to say, it's ok. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-4996890236014607376?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/4996890236014607376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=4996890236014607376' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/4996890236014607376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/4996890236014607376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/08/strength.html' title='strength.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-3630106005255578197</id><published>2009-08-21T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T19:47:02.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XaertUJHUe4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XaertUJHUe4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh you've stolen my heart. Yes You have. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Precious Holy Spirit, would you come fill me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Many reminders the past few days of my days in LA. just said goodbye to a precious brother yesterday--missed him as much as i missed LA. He's in good hands. : ) SW, took me back to my first blog &lt;a href="http://yougave.blogspot.com/2008/09/dreamcenter.html"&gt;entry&lt;/a&gt; on the dreamcenter and i realize : ) it was just me and God the Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Holy Spirit is the power of God. and God the Spirit will be breathed into those dry bones, my dry bones, in these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Don't you understand? He's all I've got!" - Kathryn Kuhlman&lt;br /&gt;                     [excerpted from Benny Hinn's "Good Morning, Holy Spirit"]&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/11133964-3630106005255578197?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/3630106005255578197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=3630106005255578197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3630106005255578197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3630106005255578197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/08/flying.html' title='flying.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-3617557281968362922</id><published>2009-08-20T10:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T10:03:18.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='majesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='los angeles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leeland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreamcenter'/><title type='text'>Good Morning, Holy Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GwoS_wIWz18&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GwoS_wIWz18&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing my church, the Dreamcenter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-3617557281968362922?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/3617557281968362922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=3617557281968362922' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3617557281968362922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3617557281968362922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-morning-holy-spirit.html' title='Good Morning, Holy Spirit'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-6603861585301487350</id><published>2009-08-11T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:34:52.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joshua mills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>more on mills.</title><content type='html'>the glory realm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6WYDsnSeCVw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6WYDsnSeCVw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;God's not just hearsay. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-6603861585301487350?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/6603861585301487350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=6603861585301487350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6603861585301487350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6603861585301487350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-on-mills.html' title='more on mills.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-1154583272566247922</id><published>2009-08-10T10:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T10:36:27.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophecy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joshua mills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intimacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>o prophesy.</title><content type='html'>so 7th August, Friday. we all went for Joshua Mills session to see if we could get a glimpse of a gold dust shower. i walked away with something deeper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of free worship, he sang on the dry bones. he invited the four winds to breathe on the dry bones. he invited the cloud of glory to fill up the place. o wow what a manifestation. : ) he specifically invited the glory into Singapore. what a time this is. it felt as though revival was about to break out upon our land there and then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the answer is My Spirit of revelation". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was laughing, and crying all at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/10%20His%20Glory%20Appears.mp3" title="10 His Glory Appears.mp3"&gt;Brooke Fraser - His Glory Appears&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 63&lt;br /&gt;1 O God, you are my God, &lt;br /&gt;       earnestly I seek you; &lt;br /&gt;       my soul thirsts for you, &lt;br /&gt;       my body longs for you, &lt;br /&gt;       in a dry and weary land &lt;br /&gt;       where there is no water.&lt;br /&gt; 2 I have seen you in the sanctuary &lt;br /&gt;       and beheld your power and your glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3 Because your love is better than life, &lt;br /&gt;       my lips will glorify you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4 I will praise you as long as I live, &lt;br /&gt;       and in your name I will lift up my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-1154583272566247922?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/1154583272566247922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=1154583272566247922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1154583272566247922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1154583272566247922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-prophesy.html' title='o prophesy.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-6485351657734055303</id><published>2009-08-05T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:31:13.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='los angeles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bethel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>where dreams come true!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Oh God You're so good! : ) doesn't this just blow your mind away? The healing power of the resurrected Christ. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part 1 of 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FfWYQIMRzqk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FfWYQIMRzqk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;part 2 of 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h6iEjR2q2Nw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h6iEjR2q2Nw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;part 3 of 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HLVOq0RV2-0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HLVOq0RV2-0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;part 4 of 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a3-2rr2RPSg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a3-2rr2RPSg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and click here for the written &lt;a href="http://www.ibethel.org/features/testimonies/index.php?f=testimonies.php&amp;amp;d=882"&gt;testimony&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wow. hahaha! restoration and open eyes for all! i love the last vid, where the girl had the presence of the Spirit come all over her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-6485351657734055303?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/6485351657734055303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=6485351657734055303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6485351657734055303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6485351657734055303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-dreams-come-true.html' title='where dreams come true!'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-2477171232162217775</id><published>2009-08-02T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T23:19:47.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>dry bones.</title><content type='html'>today, i want to talk about the dry bone army that God's breathing into-(see July 4, 2009).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris vallotton spoke briefly on the dry bones:  "we're not called to give a commentary on how dry the bones are, and what they used to be"&lt;br /&gt;and that "we're called to call those things that are not as though they are, and have out of the dry bones, a mighty army"-The Tipping Point Part 2, July 14, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor today set the congregation free to boldly pray for people who have needs, calling us "the army of God".-August 2,2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i reviewed the tweets for today and found this:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/MatthewBarnett" class="screen-name" title="Matthew Barnett"&gt;@MatthewBarnett&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Good night folks. Ready for a rather powerful and emotional service tomorrow. God is going to bring life to dry bones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"-August 2,2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me there's nothing insignificant about this dry bone army... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;exciting times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are You up to? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-2477171232162217775?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/2477171232162217775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=2477171232162217775' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2477171232162217775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2477171232162217775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/08/dry-bones.html' title='dry bones.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-8750822640067484866</id><published>2009-07-23T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:08:54.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too sweet =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zZZoMaWJGy4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zZZoMaWJGy4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-8750822640067484866?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/8750822640067484866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=8750822640067484866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8750822640067484866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8750822640067484866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/07/mesmerizing.html' title='too sweet =)'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-3378085205101278623</id><published>2009-07-04T15:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T16:44:10.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>army.</title><content type='html'>Ezekiel 37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-21399" class="versenum" value="1"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; The hand of the LORD was upon me, and he brought me out by the Spirit of the LORD and set me in the middle of a valley; it was full of bones. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-21400" class="versenum" value="2"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; He led me back and forth among them, and I saw a great many bones on the floor of the valley, bones that were very dry. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-21401" class="versenum" value="3"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; He asked me, "Son of man, can these bones live?"&lt;br /&gt; I said, "O Sovereign LORD, you alone know." &lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-21402" class="versenum" value="4"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; Then he said to me, "Prophesy to these bones and say to them, 'Dry bones, hear the word of the LORD! &lt;sup id="en-NIV-21403" class="versenum" value="5"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; This is what the Sovereign LORD says to these bones: I will make breath enter you, and you will come to life. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-21404" class="versenum" value="6"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; I will attach tendons to you and make flesh come upon you and cover you with skin; I will put breath in you, and you will come to life. Then you will know that I am the LORD.' " &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-21405" class="versenum" value="7"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; So I prophesied as I was commanded. And as I was prophesying, there was a noise, a rattling sound, and the bones came together, bone to bone. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-21406" class="versenum" value="8"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; I looked, and tendons and flesh appeared on them and skin covered them, but there was no breath in them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-21407" class="versenum" value="9"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; Then he said to me, "Prophesy to the breath; prophesy, son of man, and say to it, 'This is what the Sovereign LORD says: Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe into these slain, that they may live.' " &lt;sup id="en-NIV-21408" class="versenum" value="10"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; So I prophesied as he commanded me, and breath entered them; they came to life and stood up on their feet—a vast army. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-21409" class="versenum" value="11"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; Then he said to me: "Son of man, these bones are the whole house of Israel. They say, 'Our bones are dried up and our hope is gone; we are cut off.' &lt;sup id="en-NIV-21410" class="versenum" value="12"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; Therefore prophesy and say to them: 'This is what the Sovereign LORD says: O my people, I am going to open your graves and bring you up from them; I will bring you back to the land of Israel. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-21411" class="versenum" value="13"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; Then you, my people, will know that I am the LORD, when I open your graves and bring you up from them. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-21412" class="versenum" value="14"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; I will put my Spirit in you and you will live, and I will settle you in your own land. Then you will know that I the LORD have spoken, and I have done it, declares the LORD.' "&lt;/p&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;so i asked God how i should start this blogpost, and he showed me this passage. spot on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in the train station some time the past week, coming home from work, when i realized how broken we all really are. just observing the rushing people in the station made me realize how fully imperfect we all are. i grew up thinking my father was perfect, and i thank God my image of a father was kept from being tarnished--even so, i look at my own broken life and can't help but feel helpless. how about those who grew up in abusive homes, separated parents? kids who wanted to stay out as long as they could just so they could spend as little time at home as possible? and that's just one of the many issues plaguing our race as the clock ticks by every moment. it's so...helpless. i felt so helpless. and imperfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw a human tide of crippled, helpless, broken people, holding crutches, lifting hands. and God said to me: "this is my army." and at first i was taken aback. not even sure if i heard right. and then i realize that He's right. if that were true, then every one of us could be in this army. because every one of us is broken. we all are crippled. so we all qualify to be in His army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;v&lt;sup id="en-NIV-21408" class="versenum" value="10"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; So I prophesied as he commanded me, and breath entered them; they came to life and stood up on their feet—a vast army.&lt;/blockquote&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;somehow, out of this mess we've all gotten into, God has triumphed. We will all come to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/07%20I%20Was%20Created%20to%20Worship.mp3"&gt;Brian and Jen Johnson - I was Created to Worship&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-3378085205101278623?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/3378085205101278623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=3378085205101278623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3378085205101278623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3378085205101278623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/07/army.html' title='army.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-2496374767444369684</id><published>2009-06-27T10:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T18:16:54.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the body.</title><content type='html'>Romans 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-28244" class="versenum" value="4"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; For as we have many members in one body, but all the members do not have the same function, &lt;sup id="en-NKJV-28245" class="versenum" value="5"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; so we, &lt;i&gt;being&lt;/i&gt; many, are one body in Christ, and individually members of one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;the body of Christ has been on my mind of late and these verses are so apt. it's interesting noting the reactions from a couple friends recently, having shared with them the things i've experienced and seen, coming from where i come from, having tasted what the Spirit has allowed me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restoration to the Church has come in many forms and i do agree that we as unique members of the body, have our individual part to play in God's inevitable plan, even for those of us who haven't fully embraced the new things that the move of the Spirit has initiated in these last days. i, myself, am guilty of judging others and i do pray for new mercies and understanding as i grapple with these concepts. it really is difficult, and i'm starting to feel a tinge of sadness for the sometimes divisive nature of our words which stem from our own individual beliefs. i need to be reminded that we all have our own part to play. we all are unique members. we all are mighty tools because God Himself is mighty, and Jesus Himself is inside us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my season of intimacy. What does it mean to "need God"? He told me, "I don't want to share this intimacy I have with you, with others". Does it matter to me if someone doesn't get the same revelation, enjoy the same music, get the same words, that i do? does it matter to me if someone else doesn't experience God the way i do? does it matter to me that the other person sees God the way i do? i find myself doing that all the time, getting defensive whenever someone cautions me that i should be doing re-checks on what i'm feeding myself, feeling a need for someone to look at things frommy perspective. but is it enough for me to know for myself? Oh how He craves intimacy with me. it's so raw and personal. you don't share these things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh Spirit guide me. Even now, I miss the Dreamcenter back in LA, and also the Bethel experience, even though that was only for a day. but it's as if a portion of the spirit from these 2 awesomely different churches now lives in me, infused with my 7 years back home. a new spirit-man perhaps. i don't know what to expect anymore. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hold on to intimacy. Does it matter to you what downloads other people are getting from Me? and what downloads I'm giving to You?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this surrender?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elijahlist.com/words/display_word/7750"&gt;http://www.elijahlist.com/words/display_word/7750&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-2496374767444369684?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/2496374767444369684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=2496374767444369684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2496374767444369684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2496374767444369684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/06/body.html' title='the body.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-7628017074045683480</id><published>2009-06-26T10:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:28:05.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>intimacy.</title><content type='html'>draw closer to Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all these things, shall be added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/06%20Angels%20Sing.mp3"&gt;Press Play - Angels Sing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-7628017074045683480?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/7628017074045683480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=7628017074045683480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7628017074045683480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7628017074045683480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/06/intimacy.html' title='intimacy.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-2352220940137675262</id><published>2009-06-14T02:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T03:04:37.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fill this place.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Amos 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-22501" class="versenum" value="11" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; “ On that day I will raise up&lt;br /&gt;    The &lt;b&gt;tabernacle of David&lt;/b&gt;, which has fallen down,&lt;br /&gt;    And repair its damages;&lt;br /&gt;    I will raise up its ruins,&lt;br /&gt;    And rebuild it as in the days of old;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-22502" class="versenum" value="12" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; That they may possess the remnant of Edom,&lt;br /&gt;    And all the Gentiles who are called by My name,”&lt;br /&gt;    Says the LORD who does this thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;i relooked the chapter and realized what a vision Amos must have seen. Israel's destruction and her eventual resurrection. v8 says "...Yet I will not utterly destroy the house of Jacob..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bill Johnson spoke about the 30 year dream he had, and the rebuilding of the tabernacle of David, a place where it was just the ark. where people were drawn to worship. and to be in awe. a place of 24 hour worship! a tabernacle so radically different from the tabernacle of Moses with all its adornments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and the fruit? v12 "That they may possess the remnant of Edom (the world)". Bill does emphasize that the possession of the remnant is a fruit. it's not the main thing. the main thing's worship. and as we worship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Isaiah 60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18819" class="versenum" value="1" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; Arise, shine;&lt;br /&gt;    For your light has come!&lt;br /&gt;    And the glory of the LORD is risen upon you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18820" class="versenum" value="2" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; For behold, the darkness shall cover the earth,&lt;br /&gt;    And deep darkness the people;&lt;br /&gt;    But the LORD will arise over you,&lt;br /&gt;    And His glory will be seen upon you.       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18821" class="versenum" value="3" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; The Gentiles shall come to your light,&lt;br /&gt;    And kings to the brightness of your rising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18822" class="versenum" value="4" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; “ &lt;b&gt;Lift up your eyes all around, and see: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;      They all gather together, they come to you;&lt;br /&gt;    Your sons shall come from afar,&lt;br /&gt;    And your daughters shall be nursed at &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;your&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18823" class="versenum" value="5" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;b&gt;Then you shall see and become radiant,&lt;br /&gt;    And your heart shall swell with joy; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Because the abundance of the sea shall be turned to you,&lt;br /&gt;    The wealth of the Gentiles shall come to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;something Bill said was so profound: "we as worshippers are positioned to summon nations to their destinies." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;we worship, we obey. God does the rest : ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;so much more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/11%20Fill%20This%20Place.mp3"&gt;Press Play - Fill This Place&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-2352220940137675262?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/2352220940137675262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=2352220940137675262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2352220940137675262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2352220940137675262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/06/fill-this-place.html' title='fill this place.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-8091809257785236487</id><published>2009-06-06T07:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T07:38:05.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no coincidence.</title><content type='html'>i was walking around by myself just outside the security check-in counter inside Orlando airport, just looking at the people go by, sitting at the cafes, dragging their luggages past me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then what jem said some days ago hit me again. there is no true coincidence. even the seemingly random presence of the kid sitting opposite you at the mcCafe while you're munching down on that mcSpicy burger of yours. no coincidence. he's just...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...there&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even if God doesn't tell you to do something about that person sitting right next to you in the busy subway train, that doesn't mean that person's there by coincidence. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waiting for our flight back to nyc...&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/11133964-8091809257785236487?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/8091809257785236487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=8091809257785236487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8091809257785236487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8091809257785236487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-coincidence.html' title='no coincidence.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-6542057633043497317</id><published>2009-06-03T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T20:57:34.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no one. :)</title><content type='html'>in all of the earth, and all of the heavens&lt;div&gt;we found there is no one, no one like You. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/07%20I%20Was%20Created%20to%20Worship.mp3"&gt;Brian &amp;amp; Jen Johnson - I Was Created to Worship&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-6542057633043497317?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/6542057633043497317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=6542057633043497317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6542057633043497317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6542057633043497317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-one.html' title='no one. :)'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-1367735636798941142</id><published>2009-05-29T02:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T03:02:23.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>openly receive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0rvbvGf-MM/Sh7dG0V8KVI/AAAAAAAAAbE/L6xNGlIFetI/s1600-h/IMG_7150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g0rvbvGf-MM/Sh7dG0V8KVI/AAAAAAAAAbE/L6xNGlIFetI/s400/IMG_7150.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340949317307607378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;soaking in God's presence the entire Sunday. spending time with the angels and friends. revelation after revelation. wow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bethel, heaven on earth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and what is it about the church that never sleeps? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...we've so much more to receive. and to give. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genesis 28&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-785" class="versenum" value="11" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; When he reached a certain place, he stopped for the night because the sun had set. Taking one of the stones there, he put it under his head and lay down to sleep. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-786" class="versenum" value="12" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; He had a dream in which he saw a stairway resting on the earth, with its top reaching to heaven, and the angels of God were ascending and descending on it. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-787" class="versenum" value="13" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; There above it stood the LORD, and he said: "I am the LORD, the God of your father Abraham and the God of Isaac. I will give you and your descendants the land on which you are lying. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-788" class="versenum" value="14" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; Your descendants will be like the dust of the earth, and you will spread out to the west and to the east, to the north and to the south. All peoples on earth will be blessed through you and your offspring. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-789" class="versenum" value="15" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; I am with you and will watch over you wherever you go, and I will bring you back to this land. I will not leave you until I have done what I have promised you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt; He called that place Bethel,  though the city used to be called Luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/01%20Greatly%20to%20be%20Praised.mp3"&gt;Brian Johnson - Greatly to be Praised&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;indeed, You are great, and greatly to be praised.  : ) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-1367735636798941142?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/1367735636798941142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=1367735636798941142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1367735636798941142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1367735636798941142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/05/openly-receive.html' title='openly receive.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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/_g0rvbvGf-MM/Sh7dG0V8KVI/AAAAAAAAAbE/L6xNGlIFetI/s72-c/IMG_7150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-7793375539347801927</id><published>2009-05-28T15:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T15:20:47.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overwhelming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0rvbvGf-MM/Sh46bEbdVyI/AAAAAAAAAa8/EpnkaEzM5zw/s1600-h/IMG_7272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0rvbvGf-MM/Sh46bEbdVyI/AAAAAAAAAa8/EpnkaEzM5zw/s400/IMG_7272.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340770444827776802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what a day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yosemite, half-dome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i felt so small. God You're so big...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-7793375539347801927?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/7793375539347801927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=7793375539347801927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7793375539347801927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7793375539347801927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/05/overwhelming.html' title='overwhelming.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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/_g0rvbvGf-MM/Sh46bEbdVyI/AAAAAAAAAa8/EpnkaEzM5zw/s72-c/IMG_7272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-5117290750580820779</id><published>2009-05-21T10:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T13:31:47.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gripped.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;finally done with all my packing, almost. hopefully, i'll transfer most of my stuff to my parents when i meet them in new york in a couple weeks.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&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=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;was two days of fun bringing the law gang around LA, and also a chance for me to visit all my favorite spots again. i never realized how much i love santa monica and the promenade. it's always so... refreshing. and happy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;last night was spent at Weller Court, orochon ramen, and then pinkberry just down the street. thank God for His sharpness--I had this uneasiness about this guy at the Office Depot parking lot who turned out to be the parking attendant. he must have called the tow truck on us, but we left just in time--and found another outside pinkberry.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;then it happened. as we were leaving pinkberry, a black, possibly homeless man, came up to me asking for change. one of the many i've encountered here. despair in his voice. pleading eyes. outstretched hand.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i forced myself to look away. and i walked away.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i don't know why, but it was different this time. something just gripped me. my heart sank. my shoulders were suddenly burdened. i was so pissed at myself, for having walked away. we made our way back to their hotel in hollywood.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i couldn't explain it but my spirit was crushed on the way back from their hotel. it was like he needed God and i knew it. that man needed to know that God is good. even in his situation. he needed to know that he can still dream.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;but i walked away, still. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;wake-up call?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;this song. made me cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/13%20One%20Life.mp3"&gt;Press Play - One Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;because every word is so true. what would You have me do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-5117290750580820779?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/5117290750580820779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=5117290750580820779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/5117290750580820779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/5117290750580820779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/05/gripped.html' title='gripped.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-6921549665000777294</id><published>2009-05-16T13:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T13:54:04.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the terminator speaks!</title><content type='html'>usc commencement 2009&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i5ZeIVPe5dg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i5ZeIVPe5dg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-6921549665000777294?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/6921549665000777294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=6921549665000777294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6921549665000777294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6921549665000777294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/05/terminator-speaks.html' title='the terminator speaks!'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-4993826326615609419</id><published>2009-05-10T14:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T14:41:35.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>closer</title><content type='html'>Rom 12&lt;br /&gt;8Having then gifts differing according to the grace that is given to us, let us use them: if prophecy, let us prophesy in proportion to our faith; 7or ministry, let us use it in our ministering; he who teaches, in our teaching; 8he who exhorts, in exhortation; he who gives, with liberality' he who leads, with diligence' he who shows mercy, with cheerfulness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm starting to catch a glimpse of how big You are. wow. : )&lt;br /&gt;the word says "to earnestly desire the best gifts..." (1 Cor 13:31). The "best gifts" that we need to covet earnestly are the ones that Jesus and the Holy Spirit has chosen for us to possess (--Bill Hamon). everyone has their part to play in this. the destiny of the world seems to be unfurling before our very eyes--choose to be part of His greater plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is the good, the acceptable and then there's Your perfect will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;share Your secrets with me...Your unending mercies. even eternity's not enough for me to fathom how great You are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-4993826326615609419?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/4993826326615609419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=4993826326615609419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/4993826326615609419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/4993826326615609419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/05/closer.html' title='closer'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-7860461871836604200</id><published>2009-05-07T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:45:28.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thisispressplay: launch week...May 19th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="270"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4498347&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4498347&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="270"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/4498347"&gt;Nashville!&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/pressplay"&gt;Press Play&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;******&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;buy a cd, save a life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-7860461871836604200?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/7860461871836604200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=7860461871836604200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7860461871836604200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7860461871836604200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/05/thisispressplay-launch-weekmay-19th.html' title='thisispressplay: launch week...May 19th!'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-1158515274561468318</id><published>2009-04-27T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T13:34:06.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the search.</title><content type='html'>The more i seek you,&lt;br /&gt;the more i find you&lt;br /&gt;The more i find you, the more I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sit at your feet&lt;br /&gt;drink from the cup in your hand.&lt;br /&gt;Lay back against you and breathe, hear your heart beat&lt;br /&gt;This love is so deep, it's more than I can stand.&lt;br /&gt;I melt in your peace, it's overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/12%20The%20More%20I%20Seek%20You.mp3"&gt;Gateway Worship - The More I Seek You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-1158515274561468318?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/1158515274561468318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=1158515274561468318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1158515274561468318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1158515274561468318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/04/search.html' title='the search.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-9072702277168692697</id><published>2009-04-23T10:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:36:50.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hope.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Imagine that. The great hope we have in front of us. It really is the great hope that we have. Imagine a place-- no sorrow, no crying, no death, no pain. Streets of gold, and much love to show. I'm excited.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No weeping&lt;br&gt;No hurt or pain&lt;br&gt;No suffering&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No darkness&lt;br&gt;No sick or lame&lt;br&gt;No hiding&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You hold me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/01%20-%20You%20Hold%20Me%20Now.mp3"&gt;Hillsong United - You Hold Me Now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Classes end in a week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-9072702277168692697?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/9072702277168692697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=9072702277168692697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/9072702277168692697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/9072702277168692697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/04/hope.html' title='hope.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-8001354089529777380</id><published>2009-04-20T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:46:59.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new day.</title><content type='html'>just up. and it feels like it's going to be a great day today &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hiking on saturday, soccer on sunday, and hillsong united tonight live @ the nokiacenter. just a couple projects left to complete--2 weeks to the end of school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and what an awesome service by Gateway Church's Robert Morris this past Thursday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give You control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/02%20New%20Day.mp3"&gt;Robbie Seay Band - New Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-8001354089529777380?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/8001354089529777380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=8001354089529777380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8001354089529777380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8001354089529777380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-day.html' title='a new day.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-4821066838031155626</id><published>2009-04-08T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T03:04:10.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thisispressplay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="270"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4037542&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4037542&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="270"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/4037542"&gt;Press Play Loves LA - part 2&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/pressplay"&gt;Press Play&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-4821066838031155626?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/4821066838031155626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=4821066838031155626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/4821066838031155626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/4821066838031155626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/04/thisispressplay.html' title='thisispressplay.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-7520793125247091066</id><published>2009-04-04T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T06:59:49.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shunammite woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Again, service at the dreamcenter spoke right to my heart. I knew I had to surround myself in worship last night, and I did. loved the songs that were played. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Pastor Steve Kelley, a former associate pastor of Hillsong Church Sydney, now pastoring the Wave Church @ Virginia Beach, VA, spoke. And wow, did he speak words of life. The spirit of increase. Expansion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2 Kings 4: 8-37 - The story of the Shunammite woman who received a word from Elisha, conceived and bore a son, son dies one day in the field, she then looks for Elisha, Elisha revives the dead boy--lying on top of him, mouth-to-mouth, eye-to-eye, hand-to-hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1) The timing of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 2 Kings 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; The child grew, and one day he went out to his father, who was with the reapers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; "My head! My head!" he said to his father. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;His father told a servant, "Carry him to his mother." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; After the servant had lifted him up and carried him to his mother, the boy sat on her lap until noon, and then he died. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; She went up and laid him on the bed of the man of God, then shut the door and went out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; She called her husband and said, "Please send me one of the servants and a donkey so I can go to the man of God quickly and return."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; "Why go to him today?" he asked. "It's not the New Moon or the Sabbath." &lt;br /&gt;      "It's all right," she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It wasn’t a New Moon, Sabbath, conference, healing meeting, church service. there was no angelic visitation. No ‘occasion’ for that miracle. Truth is, too many of us are just waiting for a word from God, waiting to for God to move in a tangible way, waiting for that timing of God. In the story, it was just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a normal day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; when the Shunammite woman’s son fell dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The timing of God is not about all these things, events. It’s about being faithful in everyday life. It is found in doing what is put before you today. Earlier in the chapter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2 Kings 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;One day Elisha went to Shunem. And a well-to-do woman was there, who urged him to stay for a meal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So whenever he came by, he stopped there to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She said to her husband, "I know that this man who often comes our way is a holy man of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Let's make a small room on the roof and put in it a bed and a table, a chair and a lamp for him. Then he can stay there whenever he comes to us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The Shunammite woman, she was faithful in doing what she was called to do—to feed that Man of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2) Prophets or anointed are sent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Elisha, the prophet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the anointing of God, was sent to the Shunammite woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3) Shunam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Shunam was a border town to the main town that Elisha eventually rested—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mount  Carmel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. And Shunam means “uneven place”. Elisha, the anointing, was passing through. The anointing was passing through. Passing through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Meaning the woman, was living on the edge of her breakthrough (on the border town of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mount Carmel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; where Elisha, the anointing, was). But she wanted the anointing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;in her house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2 Kings 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight:bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Let's make a small room on the roof and put in it a bed and a table, a chair and a lamp for him. Then he can stay there whenever he comes to us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She wanted the anointing right where she was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Push against the limitations, the smallness. There’s an anointing coming our way, but it won’t stay there, we have to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;push our limitations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. Do we want God passing through? Or do we want Him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;living here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4) She starts feeding the prophet, feeding the anointing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Whatever you feed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;COMES BACK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5) Elisha wants to give back/ paycheck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Whatever you sow, you will reap. If you sow good seed, you reap good seed. He’s going to mark your kids, your family, everything you do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6) She says she doesn’t have need of anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She didn’t know she was in need. It’s the saddest thing if you are in need, but you don’t know you’re in need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;BUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gehazi could see her need. Aren’t we glad that God sees the needs that we don’t see? What grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2 Kings 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight:bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;One day when Elisha came, he went up to his room and lay down there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;He said to his servant Gehazi, "Call the Shunammite." So he called her, and she stood before him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Elisha said to him, "Tell her, 'You have gone to all this trouble for us. Now what can be done for you? Can we speak on your behalf to the king or the commander of the army?' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      She replied, "I have a home among my own people."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight:bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"What can be done for her?" Elisha asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Gehazi said, "Well, she has no son and her husband is old."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That’s her need right there. Gehazi – “seer in the low places”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So thank God that He can see me even when I’m in the low places, when I’m so disqualified—He qualifies me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7) The child grew up, and went out to his father with the reapers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The child represents “potential”. As we continue feeding the anointing, our child grows up. Our potential reaches maturity (the child helps out in the harvest).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It is when your potential is growing fuller when it’s under attack the most. (WOW) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2 Kings 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The child grew, and one day he went out to his father, who was with the reapers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"My head! My head!" he said to his father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;      His father told a servant, "Carry him to his mother."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;After the servant had lifted him up and carried him to his mother, the boy sat on her lap until noon, and then he died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She went up and laid him on the bed of the man of God, then shut the door and went out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So what do you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight:bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2 Kings 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She went up and laid him on the bed of the man of God, then shut the door and went out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The Shunammite woman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;CARRIED HER POTENTIAL TO THE PLACE WHERE SHE PUSHED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&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;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She lay the boy on the couch that she prepared for Elisha. She put her ‘dead’ potential into the place where she made room for God. Where she pushed. (WOW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2 Kings 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She saddled the donkey and said to her servant, "Lead on; don't slow down for me unless I tell you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So she set out and came to the man of God at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mount  Carmel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;      When he saw her in the distance, the man of God said to his servant Gehazi, "Look! There's the Shunammite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Run to meet her and ask her, 'Are you all right? Is your husband all right? Is your child all right?' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Everything is all right," she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She didn’t believe that the boy was dead. She didn’t believe that her potential was gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Everything is all right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And she placed her potential to the place where she made room for God. It doesn’t matter what your situation is, it matters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what you believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2 Kings 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When Elisha reached the house, there was the boy lying dead on his couch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;He went in, shut the door on the two of them and prayed to the LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Then he got on the bed and lay upon the boy, mouth to mouth, eyes to eyes, hands to hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; As he stretched himself out upon him, the boy's body grew warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Elisha turned away and walked back and forth in the room and then got on the bed and stretched out upon him once more. The boy sneezed seven times and opened his eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Back at her home, the prophet (the anointing) stretched over the boy. The Shunammite woman laid her lost potential &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;under leadership. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(WOW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So how do you know if your potential is under covering?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Eye to eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: when you see things the way your leader sees things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mouth to mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: when you say things the way your leader says things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Heart to heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: when you have a heart for the things that your leader has a heart for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And then, my potential will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;RISE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That spoke volumes to me, and answered my every hurting need. Check out the real deal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Pastor Steve Kelley @ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Angelus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dreamcenter.org/dcLive/OnDemand/4-2-09.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;http://dreamcenter.org/dcLive/OnDemand/4-2-09.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I won't be able to say it any better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-7520793125247091066?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/7520793125247091066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=7520793125247091066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7520793125247091066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7520793125247091066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/04/shunammite-woman.html' title='Shunammite woman'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-2428572488711502518</id><published>2009-04-03T13:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T18:56:25.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels Sing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You see, see in me what I can't see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe in me in my unbelief&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strengthen me when I'm so weak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know I love You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You light, the corners of darkness in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You answer when no one can hear my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cry for my rescue &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The clouds open up, and my world sees a Savior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You make, the angels stand and sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You make, Heavenly melodies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You make, my life forever free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know I love You &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know I love You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You make, everything wonderful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You make, each day more beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You make, life unbelievable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know I love You &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know I love You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out the last song on the worship set:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dreamcenter.org/dcLive/OnDemand/3-15-09.html"&gt;http://dreamcenter.org/dcLive/OnDemand/3-15-09.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and listen to the whole sermon if you can. : ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the song I'm waiting for on Press Play's album release. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sermon that spoke right to my heart this evening. Pastor Steve Kelley from Virginia Beach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More on that later, with links too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-2428572488711502518?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/2428572488711502518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=2428572488711502518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2428572488711502518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2428572488711502518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/04/angels-sing.html' title='Angels Sing.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-8344509284141758361</id><published>2009-04-01T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T07:30:23.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thisispressplay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3885301&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3885301&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3885301"&gt;Fav Spots in LA part 2 Teaser&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/pressplay"&gt;Press Play&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-8344509284141758361?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/8344509284141758361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=8344509284141758361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8344509284141758361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8344509284141758361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/03/thisispressplay_31.html' title='thisispressplay.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-5540346159025149379</id><published>2009-03-25T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T04:25:54.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LA.</title><content type='html'>wow, so many in town. Chris/Celine in LA for their spring break, Limin this Saturday, Mikey and Jeremy last night. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-5540346159025149379?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/5540346159025149379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=5540346159025149379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/5540346159025149379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/5540346159025149379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/03/la.html' title='LA.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-8703588105142254112</id><published>2009-03-22T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:54:50.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back.</title><content type='html'> back to LA from a good 7 days in NYC. my last night was spent sharing thoughts with a friend, about how so many people have so many needs that need to be filled. making that difference. mm. more on that later, perhaps.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a little less than 2 months before I graduate and that's really quite fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&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;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-8703588105142254112?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/8703588105142254112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=8703588105142254112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8703588105142254112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8703588105142254112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/03/back.html' title='back.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-5212240394500236976</id><published>2009-03-20T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T06:36:57.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thisispressplay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="290"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3697598&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3697598&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="290"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3697598"&gt;Press Play's Favorite Spots In LA&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/pressplay"&gt;Press Play&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-5212240394500236976?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/5212240394500236976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=5212240394500236976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/5212240394500236976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/5212240394500236976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/03/thisispressplay_19.html' title='thisispressplay.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-2796129579270406169</id><published>2009-03-19T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T02:02:10.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isa 30:21</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-18239" class="versenum" value="21" style="font-size: 0.65em;font-weight: bold;vertical-align: text-top;line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Isa 30:21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, "This is the way; walk in it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&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: 16px;font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;hearts burning, fog clearing, vision sharpening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-2796129579270406169?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/2796129579270406169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=2796129579270406169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2796129579270406169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2796129579270406169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/03/isa-3021.html' title='isa 30:21'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-2529336102550596778</id><published>2009-03-18T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:23:32.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the heart of determination.</title><content type='html'>destiny? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/Living%20the%20Determined%20Life.mp3" title="Living the Determined Life.mp3"&gt;Matthew Barnett - Living the Determined Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Jude 1:22 And of some have compassion, making a difference:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-2529336102550596778?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/2529336102550596778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=2529336102550596778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2529336102550596778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2529336102550596778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/03/heart-of-determination.html' title='the heart of determination.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-7171752672805492447</id><published>2009-03-18T08:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T12:58:26.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>http://www.dreamcenter.org/donate/adoptAblock.html</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;table width="253" border="0" cellspacing="3" cellpadding="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td div="" class="mainBody" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;font-size: 13px;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div class="mainHead" style="font-family: 'Benguiat Bk BT', sans-serif;font-size: 27px;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Revival is not about how many people you pack into a church building,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="249" div="" class="mainBody" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;font-size: 13px;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;but how effectively you impact the community around you. So how do you change a city that has been influenced by every form of crime, drugs, violence, and sexual perversion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dreamcenter.org/donate/adoptAblock.html"&gt;ADOPT A BLOCK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-7171752672805492447?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/7171752672805492447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=7171752672805492447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7171752672805492447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7171752672805492447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/03/httpwwwdreamcenterorgdonateadoptablockh.html' title='http://www.dreamcenter.org/donate/adoptAblock.html'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-604244505085949942</id><published>2009-03-16T08:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T12:46:04.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>faith.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2Sa 23:1-5 (NLT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Charis SIL';font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NLT-8630" class="versenum" value="1" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; These are the last words of David:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;   “David, the son of Jesse, speaks—&lt;br /&gt;      David, the man who was raised up so high,&lt;br /&gt;   David, the man anointed by the God of Jacob,&lt;br /&gt;      David, the sweet psalmist of Israel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NLT-8631" class="versenum" value="2" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; “The Spirit of the L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; speaks through me;&lt;br /&gt;      his words are upon my tongue.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NLT-8632" class="versenum" value="3" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; The God of Israel spoke.&lt;br /&gt;      The Rock of Israel said to me:&lt;br /&gt;   ‘The one who rules righteously,&lt;br /&gt;      who rules in the fear of God,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NLT-8633" class="versenum" value="4" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; is like the light of morning at sunrise,&lt;br /&gt;      like a morning without clouds,&lt;br /&gt;   like the gleaming of the sun&lt;br /&gt;      on new grass after rain.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NLT-8634" class="versenum" value="5" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; “Is it not my family God has chosen?&lt;br /&gt;      Yes, he has made an everlasting covenant with me.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;His agreement is arranged and guaranteed in every detail.&lt;br /&gt;      He will ensure my safety and success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-604244505085949942?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/604244505085949942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=604244505085949942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/604244505085949942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/604244505085949942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/03/faith.html' title='faith.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-5935481396862379111</id><published>2009-03-13T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:47:04.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*</title><content type='html'>Lev 17:&lt;sup id="en-NIV-3239" class="versenum" value="3"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; Any Israelite who sacrifices an ox,  a lamb or a goat in the camp or outside of it &lt;sup id="en-NIV-3240" class="versenum" value="4"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; instead of bringing it to the entrance to the Tent of Meeting to present it as an offering to the LORD in front of the tabernacle of the LORD -that man shall be considered guilty of bloodshed; he has shed blood and must be cut off from his people.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never saw this before. present Jesus as our offering &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;to God our Father&lt;/span&gt;, to walk boldly in the Holy of Holies--and not be considered guilty. we need to know what we're presenting as a sacrifice and to whom--not just sacrifice it as a ritual/tradition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-5935481396862379111?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/5935481396862379111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=5935481396862379111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/5935481396862379111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/5935481396862379111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='*'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-7526022988376897996</id><published>2009-03-12T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:36:28.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what could have made a man lose all direction when he's having success all laid out for him? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a tragedy. i wish he had known the love that's greatest of all. Condolences, nonetheless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-7526022988376897996?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/7526022988376897996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=7526022988376897996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7526022988376897996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7526022988376897996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-could-have-made-man-lose-all.html' title=''/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-8560526054041565268</id><published>2009-03-11T13:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:54:22.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thisispressplay</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="290"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3548497&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3548497&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="290"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3548497"&gt;The Pool (Episode #3)&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/pressplay"&gt;Press Play&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-8560526054041565268?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/8560526054041565268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=8560526054041565268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8560526054041565268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8560526054041565268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/03/thisispressplay.html' title='thisispressplay'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-2653422437257694913</id><published>2009-03-09T14:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:10:54.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>need to indulge in Your embrace. more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-2653422437257694913?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/2653422437257694913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=2653422437257694913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2653422437257694913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2653422437257694913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/03/need-to-indulge-in-your-embrace.html' title=''/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-4895426895426435903</id><published>2009-02-27T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:26:26.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thisispressplay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3359215&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3359215&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3359215"&gt;Press Play Hits Phoenix (Episode #2)&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/pressplay"&gt;Press Play&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-4895426895426435903?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://thisispressplay.tv/' title='thisispressplay.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/4895426895426435903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=4895426895426435903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/4895426895426435903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/4895426895426435903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/02/thisispressplay_27.html' title='thisispressplay.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-2194531776771856842</id><published>2009-02-18T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T09:17:54.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here I am humbled by the love that you give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Forgiven so that I can forgive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I stand, knowing that I'm your desire&lt;br /&gt;Sanctified by glory and fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;i'm so small. but You're so big.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&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/11133964-2194531776771856842?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/2194531776771856842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=2194531776771856842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2194531776771856842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/2194531776771856842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='*'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-7164765009102924780</id><published>2009-02-14T12:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:42:28.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>driving truth.</title><content type='html'>once again, Thursday service @ the dreamcenter was a refreshing midweek boost--the thought-provoking and challenging issue of motives and intentions. What's really driving the truth that we're pushing in our cart? Pastor Brad Reed speaks on Driving Truth.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matthew 5:8 Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simply put: blessed are those who have no ulterior motives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pastor Brad went on to touch on enlightened self-interest, especially in business. The intention to say that you have someone's best interests at heart and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt; have another agenda behind it. Gap's (RED) products, Starbucks Shared Planet, Budweiser's Drink Responsibly campaigns... these are all true, but what's driving these truths? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever you connect with emotionally, you support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;Matthew 6 &lt;sup id="en-NIV-23284" class="versenum" value="1" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;"Be careful not to do your 'acts of righteousness' before men, to be seen by them. If you do, you will have no reward from your Father in heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-23285" class="versenum" value="2" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;"So when you give to the needy, do not announce it with trumpets, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and on the streets, to be honored by men. I tell you the truth, they have received their reward in full.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So everything we do must be motivated by the love of Jesus Christ. The point being: you can have Truth in your cart, but if the devil's pushing it, no one's going to receive it. What's pushing the agenda of your life right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Acts 5, Ananias and Sapphira and how they kept part of the proceeds of the sale of their land and not being honest about it. They wanted the 'perception' that they were giving all they had but they were really not. They could have told the apostles that they were keeping part of it etc, the point being that they weren't truthful. They had an agenda of their own, while parading the Truth in the cart they were pushing in front of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hebrews 4:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-30011" class="versenum" value="12" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;For the word of God is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we want to have pure intentions in whatever we do, we can't be doing it on our own. For the spirit might be willing but the flesh is weak. We need the Word of God to expose us for what we really are--the carnal nature that we possess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;James 1:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-30283" class="versenum" value="22" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt; But be doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving yourselves. &lt;sup id="en-NKJV-30284" class="versenum" value="23" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For if anyone is a hearer of the word and not a doer, he is like a man observing his natural face in a mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;sup id="en-NKJV-30285" class="versenum" value="24" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt; for he observes himself, goes away, and immediately forgets what kind of man he was. &lt;sup id="en-NKJV-30286" class="versenum" value="25" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; line-height: normal; "&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt; But he who looks into the perfect law of liberty and continues &lt;i&gt;in it,&lt;/i&gt; and is not a forgetful hearer but a doer of the work, this one will be blessed in what he does. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So looking into the mirror on a daily basis, and asking God to show you what areas are lacking, respond. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get in the Word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pastor tells us that a simple gauge of your intentions is your dependence on God now versus your dependence on God when you first got saved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paul's progression:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st: he says he's the least of all the apostles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd: he says he's the least of all the saints (Christians)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd: he says he's a sinner in need of a Savior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the end: He's a sinner of whom he's chief (the Chief of Sinners). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow. Staying broken and getting more broken for God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gauge: if you sit consistently in church and think that the message is not for you all the time, do a heart check. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is giving God glory what's driving your life, or giving yourself glory? If you aren't, your life won't be as fulfilled as it can be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blessed are the pure in heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the amazing part? God never expects you to change on your own. Just ask, and it shall be given.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take all of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a ref="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/09%20Majesty%20%28Here%20I%20Am%29.mp3"&gt;Hillsong + Delirious? - Majesty (Here I Am)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/11133964-7164765009102924780?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/7164765009102924780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=7164765009102924780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7164765009102924780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7164765009102924780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/02/driving-truth.html' title='driving truth.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-6402646974134607465</id><published>2009-02-11T10:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:03:41.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thisispressplay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="267"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3157149&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3157149&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="267"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3157149"&gt;Episode #1 - An Introduction&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/pressplay"&gt;Press Play&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-6402646974134607465?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://thisispressplay.tv/' title='thisispressplay.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/6402646974134607465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=6402646974134607465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6402646974134607465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6402646974134607465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/02/thisispressplay.html' title='thisispressplay.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-9174581954345042689</id><published>2009-02-07T13:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:34:49.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>press play.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vorkf6y_XFw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vorkf6y_XFw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get the pre-release &lt;a href="http://dreamcenter.org/OtherPages/PressPlay/index.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buy a CD, save a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-9174581954345042689?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/9174581954345042689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=9174581954345042689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/9174581954345042689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/9174581954345042689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/02/press-play.html' title='press play.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-6972913849192745467</id><published>2009-02-06T12:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:46:34.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It rained in LA today. Actual rain. Pouring rain. Blessings from heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Had to wait it out inside GFS so I plugged in my earphones and turned on my ipod, and was again refreshed by a beautiful song i've heard some time ago and wanted to share, but somehow didn't get to. Till now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;had a long moment of thanksgiving. of the Lord's favor, and His grace. of how graciously He has helped me, even those moments when i thought it was all me. it's funny. it's exciting, really, to lean on His grace every breathing moment, and then marvel at how blessed you really are. like the presentations i've had so far this semester, all rather unprepared, but trusting in God's favor really makes the difference. i wonder if it's the light of Jesus they see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;the first verse of the song didn't take long to hit me. i don't know why, but it's this God-given miracle that i keep coming back to. that gives me strength. dwelling on a couple other issues, it's also funny how skeptical of other people's intentions you can get because you can't resist the temptations that you encounter. but then God helps you overcome all of that and then you realize that you actually can. it's like a light-bulb that turns on inside your head. you look and see where you were from, and now where you're at, and you're that much more grateful.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Call on the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, and you will be saved, you and your household. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/08%20We%20Cry%20Out.mp3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Gateway Worship - We Cry Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Father of life seated on Your throne of grace&lt;br /&gt;It’s only by Your mercy we are saved&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You have said if we call upon Your name&lt;br /&gt;We and our families will be saved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-6972913849192745467?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/6972913849192745467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=6972913849192745467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6972913849192745467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6972913849192745467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/02/rain-down.html' title='rain down.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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-11133964.post-7758335141053892342</id><published>2009-02-06T01:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T01:28:01.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>release.</title><content type='html'>Leviticus 14&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-3161" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;49&lt;/span&gt; To purify the house he is to take two birds and some cedar wood, scarlet yarn and hyssop. &lt;span id="en-NIV-3162" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;50&lt;/span&gt; He shall kill one of the birds over fresh water in a clay pot. &lt;span id="en-NIV-3163" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;51&lt;/span&gt;Then he is to take the cedar wood, the hyssop, the scarlet yarn and the live bird, dip them into the blood of the dead bird and the fresh water, and sprinkle the house seven times. &lt;span id="en-NIV-3164" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;52&lt;/span&gt; He shall purify the house with the bird's blood, the fresh water, the live bird, the cedar wood, the hyssop and the scarlet yarn. &lt;span id="en-NIV-3165" class="sup" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;53&lt;/span&gt; Then he is to release the live bird in the open fields outside the town. In this way he will make atonement for the house, and it will be clean."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;familiar? :) we're alive. &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;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL';"&gt;v50 He shall kill one of the birds over fresh water in a clay pot. that's Jesus in an earthern vessel right there. He as a man. &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;v51 the live bird, dipped into the blood of the dead bird and the fresh water--we're covered in His blood and the washing of water by the Word. &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;v53 we go free. &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/11133964-7758335141053892342?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/7758335141053892342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=7758335141053892342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7758335141053892342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7758335141053892342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/02/release.html' title='release.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-9144985369735942174</id><published>2009-02-05T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T01:25:21.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shout.</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.tangle.com/flash/swf/flvplayer.swf" flashvars="viewkey=3bd0816d98a536430e80" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="330" height="270" name="tangle" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't wait for the album release.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha and the acoustics at church are so much better.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&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/11133964-9144985369735942174?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/9144985369735942174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=9144985369735942174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/9144985369735942174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/9144985369735942174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/02/shout.html' title='shout.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-1971460429028929976</id><published>2009-01-31T02:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:37:19.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentum.</title><content type='html'>Psalm 84&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;4 Blessed are those who &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dwell&lt;/span&gt; in your house;&lt;br /&gt;  they are ever praising you.&lt;br /&gt;  Selah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Blessed are those whose strength is in you,&lt;br /&gt;  who have set their hearts on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pilgrimage&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 As they pass through the Valley of Baca,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;     they make it a place of springs&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;  the autumn rains also cover it with pools. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They go from strength to strength&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;  till each appears before God in Zion.&lt;/blockquote&gt;*&lt;div&gt;blown away by John Siebeling's sermon last night at the Dreamcenter. Thursday night's guest speaker exceeded expectations, and i heard so clearly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Momentum. forward motion. living a life of momentum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People living without momentum are allowing a moment in the past to define their moments in the future. dwell on that for a little bit. We can't live life looking backwards. and the part that blew me away was this: the moment in the past need not be a moment of failure, and of shame. it could very well be a moment of glory. a moment of celebration. wow. reliving that glory moment and allowing that moment to define your future moments. Are you stuck in a moment from your past?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pilgrimage. A journey to a significant place. Verses 4 and 5 tell us that someone who is reaching for significance will be blessed. reaching for that something significant, that something greater than the self, and not having your eyes on the glory days or on your shameful past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pastor John then goes on to talk about how the first 2 tracks of U2's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All That You Can't Leave Behind&lt;/span&gt; paints the pictures of both opportunities and getting stuck in you past and puts them side by side. Track 1's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beautiful Day&lt;/span&gt;, which speaks of the moments of opportunity while right after that, Track 2's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stuck In A Moment You Can't Get Out Of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;talks about the moments in our past we get stuck in. And the icon for that song in the album? it's a dot with four arrows pointing inwards toward that dot. Stuck in a moment you can't get out of. Stuck, and so void of straining toward the glorious future that God has for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So how do we get unstuck? Pastor John says we have to learn to be good &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forgetters--&lt;/span&gt;and to develop the gift of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forgetting&lt;/span&gt;. moving on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bible tells us to accept responsibility to forget. Oftentimes people have victim mentalities--he/she did this to me; i wouldn't be able to forgive her etc.  and so spiral into a situation where they get stuck in these past moments. But Psalm 84 says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;6 As they pass through the Valley of Baca,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;they make it a place of springs&lt;/span&gt;;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Even though God's people were passing through the valley (low point in your life) of Baca ("weeping"), &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they make it a place of springs...&lt;/span&gt; they make it a place of springs! (of refreshing!). They make it. Their attitude toward these seemingly unfair moments? they accept the responsibility to forget. and they make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Being a good forgetter means being a good &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forgiver&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no way to move forward without forgiving. Proverbs 18:19 says that "an offended brother is more unyielding than a fortified city." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Being a good forgetter also means &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trusting God&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Romans 8:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-28130" class="sup"  style=" font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;28&lt;/span&gt;And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 6px;font-size:12px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;who&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 6px;font-size:12px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;have been called according to his purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgetting means trusting God with all my stuff, all the baggage, the good the bad and the ugly, and trust that He works all that for the good of the believer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To relive the past is to relinquish the future. Just the decision to look forward into the future can release the healing power that you need for your situation. Stop, turn around, and dare to face it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paul tells us in Phil 3:13- "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead,..." &lt;/span&gt;It seems as if Paul's actually telling us to do two things. but it really is one thing. Forgetting your past, you strain toward the future. To strain toward the future, you have to forget your past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verse 7 of this psalm goes on to tell us that the believer will&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt; "go from strength to strength&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;till each appears before God in Zion." Reminded me of the verse that tells us that we will grow from glory to glory just as long as we keep our eyes on our prize, the Lord Jesus Christ. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strength to strength, as we let go of our past and reach for our future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and earlier that week, i was listening to Hillsong's Blessed--a song based on Psalm 84. I was like -- this message is for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In awe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/01%20-%20Blessed.mp3"&gt;Hillsong - Blessed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-1971460429028929976?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/1971460429028929976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=1971460429028929976' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1971460429028929976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1971460429028929976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/01/momentum.html' title='Momentum.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-1692062137328932921</id><published>2009-01-29T00:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T01:01:50.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0rvbvGf-MM/SYCNSG10adI/AAAAAAAAAaE/0HRrwD52RjM/s1600-h/httk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g0rvbvGf-MM/SYCNSG10adI/AAAAAAAAAaE/0HRrwD52RjM/s400/httk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296388504001210834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/You%20are%20Here.mp3"&gt;Hillsong London - You are Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:12px;"&gt;The same power that conquered the grave&lt;br /&gt;Lives in me, Lives in me&lt;br /&gt;Your love that rescued the earth&lt;br /&gt;Lives in me, lives in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-1692062137328932921?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/1692062137328932921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=1692062137328932921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1692062137328932921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/1692062137328932921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/01/same-power-that-conquered-grave-lives.html' title=''/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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/_g0rvbvGf-MM/SYCNSG10adI/AAAAAAAAAaE/0HRrwD52RjM/s72-c/httk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-6439452770610211317</id><published>2009-01-27T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T16:42:00.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>it suddenly got colder in LA. almost cramped up both calves during soccer yesterday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back from dinner at New Capital--a new found restaurant at San Gabriel. good food. and cheap dim sum in the day. ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the past wk had been awesome, and every day has been so memorable. i'd hate to leave. :) eagerly awaiting Press Play's album release on May 19 though--their songs have blessed me so much. Dreamcenter's an awesome place to be. it truly is a church that never sleeps. and a church that gives so much of God's love to community. it's crazy revival. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is moving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-6439452770610211317?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/6439452770610211317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=6439452770610211317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6439452770610211317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6439452770610211317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-3312794968686297867</id><published>2009-01-24T12:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T12:52:09.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peace.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;John 14:27&lt;br /&gt;Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/05%20Call%20On%20The%20Name.mp3"&gt;Coffey Anderson - Call On The Name&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving the rap =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-3312794968686297867?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/3312794968686297867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=3312794968686297867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3312794968686297867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/3312794968686297867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/01/peace.html' title='peace.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-8702083386717404882</id><published>2009-01-22T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T01:38:29.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take the shackles off.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8702083386717404882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/8702083386717404882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/01/take-shackles-off.html' title='take the shackles off.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-6667079610973275747</id><published>2009-01-17T00:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:35:23.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back.</title><content type='html'>back in Los Angeles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couple weird dreams last night though. twisted. still shrugging off a bit of jetlag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many thoughts this winter break, i really should have them written down cos it's so easy to forget. it's amazing how unbelievable vulnerable we all are though, how the enemy so easily uses our past to remind us of failure, and to inject worry too, and feelings of inferiority. but no, i'm not turning back. not when the prize in front of us is that good. there is something better, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Se Deus é por nós, quem será contra nós?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another song to share, I love this one by Coffey Anderson. take a careful listen to the lyrics. enjoy. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2008/6/4/1944111/11%20All%20Ye%20%28Remix%29.mp3"&gt;Coffey Anderson - All Ye (Remix)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;humble thyself in the sight of the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;say All Ye come in one mind and one accord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-6667079610973275747?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/6667079610973275747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=6667079610973275747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6667079610973275747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/6667079610973275747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/01/back.html' title='back.'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-7740955238504227580</id><published>2009-01-10T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:06:21.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>winding down</title><content type='html'>currently online @ Foz do Iguaçu, Brazil:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 night @ Cabo Frio, 1 night @ Buzios, 2 nights @ Arraial and 22 hours on a &lt;em&gt;leito&lt;/em&gt; later, we find ourselves at the Foz do Iguaçu, bigger than any i´ve seen so far. yes, it completely pwns Niagara. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Argentine side of the falls proved to be spectacular. a multi-sensory experience. unbelievable. a whole day hike was followed by a great time having dinner (and beer, afterwards) with Johanes and Alejandro, fellow traveling backpackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a 16 hour bus ride to Sao Paulo awaits after a trip down to the Brazil side of the falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diving at Arraial exceeded expectations, especially at crappy vis conditions. about 10-ish turtles in total, couple moray eels and a sea snake was about what we could see. but still nice :) diving capital of Brazil, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. and it´s back to LA pretty quick. hm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-7740955238504227580?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/7740955238504227580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=7740955238504227580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7740955238504227580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/7740955238504227580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/01/winding-down.html' title='winding down'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11133964.post-4882443047152618177</id><published>2009-01-05T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:17:33.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cristo Redentor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0rvbvGf-MM/SWISia38BBI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/26uveGbByFE/s1600-h/IMG_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287809295025177618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g0rvbvGf-MM/SWISia38BBI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/26uveGbByFE/s400/IMG_0479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;currently online @ buzios:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 rough nights @ elmisti for the new year, revellion 2009 @ copacabana, the Cristo, santa teresa and having been caught in a thunderstorm on top of the sugar-loaf, there´s so much to be thankful for. :) grace overcomes all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 nights at arriaral du cabo and then it´s off on a leito to the Foz de Iguaçu for another 2 nights, booking accommodation on the fly. tons of fun. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the brazilians must be the happiest people in the world. great hospitality at the Botequim de Baiano last evening too. so much grace and favor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking forward to a week long of adventure and beach, and then it´s back to hard-nosed los angeles for one final semester. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your love O Lord, reaches to the heavens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Matthew 17:2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;There he was transfigured before them. His face shone like the sun, and his clothes became as white as the light.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11133964-4882443047152618177?l=yougave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/feeds/4882443047152618177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11133964&amp;postID=4882443047152618177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/4882443047152618177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11133964/posts/default/4882443047152618177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougave.blogspot.com/2009/01/currently-online-buzios-4-rough-nights.html' title='Cristo Redentor'/><author><name>jer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15024164880674792905</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/_g0rvbvGf-MM/SWISia38BBI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/26uveGbByFE/s72-c/IMG_0479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
