<?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-7026838</id><updated>2012-01-04T13:10:23.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TheIY</title><subtitle type='html'>.:: RE: Fwd (Inspirational Forwards) ::. </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AL</name><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>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7026838.post-112015262320602015</id><published>2005-06-30T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T10:32:02.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke</title><content type='html'>A man had just travelled to a hot climate to avoid the cold of winter and was expecting his wife who was on a business trip to join him the following day. He decided to send his wife an email saying he had arrived safely. Unfortunately he had misplaced his wife's email address and could only guess. He tried but unfortunately for him he missed one letter and the email was sent instead to the wife of a preacher who had just died the day before.&lt;br /&gt;The preacher's wife opened her inbox, screamed and fainted. When everyone else in the house rushed up to see what was wrong, this was the message on the screen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Wife,&lt;br /&gt;Just got checked in. Expecting your arrival tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;your eternally loving husband.&lt;br /&gt;p.s it sure is hot down here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-112015262320602015?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/112015262320602015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=112015262320602015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/112015262320602015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/112015262320602015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2005/06/joke.html' title='Joke'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-111996709957195137</id><published>2005-06-28T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T06:58:27.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow Down</title><content type='html'>This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;It was sent by a medical doctor - Make sure to read what is in the closing statement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER THE POEM.&lt;br /&gt;SLOW DANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever watched kids On a merry-go-round?&lt;br /&gt;Or listened to the rain Slapping on the ground?&lt;br /&gt;Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?&lt;br /&gt;Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?&lt;br /&gt;You better slow down. Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The music won't last.&lt;br /&gt;Do you run through each day On the fly?&lt;br /&gt;When you ask How are you? Do you hear the reply?&lt;br /&gt;When the day is done Do you lie in your bed With the next hundred chores Running through your head?&lt;br /&gt;You'd better slow down Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The music won't last.&lt;br /&gt;Ever told your child, We'll do it tomorrow? A&lt;br /&gt;nd in your haste, Not see his sorrow? Ever lost touch, Let a good friendship die Cause you never had time To call and say,"Hi" You'd better slow down.&lt;br /&gt;Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The music won't last.&lt;br /&gt;When you run so fast to get somewhere You miss half the fun of getting there.&lt;br /&gt;When you worry and hurry through your day, It is like an unopened gift.... T&lt;br /&gt;hrown away.&lt;br /&gt;Life is not a race.&lt;br /&gt;Do take it slower Hear the music Before the song is over.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-111996709957195137?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/111996709957195137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=111996709957195137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/111996709957195137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/111996709957195137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2005/06/slow-down.html' title='Slow Down'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-111892836155999416</id><published>2005-06-16T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T06:40:10.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're so beautiful to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;YOU'RE SO BEAUTIFUL TO ME&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I thought about you for ages&lt;br /&gt;Even before the start of time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I contemplated everything&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That went into your design&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I fashioned you completely&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uniquely through and through &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didn't start with someone else&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then slightly change them into you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I thought about your future&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dreamed what you could be&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then I got to work creating&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Someone the world has never seen &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I thought about your appearance &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And knew you'd want the looks &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That would find your picture taken &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And put on magazines and books&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes you'll want to question &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why you look the way you do &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I chose to take your beauty &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And pour it all inside of you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You see, when I came to make your beauty &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I decided what I'd made &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Was too precious for the outside&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Where the years would make it fade &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I put it all into your heart &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Protected from your age &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Knowing then that you could radiate &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Through life at every stage &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know you will question &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And to question you are free&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But be assured of this my child &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You're so beautiful to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-111892836155999416?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/111892836155999416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=111892836155999416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/111892836155999416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/111892836155999416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2005/06/youre-so-beautiful-to-me.html' title='You&apos;re so beautiful to me'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-111825112691240852</id><published>2005-06-08T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T09:54:21.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: The dream</title><content type='html'>Ur dream is ur desire, ur desire is ur sentiments, ur&lt;br /&gt;sentiment is ur love, ur love is ur heart, ur heart is&lt;br /&gt;ur spouse, ur spouse is ur future, ur future is ur&lt;br /&gt;destiny, ur destiny is ur ambition, ur ambition is ur&lt;br /&gt;inspiration, ur inspiration is ur motivation, ur&lt;br /&gt;motivation is ur belief, ur belief is ur peace, ur&lt;br /&gt;peace is ur target, ur target is heaven, heaven is ur&lt;br /&gt;home. If God has been treating u good, send this to&lt;br /&gt;all ur friends including me, have a lovely day ahead&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-111825112691240852?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/111825112691240852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=111825112691240852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/111825112691240852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/111825112691240852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2005/06/re-dream.html' title='Re: The dream'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-111582213101970668</id><published>2005-05-11T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T07:40:18.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Only God knows!</title><content type='html'>Deji wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I overheard God talking about you and this is what he was saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: Angels, do you know what I was just thinking bout?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGELS: What were you thinking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: Christians seem to have forgotten what kind of power they have available a nd the devil keeps on deceiving them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGELS: God, exactly what are you driving at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: I have made my children in such a way that when the people of the world are sitting, they will be standing, when the world is standing, they will stand out, when the world stands out, my children must be outstanding and when the devil dares the world to be outstanding, my people will be the standards to be used!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESUS CHRIST: They (Christians) are also forgetting the words in Ephesians1:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: Please read it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL: PRAISE BE TO THE GOD AND FATHER OF OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST, WHO HAS BLESSED US IN THE HEAVENLY PLACES WITH EVERY SPIRITUAL BLESSING IN CHRIST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL: So what do we do now since the end is almost near?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SPIRIT: My presence is still among men and I will teach and remind the Christians of all that we have discussed. I will also make sure that they pass this message on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESUS CHRIST: I will also keep on interceding for them and stand in for them even in their weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: I will also make sure that I give to all those who ask of me, seek me and try to find me. The blessings I have promised them through my son Jesus Christ will be delivered to all those who discover that I, Jehovah, I am ready to bless them! Not because of any special things that they have done, but just because I LOVE THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESUS CHRIST: I will also give all my followers who are willing to pass this conversation on, enough strength to carry on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGELS: We are all backing THE TRINITY and even the devil cannot stop us! How funny! Christians are finally taking over and......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEVIL (eavesdropping behind the gates): I hope you all heard! I will deploy more troops (demons) and make sure the Christians pray less, read their Bibles less, preach less and make sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this mail does not move anywhere! Also....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SURE HEARD THAT! THE DEVIL WILL MAKE SURE YOU DO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT PASS THIS ON, BUT PROVE HIM WRONG AND SHOW HIM THE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POWER YOU HAVE IN CHRIST JESUS AS A CHRISTIAN. PRAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE, STUDY THE WORD MORE AND PREACH THE WORD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT DISAPPOINT GOD! PASS IT ON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-111582213101970668?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/111582213101970668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=111582213101970668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/111582213101970668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/111582213101970668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2005/05/re-only-god-knows.html' title='Re: Only God knows!'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-111452673472451620</id><published>2005-04-26T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T10:35:06.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Fw: Questions that make you go, Mmmm...</title><content type='html'>intereseting stuff!!&lt;br /&gt;Why do we press harder on a remote control&lt;br /&gt;when we know the batteries are flat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do banks charge a fee on "insufficient&lt;br /&gt;funds" when they know thereis not enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does someone believe you when you say&lt;br /&gt;there are four billion stars,but check when you&lt;br /&gt;say the paint is wet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn't glue stick to the bottle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they use sterilised needles for death&lt;br /&gt;by lethal injection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest,&lt;br /&gt;but ducks when you throwa revolver at him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose idea was it to put an "S" in the word "lisp"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the speed of darkness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there specially reserved parking spaces&lt;br /&gt;for "normal" people at the Special Olympics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you send someone 'Styrofoam', how do you pack it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the temperature is zero outside today and&lt;br /&gt;it's going to be twice as cold tomorrow, how cold&lt;br /&gt;will it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If people evolved from apes, why are there still&lt;br /&gt;apes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's true that we are here to help others,&lt;br /&gt;what are the others doing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do married people live longer than single ones&lt;br /&gt;or does it only seem longer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone with a split personality threatens&lt;br /&gt;to commit suicide, is it a hostage situation?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-111452673472451620?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/111452673472451620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=111452673472451620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/111452673472451620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/111452673472451620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2005/04/re-fw-questions-that-make-you-go-mmmm.html' title='Re: Fw: Questions that make you go, Mmmm...'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-111107958630487750</id><published>2005-03-17T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T09:13:06.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: If College Students Wrote the Bible</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;deji  wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; If College Students Wrote the Bible&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; * The Last Supper would have been eaten the next morning - cold.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; * The Ten Commandments would actually be only five; double spaced and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; written in large font.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; * A new edition would be published every two years in order to limit reselling.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; * Forbidden fruit would have been eaten because it wasn't cafeteria food.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; * Paul's letter to the Romans would become Paul's E-mail to abuse@romans.gov.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; * Reason Cain killed Abel; they were roommates.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; * Reason why Moses and followers walked the desert for 40 years; they&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; didn't want to ask directions and look like freshmen.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; * Instead of God creating the world in six days and resting on the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; seventh, he would have put it off until the night before it was due&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; and then pulled an all-nighter.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-111107958630487750?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/111107958630487750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=111107958630487750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/111107958630487750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/111107958630487750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2005/03/re-if-college-students-wrote-bible.html' title='Re: If College Students Wrote the Bible'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-111043204716616612</id><published>2005-03-09T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T21:20:47.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Fwd: READ ONLY IF YOU HAVE TIME FOR GOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt; --- withafetso wrote: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Subject:   READ ONLY IF YOU HAVE TIME FOR GOD &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;God,   when I received this e-mail, I thought... &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I   don't have time for this... And, this is really&lt;br /&gt;inappropriate during work..   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Then,   I realized that this kind of thinking is...&lt;br /&gt;Exactly, what has caused lot of   the problems in our&lt;br /&gt;world today. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;We   try to keep God in church on Sunday morning...   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Maybe,   Sunday night... &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And,   the unlikely event of a midweek service. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;We   do like to have Him around during sickness...   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And,   of course, at funerals. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;However,   we don't have time, or room, for Him during&lt;br /&gt;work or play...   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Because...   That's the part of our lives we think..&lt;br /&gt;We can, and should, handle on our   own. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;May   God forgive me for ever thinking... &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;That...   there is a time or place where... &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;HE   is not to be FIRST in my life. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;We   should always have time to remember all HE has&lt;br /&gt;done for us.   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;If,   You aren't ashamed to do this... &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Please   follow the directions. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Jesus   said, "If you are ashamed of me, I will be&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;ashamed   of you before my Father." &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Not   ashamed? &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Pass   this on ONLY IF YOU MEAN IT!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Yes,   I do Love God.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;HE   is my source of existence and Savior. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;He   keeps me functioning each and every day. Without&lt;br /&gt;Him, I will be nothing.   Without Him, I am nothing.&lt;br /&gt;But, with Christ, HE strengthens me. (Phil 4:13)  &lt;br /&gt;This is the simplest tes t. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;If   You Love God... And, are not ashamed of all the&lt;br /&gt;marvelous things HE   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;has   done for you... &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Send   this to ten people and the person who sent it&lt;br /&gt;to you!   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I   don't think I know 10 people who would admit they&lt;br /&gt;love Jesus. Do You love   Him?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;THE   POEM &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I   knelt to pray but not for long, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I   had too much to do. I had to hurry and get to work&lt;br /&gt;For bills would soon be   due.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;So   I knelt and said a hurried prayer, &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And   jumped up off my knees. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;My   Christian duty was now done &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;My   soul could rest at ease.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;All   day long I had no time &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To   spread a word of cheer. No time to speak of&lt;br /&gt;Christ to friends,   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;They'd   laugh at me I'd fear. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;No   time, no time, too much to do, &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;That   was my constant cry, &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;No   time to give to souls in need &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;But   at last the time, the time to die. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I   went before the Lord, I came, I stood with&lt;br /&gt;downcast eyes. For in his hands God   held a book; It&lt;br /&gt;was the book of life. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;God   looked into his book and said &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Your   name I cannot find. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I   once was going to write it down... &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;But   never found the time" &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Now   do you have the time to pass it on? &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Make   sure that you scroll through to the end. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Easy   vs. Hard &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Why   is it so hard to tell the truth but Yet so easy&lt;br /&gt;to   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;tell   a lie&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Why   are we so sleepy in church but Right when the&lt;br /&gt;sermon is over we suddenly wake   up? &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Why   is it so hard to talk about God but yet so easy&lt;br /&gt;to talk about nasty stuff?   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Why   is it so boring to look at a Christian magazine,&lt;br /&gt;but yet so easy to look at a   nasty one? &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Why   is it so easy to delete a Godly e- ma il, but&lt;br /&gt;yet we forward all of the nasty   ones? &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Why   are the churches getting smaller but yet the&lt;br /&gt;bars and dance clubs are getting   larger? &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Do   you give up? Think about it . Are you going to&lt;br /&gt;forward this, or delete it?   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Just   remember-God is watching you. Prayer&lt;br /&gt;Wheel-Let's see the devil stop this one!   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Here's   what the wheel is all about. When you receive&lt;br /&gt;this, say a prayer for the   person that sent it to&lt;br /&gt;you.... &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;That's   all you have to do....&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;There   is nothing attached.... &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;This   is so powerful.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Do   not stop the wheel, please.... &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Of   all the free gifts we may receive, Prayer is the&lt;br /&gt;very best one....   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;There   are no costs, but wonderful rewards... GOD&lt;br /&gt;BLESS!   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;May   God keep you and bless you. If this doesn't give&lt;br /&gt;you chills, nothing   will...this message is very&lt;br /&gt;true. Hope you are all as blessed as I was from   this&lt;br /&gt;story. I wonder how many people will delete this&lt;br /&gt;without reading it   because of the title on it? &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;There   once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in&lt;br /&gt;a small New Englandtown. One   Easter Sunday morning&lt;br /&gt;he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird&lt;br /&gt;  cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised&lt;br /&gt;and, as if in response,   Pastor Thomas began to&lt;br /&gt;speak..."I was walking through town yesterday when I  &lt;br /&gt;saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird&lt;br /&gt;cage. On the   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;bottom   of the cage were three little wild birds,&lt;br /&gt;shivering with cold and fright. I   stopped the lad&lt;br /&gt;and asked, "What you got there, son?" "Just some old&lt;br /&gt;birds,"   came the reply. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"What   are you gonna do with them?" I asked. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Take   'em home and have fun with 'em," he answered&lt;br /&gt;"I'm gonna tease 'em and pull out   their feathers to&lt;br /&gt;make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real good time." "But&lt;br /&gt;  you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;What will you do?"   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Oh,   I got some cats," said the little boy. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"They   like birds. I'll take 'em to them." &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The   pastor was silent for a moment. "How much do you&lt;br /&gt;want for those birds,   son?"&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Huh??   !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister.&lt;br /&gt;They're just plain old field   birds. They don't sing.&lt;br /&gt;They ain't even pretty!"   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"How   much?" the pastor asked again. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The   boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and&lt;br /&gt;said, "$10?"   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The   pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten&lt;br /&gt;dollar bill. He placed it in   the boy's hand. In a&lt;br /&gt;flash, the boy was gone.   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The   pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it&lt;br /&gt;to the end of the alley where   there was a tree and a&lt;br /&gt;grassy spot. Setting the cage down, he opened the&lt;br /&gt;door,   and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the&lt;br /&gt;birds out, setting them free..   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Well,   that explained the empty bird cage on the&lt;br /&gt;pulpit, and then the pastor began to   tell this&lt;br /&gt;story. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;One   day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Satan had just come from the   Garden of Eden, and he&lt;br /&gt;was gloating and boasting. "Yes, sir, I just caught&lt;br /&gt;the   world full of people down there. Set me a trap,&lt;br /&gt;used bait I knew they couldn't   resist. Got 'em all&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"What   are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Satan   replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna&lt;br /&gt;teach them how to marry and   divorce each other, how&lt;br /&gt;to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke  &lt;br /&gt;and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and&lt;br /&gt;bombs and kill each   other. I'm really gonna have&lt;br /&gt;fun!"&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"And   what will you do when you get done with them?"&lt;br /&gt;Jesus asked. "Oh, I'll kill   'em," Satan glared&lt;br /&gt;proudly. "How much do you want for them?" Jesus asked.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Oh,   you don't want those people. They ain't no&lt;br /&gt;good. Why, you'll take them and   they'll just hate&lt;br /&gt;you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You&lt;br /&gt;don't   want those people!!" &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"How   much?" He asked again. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Satan   looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your blood,&lt;br /&gt;tears and your life."   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Jesus   said, "DONE!" &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Then   He paid the price. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The   pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and&lt;br /&gt;he walked from the pulpit.   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Notes:   Isn't it funny how simple it is for people to&lt;br /&gt;trash God and then wonder why   the world's going to&lt;br /&gt;hell.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Isn't   it funny how someone can say "I believe in&lt;br /&gt;God" but still follow Satan (who,   by the way, also&lt;br /&gt;"believes" in God). &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Isn't   it funny how you can send a thousand jokes&lt;br /&gt;through e-mail and they spread like   wildfire, but&lt;br /&gt;when you start sending messages regarding   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;the   Lord, people think twice about sharing?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Isn't   it funny how when you go to forward this&lt;br /&gt;message, you will not send it to many   on your&lt;br /&gt;address list because you're not sure what they&lt;br /&gt;believe, or what they   will think of you for sending&lt;br /&gt;it to them. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Isn't   it funny how I can be more worried about what&lt;br /&gt;other people think of me than   what God thinks of me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I   pray, for everyone who sends this to their entire&lt;br /&gt;address book, they will   be blessed by God in a way&lt;br /&gt;special for them.   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And   send it back to the person who sent it, to let&lt;br /&gt;them know that indeed it was sent out to many more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-111043204716616612?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/111043204716616612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=111043204716616612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/111043204716616612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/111043204716616612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2005/03/re-fwd-read-only-if-you-have-time-for.html' title='Re: Fwd: READ ONLY IF YOU HAVE TIME FOR GOD'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-110930161481609841</id><published>2005-02-24T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T13:39:38.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Bishop T.D. Jakes</title><content type='html'>deji wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "I'M TOLD THIS WORKS!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Bishop T.D. Jakes.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "The 7 Second Prayer"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Just repeat this prayer&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and see how God moves.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "Lord, I love you and I need you,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Forgive me of my sins,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I beleive you are the Son of God.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Come into my heart, and bless me, my family, my&lt;br /&gt;&gt; home, and my friends, in&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Jesus name. Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; (I'VE BEEN SET FREE)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Pass this message to 7 people {EXCEPT YOU&lt;br /&gt;&gt; AND ME}. You will receive a miracle tomorrow. I Hope&lt;br /&gt;&gt; that you Don't ignore&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and let God bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "I shall pass through this world but once.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Therefore, any good that I can do&lt;br /&gt;&gt; or any kindness that I can show, let me do it now&lt;br /&gt;&gt; before the opportunity&lt;br /&gt;&gt; escapes, perhaps never to return causing me regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Allow me to live my life without regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Allow me to do all that I can for Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; There is Only One life, It will Soon be Past,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Only whats done for Jesus Christ, Will Last.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Life is like a coin,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You can spend it anyway you wish,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; but you can only spend it one time.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; --&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I am what I am today because of the choices I made yesterday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-110930161481609841?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/110930161481609841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=110930161481609841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110930161481609841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110930161481609841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2005/02/re-bishop-td-jakes.html' title='Re: Bishop T.D. Jakes'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-110901079036347523</id><published>2005-02-21T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T13:40:56.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: The truth Should not Be Bitter!</title><content type='html'>On Mon, 21 Feb 2005 15:37:02 +0200, deji wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; There is a common saying that the truth is Bitter. Well it's really&lt;br /&gt;&gt; true because most people can't stand the truth. These are some truths:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; Death is inevitable&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Beauty will fade&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Everything is vanity.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; There is one truth that can set us free from everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; For God so loved the world that he sent his only begotten Son that any&lt;br /&gt;&gt; one who wants to have ever lasting life can have this through Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; This is a truth is a truth that sets us free from the sins of this&lt;br /&gt;&gt; world because Jesus came to free us from sins. He has given us power&lt;br /&gt;&gt; to overcome SIN. Through him sin shall have no dominion over us.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; Be free to live a sinless life. Even if you fall short there is forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; Life a life that Jesus will be proud of you that you lived it&lt;br /&gt;&gt; acknowledging him as your personal Saviour.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; One Love, One God.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-110901079036347523?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/110901079036347523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=110901079036347523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110901079036347523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110901079036347523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2005/02/re-truth-should-not-be-bitter.html' title='Re: The truth Should not Be Bitter!'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-110847355298289285</id><published>2005-02-15T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T07:57:27.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Quote</title><content type='html'>On Mon, 7 Feb 2005 09:52:14 +0200, K.Acquah-Dadzie &lt;kwesi.ad@gmail.com&gt;wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I Love this qoute:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; I would rather live my life as if there is a God, and die to find&lt;br /&gt;&gt; out&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; there isn't, Than live my life as if there isn't, and die to find&lt;br /&gt;&gt; out there is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-110847355298289285?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/110847355298289285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=110847355298289285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110847355298289285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110847355298289285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2005/02/re-quote.html' title='Re: Quote'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-110667229490281142</id><published>2005-01-25T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T09:03:08.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Fwd: FW: FW: This is really lovely</title><content type='html'>--- Tsholofetso wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: FW: FW: This is really lovely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Things You Probably&lt;br /&gt;Never Knew or Thought About&lt;br /&gt;1. At least 5 people in this world love you so&lt;br /&gt;much they would die for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. At least 15 people in this world love you in&lt;br /&gt;some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The only reason anyone would ever hate you is&lt;br /&gt;because they want to be just like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone,&lt;br /&gt;even if they don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before&lt;br /&gt;they go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You mean the world to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If not for you, someone may not be living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You are special and unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Someone that you don't even know exists loves&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When you make the biggest mistake ever,&lt;br /&gt;something good comes from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When you think the world has turned its back&lt;br /&gt;on you, take a look: you most likely turned your&lt;br /&gt;back on the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. When you think you have no chance of getting&lt;br /&gt;what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you&lt;br /&gt;believe in yourself, probably, sooner or later, you&lt;br /&gt;will get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Always remember the compliments you received.&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the rude remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Always tell someone how you feel about them;&lt;br /&gt;you will feel much better when they know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you have a great friend, take the time to&lt;br /&gt;let them know that they are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Minute&lt;br /&gt;They say it takes a minute to find a special&lt;br /&gt;person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love&lt;br /&gt;them, but then an entire life to forget them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send this phrase to the people you'll never forget&lt;br /&gt;and remember to send it also to the person that sent&lt;br /&gt;it to you. It's a short message to let them know&lt;br /&gt;that you'll never forget them. If you don't send it&lt;br /&gt;to anyone, it means you're in a hurry and that&lt;br /&gt;you've forgot your friends.&lt;br /&gt;Take the time... to live and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send this letter to all the people you care about,&lt;br /&gt;Including the person who sent this to you.&lt;br /&gt;If you do so, You will certainly brighten&lt;br /&gt;someone's day and might change their perspective on&lt;br /&gt;life, for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE IS THINKING OF YOU..&lt;br /&gt;MAY OUR FRIENDSHIP NEVER COME APART ESPECIALLY&lt;br /&gt;WHEN IT'S STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART!&lt;br /&gt;MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE A RAINBOW OF SMILES ON YOUR&lt;br /&gt;FACE AND IN YOUR HEART FOREVER AND EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-110667229490281142?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/110667229490281142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=110667229490281142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110667229490281142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110667229490281142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2005/01/re-fwd-fw-fw-this-is-really-lovely.html' title='Re: Fwd: FW: FW: This is really lovely'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-110667196803773204</id><published>2005-01-25T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T09:01:32.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Fwd: Fw: MONEY </title><content type='html'>Santosh wrote ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Money&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; It can buy a house&lt;br /&gt;&gt; But not a home&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; It can buy a clock&lt;br /&gt;&gt; But not time&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; It can buy you a position&lt;br /&gt;&gt; But not respect&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; It can buy you a bed&lt;br /&gt;&gt; But not sleep&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; It can buy you a book&lt;br /&gt;&gt; But not knowledge&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; It can buy you medicine&lt;br /&gt;&gt; But not health&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; It can buy you blood&lt;br /&gt;&gt; But not life&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; So you see money isn't everything&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; And it often causes pain and suffering&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I tell you this because I am your friend&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; And as your friend I want to&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Take away your pain and suffering!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; So&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Send me all your money&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; And I will suffer for you!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Credit Cards will not be Accepted!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; only Cash please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-110667196803773204?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/110667196803773204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=110667196803773204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110667196803773204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110667196803773204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2005/01/re-fwd-fw-money.html' title='Re: Fwd: Fw: MONEY '/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-110500638378819864</id><published>2005-01-06T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T02:15:21.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Fwd: FW: The Quarter</title><content type='html'>pokwanfred wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;"Teach me how to live, O LORD. Lead me along the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; path of honesty"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Scripture: Psalm 27:11a NLT&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;The story is told of a preacher who moved to a new&lt;br /&gt;&gt; city.  Some time after&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;he arrived, he had occasion to ride the bus from&lt;br /&gt;&gt; his home to the downtown&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;area.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;When he sat down, he discovered that the driver had&lt;br /&gt;&gt; accidentally given him&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;a quarter too much change. As he considered what to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; do, he thought to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;himself, you'd better give the quarter back.  It&lt;br /&gt;&gt; would be wrong to keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;  Then he thought, "Oh", forget it, it's only a&lt;br /&gt;&gt; quarter.  Who would worry&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;about this little amount?  Anyway the bus company&lt;br /&gt;&gt; already gets too much;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;they will never miss it.  Accept it as a gift from&lt;br /&gt;&gt; God and keep quiet."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;When his stop came, he paused momentarily at the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; door, then he handed the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;quarter to the driver and said, "Here, you gave me&lt;br /&gt;&gt; too much change".&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;The driver with a smile replied, "Aren't you the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; new preacher in town? I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;have been thinking lately about going to worship&lt;br /&gt;&gt; somewhere.  I just wanted&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;to see what you would do, if I gave you too much&lt;br /&gt;&gt; change.  See you Sunday"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;When this preacher stepped off the bus, he&lt;br /&gt;&gt; literally grabbed the nearest&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;light pole, and held on, and said, "O God", I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; almost sold your Son for a&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;mere quarter".&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Our lives are the only Bible some people will ever&lt;br /&gt;&gt; read!!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Prayer: Father help me to be the kind of bible that&lt;br /&gt;&gt; glorifies you. In the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;name of the Lord Jesus Christ. Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-110500638378819864?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/110500638378819864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=110500638378819864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110500638378819864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110500638378819864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2005/01/re-fwd-fw-quarter.html' title='Re: Fwd: FW: The Quarter'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-110295211043358436</id><published>2004-12-13T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T07:38:00.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Fwd: I sent an angel to watch over you</title><content type='html'>--- pokwanfred wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I sent an angel to watch over you last night and it&lt;br /&gt;&gt; came back. I asked&lt;br /&gt;&gt; it why? It said angels don't watch angels.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Send to at least five people you care about.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-110295211043358436?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/110295211043358436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=110295211043358436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110295211043358436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110295211043358436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2004/12/re-fwd-i-sent-angel-to-watch-over-you.html' title='Re: Fwd: I sent an angel to watch over you'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-110226868225813919</id><published>2004-12-05T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T11:45:45.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Fwd: THE WORKS OF GOD</title><content type='html'>&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; FOR YOUR INFO.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; YOU SAY GOD SAYS BIBLE VERSES&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You say: "It's impossible" God says:All things are&lt;br /&gt;&gt; possible&lt;br /&gt;&gt; (Luke 18:27)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You say: "I'm too tired" God says: I will give you&lt;br /&gt;&gt; rest (Matthew&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 11:28-30)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You say: "Nobody really loves me" God says: I love&lt;br /&gt;&gt; you (John 3:16 &amp;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; John 3:34 )&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You say: "I can't go on" God says: My grace is&lt;br /&gt;&gt; sufficient (II&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Corinthians 12:9 &amp;amp; Psalm 91:15)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You say: "I can't figure things out" God says: I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; will direct your steps&lt;br /&gt;&gt; (Proverbs 3:5-6)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You say: "I can't do it" God says: You can do all&lt;br /&gt;&gt; things (Philippians&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 4:13)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You say: "I'm not able" God says: I am able (II&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Corinthians 9:8)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You say: "It's not worth it" God says: It will be&lt;br /&gt;&gt; worth it (Roman 8:28&lt;br /&gt;&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You say: "I can't forgive myself" God says: I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Forgive you (I John 1:9&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &amp;amp; Romans 8:1)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You say: "I can't manage" God says: I will supply&lt;br /&gt;&gt; all your needs&lt;br /&gt;&gt; (Philippians 4:19)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You say: "I'm afraid" God says: I have not given you&lt;br /&gt;&gt; a spirit of fear (II&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Timothy 1:7)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You say: "I'm always worried and frustrated" God&lt;br /&gt;&gt; says: Cast all your&lt;br /&gt;&gt; cares on ME (I Peter 5:7)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You say: "I'm not smart enough" God says: I give you&lt;br /&gt;&gt; wisdom (I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Corinthians 1:30)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; You say: "I feel all alone" God says: I will never&lt;br /&gt;&gt; leave you or forsake&lt;br /&gt;&gt; you (Hebrews 13:5)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; PASS THIS ON.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; YOU NEVER KNOW WHO MAY BE IN NEED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-110226868225813919?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/110226868225813919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=110226868225813919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110226868225813919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110226868225813919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2004/12/re-fwd-works-of-god.html' title='Re: Fwd: THE WORKS OF GOD'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-110130896200299918</id><published>2004-11-24T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T02:16:20.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fw: Stand up!</title><content type='html'>----- Original Message -----&lt;br /&gt;From: "Esinam Acolatse" &lt;angel_esinam@hotmail.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: &lt;adj90210@hotmail.com&gt;; &lt;ernestina_boadi@hotmail.com&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;athenagh@yahoo.com&gt;; &lt;baidenandrew@hotmail.com&gt;; &lt;dela.acolaste@qwest.com&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;rocavillirecords@hotmail.com&gt;; &lt;dzifa_a@hotmail.com&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;feeli70@hotmail.com&gt;; &lt;randynights@yahoo.co.uk&gt;; &lt;ktmatambo@hotmail.com&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;kwadwo007@hotmail.com&gt;; &lt;etoilezone@yahoo.co.uk&gt;; &lt;tumi_dow@hotmail.com&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;yaogot@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent: Wednesday, November 24, 2004 1:50 AM&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Stand up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Subject: Stand Up!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; This one should keep us all thinking. I chose #2, now you pick one.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; This is a true story of something that happened just a few years ago&lt;br /&gt;at&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; USC. There was a professor of philosophy there who was a deeply&lt;br /&gt;committed&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; theist. His primary goal for one required class was to spend the&lt;br /&gt;entire&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; semester to prove that God couldn't exist. His students were always&lt;br /&gt;afraid&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; to argue with him because of his impeccable logic. For twenty years,&lt;br /&gt;he&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; had taught this class and no one had ever had the courage to go&lt;br /&gt;against&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; him.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Sure, some had argued in class at times, but no one had ever really&lt;br /&gt;gone&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; against him because of his reputation. At the end of every semester&lt;br /&gt;on the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; last day, he would say to his class of 300 students, "If there is&lt;br /&gt;anyone&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; here who still believes in Jesus, stand up!" In twenty years, no one&lt;br /&gt;had&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; ever stood up. They knew what he was going to do next. He would say,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; "Because anyone who believes in God is a fool."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; If God existed, he could stop this piece of chalk from hitting the&lt;br /&gt;ground&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; and breaking. Such a simple task to prove that He is God, and yet He&lt;br /&gt;can't&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; do it." And every year, he would drop the chalk onto the tile floor&lt;br /&gt;of the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; classroom and it would shatter into a hundred pieces. All of the&lt;br /&gt;students&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; would do nothing but stop and stare. Most of the students thought&lt;br /&gt;that God&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; couldn't exist. Certainly, a number of Christians had slipped&lt;br /&gt;through, but&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; for 20 years, they had been too afraid to stand up.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Well, a few years ago there was a freshman who happened to enroll.&lt;br /&gt;He was&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; a Christian, and had heard the stories about his professor. He was&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; required to take the class for his major, and he was afraid. But for&lt;br /&gt;three&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; months that semester, he prayed every morning that he would have the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; courage to stand up no matter what the professor said, or what the&lt;br /&gt;class&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; thought. Nothing they said could ever shatter his faith, he hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Finally, the day came. The professor said, "If there is anyone here&lt;br /&gt;who&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; still believes in God, stand up!" The professor and the class of 300&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; people looked at him, shocked, as he stood up at the back of the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; The professor shouted, "You FOOL!!! If God existed, he would keep&lt;br /&gt;this&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; piece of chalk from breaking when it hit the ground!" He proceeded&lt;br /&gt;to drop&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; the chalk, but as he did, it slipped out of his fingers, off his&lt;br /&gt;shirt&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; cuff, onto the pleat of his pants, down his leg, and off his shoe.&lt;br /&gt;As it&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; hit the ground, it simply rolled away unbroken.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; The professor's jaw dropped as he stared at the chalk. He looked up&lt;br /&gt;at the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; young man, and then ran out of the lecture hall. The young man who&lt;br /&gt;had&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; stood, proceeded to walk to the front of the room and shared his&lt;br /&gt;faith in&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Jesus for the next half hour. 300 students stayed and listened as he&lt;br /&gt;told&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; of God's love for them and of His power through Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; You have 2 choices:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; 1. Delete this and never look at it again.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; 2. Pass this along to your Christian and non-Christian friends,&lt;br /&gt;giving&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; them the encouragement we all need every day.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; When you choose option 2, you have chosen to STAND UP.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; In light of the many jokes we send to one another for a laugh, this&lt;br /&gt;is a&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; little different:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; This is not intended to be a joke, it's not funny, it's intended to&lt;br /&gt;get&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; you thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Isn't it funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then&lt;br /&gt;wonder&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; why the world's going to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Isn't it funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question&lt;br /&gt;what&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; the Bible says.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Isn't it funny how everyone wants to go to heaven provided they do&lt;br /&gt;not&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; have to believe, think, say, or do anything the Bible says. Or is it&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; scary?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Isn't it funny how someone can say "I believe in God" but still&lt;br /&gt;follow&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Satan (who, by the way, also "believes" in God ).&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and&lt;br /&gt;they&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Lord, people think twice about sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Isn't it funny how the lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene pass freely&lt;br /&gt;through&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; cyberspace, but the public discussion of Jesus is suppressed in the&lt;br /&gt;school&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; and workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Isn't it funny how someone can be so fired up for Christ on Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;but be&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; an invisible&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Christian the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Are you laughing?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Isn't it funny how when you go to forward this message, you will not&lt;br /&gt;send&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they&lt;br /&gt;believe,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; or what they will think of you for sending it to them.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Isn't it funny how I can be more worried about what other people&lt;br /&gt;think of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; me than what God thinks of me.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; Will YOU pass this on?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; TTFN (Tah Tah For Now)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-110130896200299918?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/110130896200299918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=110130896200299918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110130896200299918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110130896200299918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2004/11/fw-stand-up.html' title='Fw: Stand up!'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-110124329955025924</id><published>2004-11-23T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T02:18:51.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: May the Lord Bless you</title><content type='html'>--- deji wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; VERY SPECIAL DELIVERY&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; May the Lord open up the windows of heaven&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and pour you a blessing&lt;br /&gt;&gt; that you will not have room enough to receive it&lt;br /&gt;&gt; all.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; May the Lord bless&lt;br /&gt;&gt; you exceedingly and abundantly,&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; above all you could ever hope for.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; May the Lord bless you&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; that you may walk in a financial overflow and&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; May you fall in love with him&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; for the rest&lt;br /&gt;&gt; of your days in the Name of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Let's just see Satan stop this one. All you do is..&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Send this on !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-110124329955025924?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/110124329955025924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=110124329955025924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110124329955025924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110124329955025924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2004/11/re-may-lord-bless-you.html' title='Re: May the Lord Bless you'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-110016438315821374</id><published>2004-11-11T01:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T01:30:46.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Fwd: FW: THE COMMERCIALS</title><content type='html'> --- pokwanfred wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;A fifth grade teacher in a Christian school asked&lt;br /&gt;&gt; her class to look&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;at TV commercials and see if they could use them&lt;br /&gt;&gt; in some way to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;communicate ideas about God.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;Here are some of the results:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;scroll down . . .&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;God is like...&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;BAYER ASPIRIN&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;He works miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;God is like...&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;a FORD&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;He's got a better idea.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;God is like...&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;COKE&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;He's the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;This is great&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;God is like...&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;HALLMARK CARDS&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;He cares enough to send His very best.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;God is like...&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;TIDE&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;He gets the stains out that others leave behind.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;God is like...&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;GENERAL ELECTRIC&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;He brings good things to life.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;God is like...&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;SEARS&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;He has everything.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;God is like...&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;ALKA-SELTZER&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;Try him, you'll like Him.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;God is like...&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;SCOTCH TAPE&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;You can't see him, but you know He's there.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;God is like...&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;DELTA&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;He's ready when you are.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;God is like...&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;ALLSTATE&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;You're in good hands with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;God is like...&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;VO-5 Hair Spray&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;He holds through all kinds of weather.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;God is like...&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;DIAL SOAP&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;Aren't you glad you have Him? Don't you wish&lt;br /&gt;&gt; everybody did?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;God is like...&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;the U.S. POST OFFICE&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;Neither rain, nor snow, nor sleet nor ice will&lt;br /&gt;&gt; keep Him from His&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;appointed destination.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;forward this to 10 people so that they can know&lt;br /&gt;&gt; what God is&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;like........&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt;BLESSINGS FROM OUR HOUSE TO YOUR HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-110016438315821374?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/110016438315821374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=110016438315821374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110016438315821374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110016438315821374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2004/11/re-fwd-fw-commercials.html' title='Re: Fwd: FW: THE COMMERCIALS'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-110016420024563776</id><published>2004-11-11T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T01:23:38.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Fwd: FW: Forever &amp; Ever</title><content type='html'> --- pokwanfred wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what the spirit of God gave my soul this&lt;br /&gt;morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up this morning, I saw an Angel standing&lt;br /&gt;in front of me looking directly into my eyes; saying&lt;br /&gt;what is your morning prayer? I said, I want my loved&lt;br /&gt;ones to be Blessed, and He said to me again;  how many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days do you want your friends to be Blessed? I looked&lt;br /&gt;at Him directly into His eyes, just the way He was&lt;br /&gt;looking into mine. I said FOREVER AND EVER, and He&lt;br /&gt;said your wish is my COMMAND! Then I saw Blessings&lt;br /&gt;coming down from Heaven towards your directions.&lt;br /&gt;Please send this to everybody on your e-mail list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let anyone miss his or hers; yours will come to&lt;br /&gt;you immediately after you've finished sending it to&lt;br /&gt;your friends. Please don't miss the great Blessing&lt;br /&gt;that's coming!&lt;br /&gt;Start Looking for A Miracle!&lt;br /&gt;Stay BLESSED,&lt;br /&gt;Simply me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-110016420024563776?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/110016420024563776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=110016420024563776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110016420024563776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/110016420024563776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2004/11/re-fwd-fw-forever-ever.html' title='Re: Fwd: FW: Forever &amp; Ever'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-109879266885477473</id><published>2004-10-26T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T02:31:48.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Respect for the Journey</title><content type='html'>yaadee wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PURPOSE-DRIVEN® LIFE Daily Devotional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 25, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Respect for the Journey&lt;br /&gt;by John Fischer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows some truth.  Everybody is right about&lt;br /&gt;something.  Even the most evil of people is getting&lt;br /&gt;something right. Traditionally, members of the mafia&lt;br /&gt;have great family values.  They are loyal. They will&lt;br /&gt;kill for their loyalty, but they are loyal,&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When seeking to reach out to those around you who do&lt;br /&gt;not have a relationship with Christ, it's best to find&lt;br /&gt;out first what they already know, because they are&lt;br /&gt;getting something right. Think about it: Who would&lt;br /&gt;you rather be around someone who agrees with you or&lt;br /&gt;someone who is always pointing out where you are&lt;br /&gt;wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask the Holy Spirit to make you sensitive to the&lt;br /&gt;spiritual needs of those around you who do not know&lt;br /&gt;Christ.  Make it your goal to find out about the&lt;br /&gt;spiritual journey of others. Pastor Rick suggests we&lt;br /&gt;pray, Father, help me to understand what is keeping&lt;br /&gt;this person from knowing you. We can't make people&lt;br /&gt;believe, but we may be able to help remove some of&lt;br /&gt;their barriers to believing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not necessary to clear the table of someone&lt;br /&gt;pre-Christian spiritual journey before you can set up&lt;br /&gt;Christ. Chances are Christ is already on their table&lt;br /&gt;somewhere in the form of truth. Jesus said He was the&lt;br /&gt;truth, so that all truth has something to do with&lt;br /&gt;Jesus.  You can work this either way. You can start&lt;br /&gt;with Jesus and lay out the truth, or you can start&lt;br /&gt;with the truth and work your way back to Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Starting with Jesus works fine for those who already&lt;br /&gt;believe in Him and want to learn more. Starting with&lt;br /&gt;truth is best for those who may have doubts about&lt;br /&gt;Jesus but might relate to the truths He espoused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said that? someone might say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you could say in response,  and would you be&lt;br /&gt;interested in hearing some other things He said as&lt;br /&gt;well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's important is that we have enough respect for&lt;br /&gt;people to value what they already know, and then make&lt;br /&gt;ourselves available and willing to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Christians, we need to always remember we are not&lt;br /&gt;persuading people about God all by ourselves.  The&lt;br /&gt;Holy Spirit is doing this, and was already doing it&lt;br /&gt;before we came along.  We can introduce people to&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, but we cannot make anyone believe; just like&lt;br /&gt;you can lead a horse to water but you can't make it&lt;br /&gt;drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to please everyone in everything I do.  I don't&lt;br /&gt;just do what I like or what is best for me, but what&lt;br /&gt;is best for them so they may be saved. 1 Corinthians&lt;br /&gt;10:33 NLT&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/7026838-109879266885477473?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/109879266885477473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=109879266885477473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/109879266885477473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/109879266885477473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2004/10/respect-for-journey.html' title='Respect for the Journey'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-109845308769060301</id><published>2004-10-22T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T06:51:27.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Fwd: FW: Fwd: [Fwd: [mdn401w] TO my child-</title><content type='html'> --- wacko smith wrote: &lt;br /&gt;&gt;        Be sure to read to the bottom&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        portion..... &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;        Just for this morning, I'm going&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        to smile when I see your face&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        and laugh when I feel like&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        crying. &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;        Just for this morning, I'll let you&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        choose what you want to wear,&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        and smile and say how perfect&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        it is. &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;        Just for this morning, I'm going&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        to step over the laundry, and&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        pick you up and take you to the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        park to play.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;        Just for this morning, I'll leave&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        the dishes in the sink, and let&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        you teach me how to put that&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        puzzle of yours together. &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;        Just for this afternoon, I'll&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        unplug the telephone and keep&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        the computer off and sit with&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        you in the back yard and blow&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        bubbles. &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;        Just for this afternoon, I'll not&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        yell once, not even a tiny&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        grumble when you scream and&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        whine for the ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        truck and I'll buy you one if he&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        comes by.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;        Just for this afternoon, I won't&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        worry about what you are going&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        to be when you grow up, or&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        second guess every decision I&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        have made where you are&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        concerned. &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;        Just for this afternoon, I'll let&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        you help me bake cookies&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        and won't stand over you trying&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        to fix them.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;        Just for this afternoon, we'll go&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        to McDonald's and buy us both&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        a Happy Meal so you can have&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        both toys. &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;        Just for this evening, I'll hold&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        you in my arms and tell you a&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        story about how you were born&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        and how much I love you. &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;        Just for this evening, I'll let you&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        splash in the tub and not get&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        angry.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;        Just for this evening, I'll let you&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        stay up late while we sit on the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        porch and count all the stars. &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;        Just for this evening, I'll&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        snuggle beside you for hours&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        and miss my favorite TV shows.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;        Just for this evening when I run&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        my fingers through your hair as&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        you pray, I'll simply be grateful&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        that God has given me the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        greatest gift ever given.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;        I'll think about the mothers and&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        fathers who are searching for&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        their missing children, the&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        mothers and fathers who are&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        visiting their children's graves&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        instead of their bedrooms, and&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        mothers and fathers who are in&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        hospital rooms watching their&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        children suffer senselessly, and&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        screaming inside that they&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        can't handle it anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;        And when I kiss you good night&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        I will hold you a little tighter, a&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        little longer. It is then that I'll&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        thank God for you and ask him&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        for nothing, except one more&lt;br /&gt;&gt;        day............ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-109845308769060301?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/109845308769060301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=109845308769060301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/109845308769060301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/109845308769060301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2004/10/re-fwd-fw-fwd-fwd-mdn401w-to-my-child.html' title='Re: Fwd: FW: Fwd: [Fwd: [mdn401w] TO my child-'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-109782946586622616</id><published>2004-10-15T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T02:24:27.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Younger</title><content type='html'>yaadee wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PURPOSE-DRIVEN® LIFE Daily Devotional&lt;br /&gt;October 13, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing Youngerby John Fischer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I discussed physical therapy as an illustration of spiritual growth.  Even while I was writing that, I was also thinking about another aspect of faith that sometimes works the other way.  It’s good to grow older in some ways, but it’s also good to grow younger in others.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we are bolder when we are younger in faith because we don’t know any better.  We simply believe God like a child and venture out trusting He is with us.  And you know what?  He is.&lt;br /&gt;When my wife first became a Christian, she was a flight attendant for a major airline.  She and another fellow-believer would bid flights together for support and encouragement, but they would also bravely ask God for two things on each flight: one person to introduce to Jesus, and another believer who would, in turn, encourage them.  They would purposely bid the shortest flights (usually the least desirable legs so they were easy to get), because they could get more of them in (as many as five in a day) thus giving God more of an opportunity to work through them.  As she tells the story, God took them up on the challenge and fulfilled their request every time, sometimes in miraculous ways.  (One time they were walking off a flight somewhat disappointed having not found a fellow-believer to encourage them, when who should they run into in the jetway, boarding early for the next flight, but Billy Graham!)  I can’t help but think this all made God smile.&lt;br /&gt;Then I think of all the bold things I did, and expected God to do, over 30 years ago during the Jesus movement when we could gather a crowd anywhere on the streets by singing about Jesus.  What’s the deal now?  Have I gotten too “old” to expect these things?&lt;br /&gt;Growing in Christ never means you stop being a child.  If you’ve ever been around a new believer, or you are one yourself, you will know what I mean.  And this kind of childlike faith should never be over.  Actually, it should be on the rise. Sure we will grow older in the faith, but we should also think about how we can grow younger as well.&lt;br /&gt;Where do you need to trust God today?  Was your faith stronger in some ways when you were a younger Christian?  Where do you need to “grow younger” now?&lt;br /&gt;John Fischer is an author, speaker, and song writer based in Southern California.  His latest book, Love Him in the Morning has been released by Revell Publishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-109782946586622616?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/109782946586622616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=109782946586622616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/109782946586622616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/109782946586622616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2004/10/growing-younger.html' title='Growing Younger'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-109775911075242290</id><published>2004-10-14T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T06:05:10.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Fwd: FW: FW: Scars</title><content type='html'> --- pokwanfred wrote:          &lt;br /&gt;&gt;        Subject:        FW: FW: Scars&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; Some years ago, on a hot summer day in south&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Florida, a little boy decided &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his&lt;br /&gt;&gt; house. In a hurry to &lt;br /&gt;&gt; dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; leaving behind shoes, &lt;br /&gt;&gt; socks and shirt as he went. He flew into the water,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; not realizing that as &lt;br /&gt;&gt; he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator&lt;br /&gt;&gt; was swimming toward &lt;br /&gt;&gt; the shore. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&gt; His mother, in the house and looking out the window,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; saw the two as they &lt;br /&gt;&gt; got closer and closer together. In utter fear, she&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ran toward the water, &lt;br /&gt;&gt; yelling to her son as loudly as she could. Hearing&lt;br /&gt;&gt; her voice, the little &lt;br /&gt;&gt; boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his&lt;br /&gt;&gt; mother. It was too &lt;br /&gt;&gt; late. Just as he reached her, the alligator reached&lt;br /&gt;&gt; him. From the dock, &lt;br /&gt;&gt; the mother grabbed her little boy by the arms just&lt;br /&gt;&gt; as the alligator &lt;br /&gt;&gt; snatched his legs. That began an incredible&lt;br /&gt;&gt; tug-of-war between the two. &lt;br /&gt;&gt; The alligator was much stronger than the mother was,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; but the mother was &lt;br /&gt;&gt; much too passionate to let go. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&gt; A farmer happened to drive by, heard her screams,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; raced from his truck, &lt;br /&gt;&gt; took aim and shot the alligator. Remarkably, after&lt;br /&gt;&gt; weeks and weeks in the &lt;br /&gt;&gt; hospital, the little boy survived. His legs were&lt;br /&gt;&gt; extremely scarred by the &lt;br /&gt;&gt; vicious attack of the animal. And, on his arms, were&lt;br /&gt;&gt; deep scratches where &lt;br /&gt;&gt; his mother's fingernails dug into his flesh in her&lt;br /&gt;&gt; effort to hang on to &lt;br /&gt;&gt; the son she loved. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&gt; The newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy after&lt;br /&gt;&gt; the trauma asked if &lt;br /&gt;&gt; he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant&lt;br /&gt;&gt; legs. And then, with &lt;br /&gt;&gt; obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at&lt;br /&gt;&gt; my arms. I have great &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Mom&lt;br /&gt;&gt; wouldn't let go." &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; You and I can identify with that little boy. We have&lt;br /&gt;&gt; scars, too. No, not &lt;br /&gt;&gt; from an alligator, but the scars of a painful past.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Some of those scars &lt;br /&gt;&gt; are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But&lt;br /&gt;&gt; some wounds, my friend, &lt;br /&gt;&gt; are because God has refused to let go. In the midst&lt;br /&gt;&gt; of your struggle, He's &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; been there holding on to you. The Scripture teaches&lt;br /&gt;&gt; that God loves you. &lt;br /&gt;&gt; You are a child of God. He wants to protect you and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; provide for you in &lt;br /&gt;&gt; every way. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&gt; But sometimes we foolishly wade into dangerous&lt;br /&gt;&gt; situations, not knowing &lt;br /&gt;&gt; what lies ahead. The swimming hole of life is filled&lt;br /&gt;&gt; with peril - and we &lt;br /&gt;&gt; forget that the enemy is waiting to attack. That's&lt;br /&gt;&gt; when the tug-of-war &lt;br /&gt;&gt; begins - and if you have the scars of His love on&lt;br /&gt;&gt; your arms be very, very &lt;br /&gt;&gt; grateful. He did not, and will not, ever let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&gt; Never judge another person's scars, because you&lt;br /&gt;&gt; don't know how they got &lt;br /&gt;&gt; them. You just never know where a person is in&lt;br /&gt;&gt; his/her life and what they &lt;br /&gt;&gt; are going through. Also, it is so important that we&lt;br /&gt;&gt; are not selfish to &lt;br /&gt;&gt; receive the blessings of these messages without&lt;br /&gt;&gt; forwarding them to someone &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; else. &lt;br /&gt;&gt; Pass this message to someone you love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-109775911075242290?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/109775911075242290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=109775911075242290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/109775911075242290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/109775911075242290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2004/10/re-fwd-fw-fw-scars.html' title='Re: Fwd: FW: FW: Scars'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-109751431100123384</id><published>2004-10-11T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T10:05:11.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PURPOSE-DRIVEN® LIFE Daily Devotional</title><content type='html'>yaadee wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PURPOSE-DRIVEN® LIFE Daily Devotional&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;October 11, 2004&lt;br /&gt;What's God Up To?&lt;br /&gt;by John Fischer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bono, lead singer for the rock group U2, an outspoken and somewhat controversial Christian philanthropist, recently went on a tour of evangelical institutions to enlist Christian support for the AIDS crisis in Africa.  Along the way he said something to the effect that our mission in the world is not to do our own thing and ask God to bless it, but to find out what God is already doing in the world and get where He is.  Whatever you might think of Bono, he’s right about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick Warren put it this way in The Purpose Driven® Life, “God is at work in the world, and he wants you to join him” (page 281). Same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to get used to the idea that wherever we go, God is already there.  I used to arrogantly think that I actually brought God places.  As if He couldn’t get anywhere without me.  It’s a wonder I wasn’t struck by lightening!  Don’t get me wrong; God definitely uses us when we show up for service, but our attitude needs to be “What is God up to here?” not “Thank God I’m here!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is He up to?  In a very general way, I see four things God is doing in American culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, He is creating in people a hunger for spiritual answers to life’s more difficult questions.  You could see this when we were first labeled the postmodern age. What that meant was that the modern age, where we placed our hope in education, science and technology as capable of solving every human problem, is over.  Now, in the postmodern age, people are seeking other answers to life beyond what they can control.  That’s why you see the spiritual and the mystical as dominating themes in film and television.  Paul said to the Pagans in Athens, “Men of Athens, I notice that you are very religious.” Acts 17:22 NLT  We could say the same thing to our culture today only we might use the word “spiritual” instead of “religious”.  Either way, it’s a positive place to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, there appears to be a new interest in Jesus. Mel Gibson’s film played a big role in this.  People who might be closed to Christians or Christianity may yet be interested in looking into Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, fear.  People are afraid.  Since 9/11 no one feels safe anymore.  And when people are afraid they are much more open to God than when they are complacent and comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, people are looking for meaning and purpose in life.  How else can you explain the phenomenal success of The Purpose Driven Life that has taken everyone here by surprise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mention these things because it’s important to realize when you’re out in the world that the conversation that ends with the gospel has already begun.  God is already at work in the world.  Time to go where He is and join the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Fischer is an author, speaker, and song writer based in Southern California.  His latest book, Love Him in the Morning has been released by Revell Publishing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-109751431100123384?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/109751431100123384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=109751431100123384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/109751431100123384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/109751431100123384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2004/10/purpose-driven-life-daily-devotional.html' title='THE PURPOSE-DRIVEN® LIFE Daily Devotional'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-109742787616185019</id><published>2004-10-10T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T10:04:36.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Fwd: FW: family</title><content type='html'> --- Okwan Phyllis wrote: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                   FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;                   They say if you pass this on, you&lt;br /&gt;&gt; will receive a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I am&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                   passing it on because I thought it&lt;br /&gt;&gt; was really good, short,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and who&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                   couldn't use a miracle! Enjoy it&lt;br /&gt;&gt; if it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;                   Are you aware that if we died&lt;br /&gt;&gt; tomorrow, we could easily be&lt;br /&gt;&gt; replaced&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                   at work? But the family we leave&lt;br /&gt;&gt; behind will feel the loss&lt;br /&gt;&gt; for the rest&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                   of their lives. So, why do we pour&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ourselves more into&lt;br /&gt;&gt; work than into our&lt;br /&gt;&gt;                   own families? Invest your time&lt;br /&gt;&gt; wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;                   Do you know what the word FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;&gt; means? (F)ather (A)nd&lt;br /&gt;&gt; (M)other (I) (L)ove (Y)ou Pass this message to 7&lt;br /&gt;&gt; people except you and me!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; .. You will receive a miracle tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;                   I hope you have a nice day.......&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-109742787616185019?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/109742787616185019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=109742787616185019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/109742787616185019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/109742787616185019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2004/10/re-fwd-fw-family.html' title='Re: Fwd: FW: family'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-109742776585461617</id><published>2004-10-10T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T10:16:29.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>READ ONLY IF YOU HAVE TIME FOR GOD </title><content type='html'>nakson_2000 wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you, make sure you read all the way to the bottom. I&lt;br /&gt;almost deleted this email but I was blessed when I got to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: READ ONLY IF YOU HAVE TIME FOR GOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, when I received this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e-mail, I thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have time for this..... And, this is really inappropriate during work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I realized that this kind of thinking is... Exactly, what has&lt;br /&gt;caused lot of the problems in our world today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We try to keep God in church on Sunday morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, Sunday night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, the unlikely event of a midweek service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do like to have Him around during sickness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, at funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we don't have time, or room, for Him during work or play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because... That's the part of our lives we think... We can, and&lt;br /&gt;should, handle on our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God forgive me for ever thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That... there is a time or place where...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE is not to be FIRST in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should always have time to remember all HE has done for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, You aren't ashamed to do this...&lt;br /&gt;Please follow the directions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said, "If! you are ashamed of me, I will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ashamed of you before my Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not ashamed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this on ONLY IF YOU MEAN IT!!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do Love God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE is my source of existence and Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He keeps me functioning each and every day. Without Him, I will be&lt;br /&gt;nothing. Without Him, I am nothing. But, with Christ, HE strengthens&lt;br /&gt;me. (Phil 4:13) This is the simplest test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You Love God... And, are not ashamed of all the marvelous things HE&lt;br /&gt;has done for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send this to ten people and the person who sent it to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I know 10 people who would admit they love Jesus. Do You love Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE POEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knelt to pray but not for long, I had too much to do.&lt;br /&gt;I had to hurry and get to work For bills would soon be due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And jumped up off my knees.&lt;br /&gt;My Christian duty was now done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul could rest at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day long I had no time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To spread a word of cheer. No time to speak of Christ to friends,&lt;br /&gt;They'd laugh at me I'd fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time, no time, too much to do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my constant cry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to give to souls in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at last the time, the time to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went before the Lord, I came, I stood with downcast eyes. For in his&lt;br /&gt;hands God held a book; It was the book of life.&lt;br /&gt;God looked into his book and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your name I cannot find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once was going to write it down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never found the time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do you have the time to pass it on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure that you scroll through to the end.&lt;br /&gt;Easy vs. Hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard to tell the truth but Yet so easy to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell a lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are we so sleepy in church but Right when the sermon is over ! we&lt;br /&gt;suddenly wake up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard to talk about God but yet so easy to talk about nasty stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so boring to look at a Christian magazine, but yet so easy&lt;br /&gt;to look at a nasty one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so easy to delete a Godly e- ma il, but yet we forward all&lt;br /&gt;of the nasty ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are the c! hurches getting smaller but yet the bars and dance&lt;br /&gt;clubs are getting larger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you give up? Think about it . Are you going to forward this, or delete it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember-God is watching you. Prayer Wheel-Let's see the devil&lt;br /&gt;stop this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what the wheel is all about. When you receive this, say a&lt;br /&gt;prayer for the person that sent it to you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all you have to do......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing attached....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so powerful....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not stop the wheel, please....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the free gifts we may receive, Prayer i! s the very best one....&lt;br /&gt;There are no costs, but wonderful rewards... GOD BLESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God keep you and bless you. If this doesn't give you chills,&lt;br /&gt;nothing will...this message is very true. Hope you are all as blessed&lt;br /&gt;as I was from this story. I wonder how many people will delete this&lt;br /&gt;without reading it because of the title on it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New&lt;br /&gt;England town. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying&lt;br /&gt;a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were&lt;br /&gt;raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak....."I was&lt;br /&gt;walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me&lt;br /&gt;swinging this bird cage.&lt;br /&gt;On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with&lt;br /&gt;cold and fright. I stopped the lad and asked, "What you got there,&lt;br /&gt;son?" "Just some old birds," came the reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you gonna do with them?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! "Take 'em home and have fun with 'em," he answered. "I'm gonna tease&lt;br /&gt;'em and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight I'm gonna have a&lt;br /&gt;real good time." "But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;What will you do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I got some cats," said the little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They like birds. I'll take 'em to them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor was silent for a moment. "How much do you want for those birds, son?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?? !!! Why, you don't want them birds, mister. They're just plain&lt;br /&gt;old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How much?" the pastor asked again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, "$10?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He&lt;br /&gt;placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the&lt;br /&gt;alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot. Setting the cage down,&lt;br /&gt;he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds&lt;br /&gt;out, setting them free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the&lt;br /&gt;pastor began to tell this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One d! ay Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just !&lt;br /&gt;come fro m the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. "Yes,&lt;br /&gt;sir, I just caught the world full of people down there... Set me a&lt;br /&gt;trap, used bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to&lt;br /&gt;marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to&lt;br /&gt;drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and&lt;br /&gt;bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And what will you do when you get done with them?" Jesus asked. "Oh,&lt;br /&gt;I'll kill 'em," Satan glared proudly. "How much do you want for them?"&lt;br /&gt;Jesus asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take&lt;br /&gt;them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and&lt;br /&gt;kill you. You don't want those people!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How much?" He asked again.&lt;br /&gt;Sa! tan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your blood, tears and your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said, "DONE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then He paid the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor picked up the cage he opened the door and he walked from the pulpit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes: Isn't it funny how s! imple it is for people to trash God and&lt;br /&gt;then wonder why the wo! rld's go ing to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how someone can say "I believe in God" but still follow&lt;br /&gt;Satan (who, by the way, also "believes" in God).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and&lt;br /&gt;they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages&lt;br /&gt;regarding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Lord, people think twice about sharing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how when you go to forward this message, you will not&lt;br /&gt;send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they&lt;br /&gt;believe, or what they will think of you for sending it to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how I can be more worried about wha! t other people&lt;br /&gt;think of me than what God thinks of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray, for everyone who sends this to their entire address book, they&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be blessed by God in a way special for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And send it back to the person who sent it, to let them know that&lt;br /&gt;indeed it was sent out to many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-109742776585461617?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/109742776585461617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=109742776585461617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/109742776585461617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/109742776585461617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2004/10/read-only-if-you-have-time-for-god.html' title='READ ONLY IF YOU HAVE TIME FOR GOD '/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-109723134913125780</id><published>2004-10-08T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T03:38:04.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Fwd: FW: BUSY</title><content type='html'> --- Smitha wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	Subject: BUSY&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	SATAN'S MEETING: (Read even if you're busy)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	Satan called a worldwide convention of demons.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	In his opening address he said,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"We can't keep Christians from going to church."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"We can't keep them from reading their Bibles and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; knowing the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;truth."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"We can't even keep them from forming an intimate&lt;br /&gt;&gt; relationship&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;with their savior."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Once they gain that connection with Jesus, our&lt;br /&gt;&gt; power over them&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;is broken."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"So let them go to their churches; let them have&lt;br /&gt;&gt; their covered&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;dish dinners, BUT steal their time, so they don't&lt;br /&gt;&gt; have time to develop a&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;relationship with Jesus Christ."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"This is what I want you to do," said the devil:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Distract them from gaining hold of their Savior&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and maintaining&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;that vital connection throughout their day!"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"How shall we do this?" his demons shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Keep them busy in the non-essentials of life and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; invent&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;innumerable schemes to occupy their minds," he&lt;br /&gt;&gt; answered.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Tempt them to spend, spend, spend, and borrow,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; borrow, borrow."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Persuade the wives to go to work for long hours&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;husbands to work 6-7 days each week, 10-12 hours a&lt;br /&gt;&gt; day, so they can&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;afford their empty lifestyles."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Keep them from spending time with their&lt;br /&gt;&gt; children."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"As their families fragment, soon, their homes&lt;br /&gt;&gt; will offer no&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;escape from the pressures of work!"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Over-stimulate their minds so that they cannot&lt;br /&gt;&gt; hear that still,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;small voice."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Entice them to play the radio or cassette player&lt;br /&gt;&gt; whenever they&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;drive." "To keep the TV, VCR, CDs and their PCs&lt;br /&gt;&gt; going constantly in&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;their home and see to it that every store and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; restaurant in the world&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;plays non-biblical music constantly."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"This will jam their minds and break that union&lt;br /&gt;&gt; with Christ."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Fill the coffee tables with magazines and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; newspapers."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Pound their minds with the news 24 hours a day."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Invade their driving moments with billboards."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Flood their mailboxes with junk mail, mail order&lt;br /&gt;&gt; catalogs,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;sweepstakes, and every kind of newsletter and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; promotional offering free&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;products, services and false hopes."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Keep skinny, beautiful models on the magazines&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and TV so their&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;husbands will believe that outward beauty is what's&lt;br /&gt;&gt; important, and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;they'll become dissatisfied with their wives. "&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Keep the wives too tired to love their husbands&lt;br /&gt;&gt; at night."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	Give them headaches too!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"If they don't give their husbands the love they&lt;br /&gt;&gt; need, they will&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;begin to look elsewhere."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"That will fragment their families quickly!"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Give them Santa Clause to distract them from&lt;br /&gt;&gt; teaching their&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;children the real meaning of Christmas."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Give them an Easter bunny so they won't talk&lt;br /&gt;&gt; about his&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;resurrection and power over sin and death."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Even in their recreation, let them be excessive."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Have them return from their recreation&lt;br /&gt;&gt; exhausted."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Keep them too busy to go out in nature and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; reflect on God's&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;creation. Send them to amusement parks, sporting&lt;br /&gt;&gt; events, plays,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;concerts, and movies instead. "Keep them busy,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; busy, busy!"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"And when they meet for spiritual fellowship,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; involve them in&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;gossip and small talk so that they leave with&lt;br /&gt;&gt; troubled consciences."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Crowd their lives with so many good causes they&lt;br /&gt;&gt; have no time to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;seek power from Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"Soon they will be working in their own strength,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; sacrificing&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;their health and family for the good of the cause."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	"It will work!" "It will work!"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	It was quite a plan!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	The demons went eagerly to their assignments&lt;br /&gt;&gt; causing Christians&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;everywhere to get busier and more rushed, going&lt;br /&gt;&gt; here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	Having little time for their God or their&lt;br /&gt;&gt; families.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	Having no time to tell others about the power of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Jesus to change&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;lives.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	I guess the question is, has the devil been&lt;br /&gt;&gt; successful in his&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;schemes?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	You be the judge!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	Does "BUSY" mean:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	B-eing&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	U-nder&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	S-atan's&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	Y-oke?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	Please pass this on, if you aren't too BUSY!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	I don't think I know 10 people who would admit&lt;br /&gt;&gt; they love Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Do You Love Him?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;	IF YOU LOVE JESUS, PASS THIS ON!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-109723134913125780?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/109723134913125780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=109723134913125780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/109723134913125780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/109723134913125780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2004/10/re-fwd-fw-busy.html' title='Re: Fwd: FW: BUSY'/><author><name>AL</name><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-7026838.post-109714906415996079</id><published>2004-10-07T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T04:45:35.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Fwd: FW: Fwd: God's Discussion</title><content type='html'> --- wacko smith &lt;lonetunes com=""&gt; wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Subject:  God's Discussion&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Date: Sat, 2 Oct 2004 16:36:23 +0100&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; God's Discussion&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; This is a discussion you need to read!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; Enjoy it. I did!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; GOD: Angels, do you know what I was just&lt;br /&gt;&gt; thinking&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; about?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; ANGELS: What were you thinking about?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; GOD: Christians seem to have forgotten what kind&lt;br /&gt;&gt; of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; power they have available and the devil keeps on&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; deceiving them!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; ANGELS: God, exactly what are you driving at?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; GOD: I have made my children in such a way that&lt;br /&gt;&gt; when&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; the people of the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; world are sitting, they would be standing, when&lt;br /&gt;&gt; the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; world is standing,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; they will stand out, when the world stands out,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; my&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; children must be&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; outstanding and when the devil dares the world&lt;br /&gt;&gt; to be outstanding, my&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; people&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; will be the standards to be used!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; JESUS CHRIST: They (Christians) are also&lt;br /&gt;&gt; forgetting&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; the words in Ephesians 1:3.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; GOD: Please read it out!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; ANGEL: PRAISE BE TO THE GOD AND FATHER OF OUR&lt;br /&gt;&gt; LORD&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; JESUS CHRIST , WHO HAS BLESSED US IN THE&lt;br /&gt;&gt; HEAVENLY&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; PLACES WITH EVERY SPIRITUAL BLESSING IN CHRIST.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; ANGEL: So what do we do now since the end is&lt;br /&gt;&gt; almost&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; near?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; HOLY SPIRIT: My Presence is still among men and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I will&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; teach and remind the Christians of all that we&lt;br /&gt;&gt; have discussed. I will&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; also make sure that they pass this message on!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; JESUS CHRIST: I will also keep on interceding&lt;br /&gt;&gt; for them&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; and stand in for them even in their weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; GOD: I will also make sure that I give to all&lt;br /&gt;&gt; those&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; who ask of me, seek me and try to find me . The&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; blessings I have promised them through my son&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; Christ will be delivered to all those who&lt;br /&gt;&gt; discover&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; that I, Jehovah, I am ready to bless them! Not&lt;br /&gt;&gt; because&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; of any special things that they have done, but&lt;br /&gt;&gt; just&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; because I LOVE THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; JESUS CHRIST: I will also give all my followers&lt;br /&gt;&gt; who&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; are willing to pass this conversation on, enough&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; strength to carry on!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; ANGELS: We are all backing THE TRINITY and even&lt;br /&gt;&gt; the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; devil cannot stop us! How funny! Christians are&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; finally taking over and .......&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; DEVIL (eavesdropping behind the gates): I hope&lt;br /&gt;&gt; you all&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; heard! I will deploy more troops (demons) and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; make&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; sure the Christians pray less, read their Bibles&lt;br /&gt;&gt; less,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; preach less and make sure this mail does not&lt;br /&gt;&gt; move&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; anywhere! Also.....&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; YOU SURE HEARD THAT! THE DEVIL WILL MAKE SURE&lt;br /&gt;&gt; YOU DO&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; NOT PASS THIS ON&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; BUT PROVE HIM WRONG AND SHOW HIM THE POWER YOU&lt;br /&gt;&gt; HAVE IN&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; CHRIST JESUS AS A&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; CHRISTIAN. PRAY MORE, STUDY THE WORD MORE AND&lt;br /&gt;&gt; PREACH&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; THE WORD!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; DO NOT DISAPPOINT GOD ! PASS IT ON!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; Don't Be Deceived!!!!! The Language of Politics&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Is&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; Integrity And there is no Christianity Without&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; Integrity.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; Love Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/lonetunes&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7026838-109714906415996079?l=theiy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/feeds/109714906415996079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7026838&amp;postID=109714906415996079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/109714906415996079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7026838/posts/default/109714906415996079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theiy.blogspot.com/2004/10/re-fwd-fw-fwd-gods-discussion.html' title='Re: Fwd: FW: Fwd: God&apos;s Discussion'/><author><name>AL</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
