<?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-30737833</id><updated>2011-12-14T09:38:10.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Man's Religion</title><subtitle type='html'>I believe what I believe is what makes me what I am.
 - Rich Mullins</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-1041042278260765257</id><published>2011-12-08T10:31:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T09:38:10.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW HOPE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;In addition to the mission, I volunteer at a weekly R.E.A.C.H. meeting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; 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margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;hrist’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;elp. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;The weekly REACH meeting walks attendees through a series of discussions about the nature of addiction, how it takes control of our lives, and how Christ can deliver us from this horrible affliction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;Last week a young girl came to the meeting for the first time.&amp;nbsp; She was a mess.&amp;nbsp; We spent nearly the whole hour and a half letting her vent frustrations and cry.&amp;nbsp; Her marriage had failed.&amp;nbsp; She had lost custody of her only son.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;But she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt; checked herself into a rehab center &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;4 months earlier &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;and had gotten herself cleaned up.&amp;nbsp; She had even regained custody of her son.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;Her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt; mothe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;r, however,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt; was still hurt and distrustful, which is understandable.&amp;nbsp; But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;after all her efforts to get clean and regain custody of her son, this distrust really hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-themecolor: text1;"&gt;There were many, painful tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;It was a gut wrenching meeting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;Among other things, she made several comments about being really distrustful of Christians because of what she said she went through at home as a child even though her parents were regular church goers.&amp;nbsp; Still, we were straight with her that we believe Jesus is real and that, regardless of her experiences, He is the answer.&amp;nbsp; But mostly she just cried and vented.&amp;nbsp; And we prayed and encouraged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;I’ve known this girl ever since she was in high school.&amp;nbsp; She is well known in our little community, comes from a family with a solid reputation, and basically had everything going for her.&amp;nbsp; But drugs and drug addiction penetrate every section of our society.&amp;nbsp; No family is immune.&amp;nbsp; No one is immune.&amp;nbsp; It’s devastating.&amp;nbsp; And this poor child’s life, like so many others, had been destroyed.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;It broke my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;But there was something in the midst of all her tears and pain.&amp;nbsp; According to her, her father had been an abusive alcoholic even though he was a “Christian”.&amp;nbsp; But she noted several times that now he was the one who seemed to really understand her addiction.&amp;nbsp; And he was the one who seemed to really care about her and her recovery.&amp;nbsp; And he was genuine about it.&amp;nbsp; He had changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;She came into the meeting last night and you could hardly tell she was the same girl.&amp;nbsp; Her dad had asked her to go to church with him Sunday.&amp;nbsp; She didn’t want to go, wasn’t interested at all.&amp;nbsp; But she said she had basically been cooped up at the house since she got out of rehab and didn’t have anything else to do.&amp;nbsp; So she got ready and went with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;She said it hit her as soon as she walked into the door of the church house.&amp;nbsp; Her heart was pounding in her chest.&amp;nbsp; She could barely contain the tears.&amp;nbsp; She noticed her dad noticing her as if he knew she was “under conviction”.&amp;nbsp; She said she tried to distract herself by playing with her son.&amp;nbsp; But she couldn’t get past it.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;When the preacher asked, she said she same as dropped her little boy and almost ran to the altar!&amp;nbsp; She said she prayed for mercy and cried and cried and cried and probably screamed some, too!&amp;nbsp; I was moved to tears hearing her tell about it.&amp;nbsp; I later laughed with her and joked that her son probably hadn’t bounced his second bounce off the floor by the time she was half way to the altar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;Thank You, Jesus !!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;What an amazing change when you say “Yes” to Jesus and let Him take away the weight of all your burdens.&amp;nbsp; Her entire countenance had changed.&amp;nbsp; Like I said, she didn’t even look like the same girl.&amp;nbsp; There’s a physical change as well as a change of heart when the weight of the world is lifted off of your shoulders.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;Lay down your burden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;I will carry you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;I will carry you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;My child, my child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;There’s a glow. &amp;nbsp;The smile is so much more real and deep and contagious.&amp;nbsp; They eyes aren’t hiding anything anymore.&amp;nbsp; Hope jumps out from you.&amp;nbsp; Joy spills all over everyone around you.&amp;nbsp; Heaven has been tasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;Heaven is here now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;He’s all around us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;Heaven is Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;The moment we meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;She encouraged everyone at the meeting last night with an overwhelming enthusiasm.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;Thank You, Jesus !!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;I know trials will come.&amp;nbsp; Addiction had its hooks deeply in her.&amp;nbsp; It will try to draw her back into that world of darkness.&amp;nbsp; There will be many challenging troubles ahead.&amp;nbsp; But she has taken the first step.&amp;nbsp; She said “Yes” when Jesus asked “May I come in?”&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;Christ will surely be with her through any and all of the troubles and trials she will surely face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;But right now, let’s rejoice with this young girl who, for the first time in years, has had her guilt and shame lifted and has hope for her future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;Hallelujah !!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;Thank You, Jesus.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Thank You, Jesus.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;THANK YOU, JESUS !!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-1041042278260765257?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/1041042278260765257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/1041042278260765257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-hope.html' title='NEW HOPE'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-1836404945496235824</id><published>2011-09-14T11:38:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T11:45:22.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Encounter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I stumbled across a movie called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1663680/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Encounter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; on Netflix last night. It's one of those low budget, B-Movie-feeling kind of movies put out by Christian groups that don't have the multi-hundreds-of-millions-of-dollars kinds of budgets that many Hollywood movie companies enjoy.&amp;nbsp; So, yes, it has that low budget feel to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;But thank God&amp;nbsp;Christian groups keep producing these movies.&amp;nbsp; By the way, they're getting better at it.&amp;nbsp; And apparently there's an emerging market for this kind of material.&amp;nbsp; We're seeing more and more uplifting, openly Christian offerings.&amp;nbsp; The 2011 movie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1596346/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soul Surfer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;is a recent example of an openly Christian movie with higher production values and more recognizable actors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Hallelujah !!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;But back to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1663680/"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Encounter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;:&amp;nbsp; I loved this movie.&amp;nbsp; I encourage anyone and everyone to watch it.&amp;nbsp; I kept getting the overwhelming feeling in my heart that this kind of message is what I'M supposed to be sharing with people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lord Jesus, I pray You continue to encourage my heart toward You.&amp;nbsp; Help me, Lord, to share Your wonderful love and the incredible good news of Your mercy to anyone and everyone who needs to hear it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Fill me with Your spirit so I can share&amp;nbsp;this blessed peace&amp;nbsp;with everyone around me.&amp;nbsp; Prepare the way before me, God.&amp;nbsp; Give me the words to say and&amp;nbsp;a humble&amp;nbsp;spirit with which to deliver them.&amp;nbsp; Live in me, Jesus, so that my life becomes Your message, Lord.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Then this morning I see&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.klove.com/ministry/encouraging-word/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;K-LOVE's Encouraging Word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; for the day is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For God is working in you, giving you the desire and the power to do what pleases Him.&amp;nbsp; (Phil 2:13 NLT)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Hmmm ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;\o/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-1836404945496235824?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/1836404945496235824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/1836404945496235824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/09/encounter.html' title='The Encounter'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-495118855983578929</id><published>2011-09-07T14:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T14:10:55.384-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Promise - The Martins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: auto 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k2Irtr3sbBM&amp;amp;feature=email"&gt;The Promise - by The Martins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;What a promise !!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Thank You, Jesus !!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I so need Your strength right now, Lord.&amp;nbsp; I need to know my wretched self is somehow, unbelievably loved by You; accepted by You; kept by You.&amp;nbsp; Hold me, Jesus.&amp;nbsp; Love me, Lord.&amp;nbsp; Comfort me, Precious Savior.&amp;nbsp; Help me let go of myself, my guilt, my shame, my weariness.&amp;nbsp; Help me accept Your love and mercy.&amp;nbsp; Help me fall into You, Lord, and live in Your wonderment once again.&amp;nbsp; You are an incredible friend, Lord Jesus.&amp;nbsp; Help me remember that.&amp;nbsp; Help me trust You, Lord.&amp;nbsp; Help me to relax and rest in Your grace.&amp;nbsp; Help me to walk in You, God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Thank You, Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-495118855983578929?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/495118855983578929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/495118855983578929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/09/promise.html' title='The Promise - The Martins'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-8503012100255096030</id><published>2011-08-29T16:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T16:55:25.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What if God Stopped Covering us with His Grace?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The preacher asked yesterday, "Where would we be if God said, 'Tomorrow I will stop covering you with My grace.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow you will receive justice.'?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-8503012100255096030?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/8503012100255096030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/8503012100255096030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-if-god-stopped-covering-us-with.html' title='What if God Stopped Covering us with His Grace?'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-4558453493697028429</id><published>2011-08-24T13:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T13:09:05.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometiimes all we can do is stand ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;We fight. We struggle. We worry. We believe. We doubt. We wait. We manipulate. We do everything we can think of to make things as best as we can imagine they ought to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Then we realize we have no power, no ability to make things work out like we want them to. It's frustrating. It's discouraging. It's lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;That's where I am right now. But you know what? Even though I don't really like the "feeling", it's a very good place to be. Because it's right here in our weakness and inability that we find God. It's when we have no other choice but to rely on Christ that we see His love for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Father, let me stand in Your grace. Let me trust You. Let me believe You. Let me know Your presence, Your love, Your provision for me. Prepare me, Lord, to be Your vessel. Make me able to stand. Give me strength in You, Lord God Almighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Ephesians 6:10-20 KJV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;10 Finally, my brethren, be strong in the Lord, and in the power of his might.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;11 Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;12 For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;13 Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;14 Stand therefore, having your loins girt about with truth, and having on the breastplate of righteousness; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;15 And your feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;16 Above all, taking the shield of faith, wherewith ye shall be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;17 And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;18 Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, and watching thereunto with all perseverance and supplication for all saints; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;19 And for me, that utterance may be given unto me, that I may open my mouth boldly, to make known the mystery of the gospel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;20 For which I am an ambassador in bonds: that therein I may speak boldly, as I ought to speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-4558453493697028429?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/4558453493697028429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/4558453493697028429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/08/sometiimes-all-we-can-do-is-stand.html' title='Sometiimes all we can do is stand ...'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-5781867150579649856</id><published>2011-08-22T11:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T11:50:26.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I saw something truly beautiful yesterday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My wife and I visited a tiny Enterprise Baptist Church waaaaaay out in the country.&amp;nbsp; Some friends of mine go there.&amp;nbsp; They are awesome, so I thought we'd worship with them some.&amp;nbsp; Know what I mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A shy, young man with a truly gifted, beautiful voice sang with his grandfather while his grandfather played guitar.&amp;nbsp; The grandfather also has a good voice.&amp;nbsp; But his shaky hands only occasionally found the right chords on his guitar.&amp;nbsp; And his effrots to change chords often threw off&amp;nbsp;their timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You would expect a boy this age (I don't know, somewhere between 17 and 20 I guess) to be embarrassed.&amp;nbsp; Yet he kindly waited for his Papaw to catch up (or finally give up finding the right chord) and sang right along with the old man without a hint embarrassment or impatience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;That, my friends, is beautiful !!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-5781867150579649856?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/5781867150579649856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/5781867150579649856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/08/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-9145750236948999897</id><published>2011-08-15T13:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T13:19:18.429-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What You say goes, God, and Stays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="heading passage-class-0"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Psalm 119:89-91 (The Message)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="txt-sm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What you say goes, &lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and stays, as permanent as the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;Your truth never goes out of fashion; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;it's as up-to-date as the earth when the sun comes up.&lt;br /&gt;Your Word and truth are dependable as ever; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;that's what you ordered—you set the earth going.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-9145750236948999897?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/9145750236948999897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/9145750236948999897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-you-say-goes-god-and-stays.html' title='What You say goes, God, and Stays'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-1281016368809742239</id><published>2011-08-11T14:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T14:27:17.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Submission and Authority</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I've never been there, but I occasionally catch a TV broadcast from the Southland Christian Church in Lexington, KY. And I usually like it a lot. Especially when Mike Breaux is doing the teaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Here's a clip of a recent study he did on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.southlandchristian.org/series/shoes/work-boots/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Submission and Authority&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I caught the segment starting at about the 5:00 minute mark in the video one Sunday morning as I was getting ready for church. When he talked about the difference between the worldly view of authority and submission versus Christ's view I was blown away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I had never put those exact thoughts together in my own mind. But I immediately recognized the aspect of Jesus that Mike is talking about here is the aspect of our Lord that truly changed my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Christ starts with love and acceptance. I promise you, there is no other way I could have been reached. I was so guilty. I was so filthy. I was so unable to make myself right. Honestly, I was near the point of giving up on Christianity because I just knew I could never be that good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Then Jesus came. It was the voice of a radio preacher that plowed the ground and opened my heart at that moment. But then Jesus came and spoke to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;"I know you,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He said. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;"I have always known you. I know the very worst parts about you. I have always known them." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I know you can't make yourself good. I know you stumble and fall many, many times over the same issues. I have always known that. I know the shame you hold in your heart. I know how you struggle. I knew it before you ever came to Me."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And He brought to my mind all that I am most ashamed of, all that I struggle with the most, my deepest, darkest me.&amp;nbsp; There I was, exposed, naked, vulnerable, and ashamed before the God of all Creation.&amp;nbsp; There was no defense.&amp;nbsp; There was no excuse, only guilt.&amp;nbsp; I cannot put my shame into words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Then He said, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;"I love you anyway. I died on the cross for you anyway. This is why I have come for you; to set you free from all this sin and from all your guilt."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I know the worst about you. I love you anyway."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That has become my anthem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thank You, Jesus !!!!! Thank You, precious Lord, for Your mercy, Your love, Your kindness, Your tenderness, Your acceptance !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hallelujah !!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;\o/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-1281016368809742239?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/1281016368809742239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/1281016368809742239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/08/submission-and-authority.html' title='Submission and Authority'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-1720776623136720277</id><published>2011-08-08T09:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T09:29:28.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Father, Let us Walk in Your Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colossians&amp;nbsp;1:9-14&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;For this cause we also, since the day we heard it, do not cease to pray for you, and to desire that ye might be filled with the knowledge of his will in all wisdom and spiritual understanding; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;That ye might walk worthy of the Lord unto all pleasing, being fruitful in every good work, and increasing in the knowledge of God; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Strengthened with all might, according to his glorious power, unto all patience and longsuffering with joyfulness; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Giving thanks unto the Father, which hath made us meet to be partakers of the inheritance of the saints in light: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Who hath delivered us from the power of darkness, and hath translated us into the kingdom of his dear Son: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;In whom we have redemption through his blood, even the forgiveness of sins: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-1720776623136720277?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/1720776623136720277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/1720776623136720277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/08/father-let-us-reflect-your-heavenly.html' title='Father, Let us Walk in Your Way'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-1764834796703773020</id><published>2011-08-08T08:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T14:51:32.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All the Way My Savior Leads Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sdFoJlZYH2o&amp;amp;NR=1&amp;amp;feature=fvwp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Rich Mullins - All the Way My Savior Leads Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;All the way my Savior leads me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;What have I to ask beside? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Can I doubt His faithful mercies? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Who through life has been my guide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Heavenly peace, divinest comfort &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ere by faith in Him to dwell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;For I know whate'er fall me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jesus doeth all things well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;All of the way my Savior leads me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And He cheers each winding path I tread &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Gives me strength for every trial &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And He feeds me with the living bread &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And though my weary steps may falter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And my soul a-thirst may be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Gushing from a rock before me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Though a spirit joy I see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And all the way my Savior leads me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh, the fullness of His love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Perfect rest in me is promised &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In my Father's house above &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When my spirit clothed immortal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Wings it's flight through the realms of the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This my song through endless ages &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jesus led me all the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;It just came to my attention that this song was written by Fanny Crosby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-1764834796703773020?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/1764834796703773020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/1764834796703773020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/08/all-way-my-savior-leads-me.html' title='All the Way My Savior Leads Me'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-1768846967656033453</id><published>2011-08-08T08:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T08:42:49.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Sing ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="heading passage-class-0"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Romans 15:3b, 4, 6 (The Message)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;... Even if it was written in Scripture long ago, you can be sure it's written for us. God wants the combination of his steady, constant calling and warm, personal counsel in Scripture to come to characterize us, keeping us alert for whatever he will do next. ... Then we'll be a choir—not our voices only, but our very lives singing in harmony in a stunning anthem to the God and Father of our Master Jesus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RN5fILkcw8E"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Rich Mullins "I Will Sing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I will sing for the meek &lt;br /&gt;For those who pray with their very lives for peace &lt;br /&gt;Though they're in chains for a higher call &lt;br /&gt;Their mourning will change into laughter when the nations fall &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spirit poor &lt;br /&gt;In mercy rich &lt;br /&gt;They hunger for Your righteousness &lt;br /&gt;Their hearts refined in the purity &lt;br /&gt;Lord let me shine for them &lt;br /&gt;Lord let me sing &lt;br /&gt;Lord let me shine for them &lt;br /&gt;Lord let me sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-1768846967656033453?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/1768846967656033453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/1768846967656033453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-will-sing.html' title='I Will Sing ...'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-924126658704377442</id><published>2011-08-05T10:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T10:10:13.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Godlieness with Contentment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Godliness with contentment is great gain.&amp;nbsp;(I Tim 6:6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Why is it so hard for us to be satisfied with what we have and where we are right now ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Help us, Lord.&amp;nbsp; Teach us like You did Paul to know how to be satisfied no matter the circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-924126658704377442?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/924126658704377442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/924126658704377442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/08/godlieness-with-contentment.html' title='Godlieness with Contentment'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-7025952842354833550</id><published>2011-08-02T13:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T13:31:58.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I Be With You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Jesus spoke to my heart on the way home the other night.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't one of those clear, to-the-point things.&amp;nbsp; This time it was just a general feeling.&amp;nbsp; Yet the overall message was very clear and very reassuring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"The things you are losing need to be gone.&amp;nbsp; The things you are gaining are making you more complete in Me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm coming through a really rough couple of years.&amp;nbsp; The pain of going through this fire is intense.&amp;nbsp; But I'm coming through.&amp;nbsp; I'm not the same man I was.&amp;nbsp; And I like what I'm becoming.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I know Jesus&amp;nbsp;better and more assuredly than I ever have.&amp;nbsp; I need Him now - and I KNOW I need Him now - more than ever before.&amp;nbsp; I'm beginning to understand, experience, and live the joy of knowing what it is to be completely helpless and dependent on Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lord I pray You continue Your work in me.&amp;nbsp; Lord I pray You burn out all that is unlike You.&amp;nbsp; Lord I pray You build me up with all that is pure and true and breathe Your life into me.&amp;nbsp; And Lord I pray, can I be with You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6jCpmKcS670"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Rich Mullins - Be With You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Everybody each and all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We're gonna die eventually &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's no more or less our faults &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Than it is our destiny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So now Lord I come to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Asking only for Your grace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You know what I've put myself through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;All those empty dreams I chased &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And when my body lies in the ruins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Of the lies that nearly ruined me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Will You pick up the pieces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;That were pure and true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And breathe Your life into them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And set them free? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And when You start this world over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Again from scratch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Will You make me anew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Out of the stuff that lasts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Stuff that's purer than gold is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And clearer than glass could ever be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Can I be with You? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Can I be with You? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And everybody all and each &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;From the day that we are born &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We have to learn to walk beneath &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Those mercies by which we're drawn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And now we wrestle in the dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;With these angels that we can't see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We will move on although with scars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh Lord move inside of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And when my body lies in the ruins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Of the lies that nearly ruined me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Will You pick up the pieces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;That were pure and true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And breathe Your life into them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And set them free? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And when You blast this cosmos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To kingdom come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When those jagged-edged mountains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love are gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When the sky is crossed with the tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Of a thousand falling suns &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As they crash into the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Can I be with you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Can I be with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-7025952842354833550?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/7025952842354833550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/7025952842354833550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/08/can-i-be-with-you.html' title='Can I Be With You'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-7036179585585195399</id><published>2011-08-02T08:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T08:39:33.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Complete and Free Access to God's Kingdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"... This is the rock on which I will put together my church, a church so expansive with energy that not even the gates of hell will be able to keep it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And that's not all. You will have complete and free access to God's kingdom, keys to open any and every door: no more barriers between heaven and earth, earth and heaven. A yes on earth is yes in heaven. A no on earth is no in heaven." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Matthew 16:18-19 (The Message)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh Hallelujah, what a promise !!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Do you have ANY idea who you are in Christ?&amp;nbsp; Do you have ANY idea of the freedom and power granted and available to you through His wonderful grace and mercy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We are WAY more than forgiven.&amp;nbsp; We are the church, the Body of Christ, the manifestation of God Himself on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Why, oh why, do we stumble and struggle in darkness and disbelief?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Father in Heaven, Mighty God, Lord of all Creation, open our eyes and hearts and minds to see Your heavenly kingdom.&amp;nbsp; Show us our place in You, God.&amp;nbsp; Help us believe Your incredible, precious, and holy promises.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Make us to walk in Your love and grace and power.&amp;nbsp; Let us manifest Your presence in everything we do.&amp;nbsp; Let Your spirit flow in and through us, Lord.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Let us open every door.&amp;nbsp; Let us know You.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Touch us, Jesus.&amp;nbsp; Pour Yourself into us.&amp;nbsp; Let us rise and know You.&amp;nbsp; Let us embrace You.&amp;nbsp; Let us worship and adore You, God.&amp;nbsp; Let us live in You.&amp;nbsp; Let everything we do and say honor You and display Your character.&amp;nbsp; Let all who see us know You, Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Let us be Your church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-7036179585585195399?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/7036179585585195399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/7036179585585195399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/08/complete-and-free-access-to-gods.html' title='Complete and Free Access to God&apos;s Kingdom'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-1737003501141871666</id><published>2011-07-21T09:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T09:28:00.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rich Mullins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I didn't discover Rich Mullins until shortly after a tragic accident took his earthly life.&amp;nbsp; His music - his heart - has been a major part of my spiritual development ever since.&amp;nbsp; I've often thought, and still do, that no one could write what he wrote without knowing God intimately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Many, many times through the years I've heard&amp;nbsp;just the right&amp;nbsp;Rich Mullins song at just the right time and was ministered to in just the right way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Rich Mullins has this unique perspective.&amp;nbsp; He seems to understand the genuine, powerful struggles we all face.&amp;nbsp; Yet he also has this easy confidence in Christ that both unsettles religious establishment and encourages believers.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hmmm ...&amp;nbsp; Just like Jesus !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It happened again this morning.&amp;nbsp; I've been going through some very serious, genuine, powerful struggles these past many months.&amp;nbsp; Yet, strangely, I am so thankful for them because I have a vague idea of where Christ is taking me.&amp;nbsp; And it's good.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But even though I know Christ is working in and around me, these struggles are hard.&amp;nbsp; They are heavy.&amp;nbsp; I am weary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Then this morning I hear Rich Mullins singing "Bound to Come Some Trouble".&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Again he sees me.&amp;nbsp; Again he understands.&amp;nbsp; Again he encourages me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thank You, Jesus, for the work You do through the willing heart of my dear brother, Rich Mullins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You may have noticed that I refer to Rich Mullins in the present tense.&amp;nbsp; That's on purpose.&amp;nbsp; He's not dead.&amp;nbsp; He is alive forever more in Christ Jesus !!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q9J3w1Jeo2I"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bound to Come Some Trouble&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There's bound to come some trouble to your life &lt;br /&gt;That ain't nothing to be afraid of &lt;br /&gt;There's bound to come some trouble to your life &lt;br /&gt;But that ain't no reason to fear &lt;br /&gt;I know there's bound to come some trouble to your life &lt;br /&gt;Reach out to Jesus hold on tight &lt;br /&gt;He's been there before and He knows what it's like &lt;br /&gt;You'll find He's there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's bound to come some tears up in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;That ain't nothing to be ashamed of &lt;br /&gt;I know there's bound to come some tears up in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;That ain't no reason to fear &lt;br /&gt;I know there's bound to come some tears up in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;Reach out to Jesus hold on tight &lt;br /&gt;He's been there before and He knows what it's like &lt;br /&gt;You'll find He's there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now People say maybe things will get better &lt;br /&gt;People say maybe it won't be long &lt;br /&gt;And people say maybe you'll wake up tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;And it'll all be gone &lt;br /&gt;Well I only know that maybes just ain't enough &lt;br /&gt;When you need something to hold on &lt;br /&gt;There's only one thing that's clear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there's bound to come some trouble to your life &lt;br /&gt;But that ain't nothing to be afraid of &lt;br /&gt;I know there's bound to come some tears up in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;That ain't no reason to fear &lt;br /&gt;I know there's bound to come some trouble to your life &lt;br /&gt;Reach out to Jesus hold on tight &lt;br /&gt;He's been there before and He knows what it's like &lt;br /&gt;You'll find He's there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-1737003501141871666?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/1737003501141871666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/1737003501141871666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/07/rich-mullins.html' title='Rich Mullins'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-4617581334938425228</id><published>2011-07-06T13:51:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T09:30:59.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beggars Who've Found Bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We Christians are real people living in the real world. We suffer pain and loss just the same as anyone else. Our faith is not based on comfortable living with no difficulties. And we don’t rely on that to measure our relationship to Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Quite the opposite. We are no different than anyone else except that we have been found by Jesus. One preacher said it something like this: “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.keylife.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We Christians are beggars who have found bread telling other beggars where they can find bread, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We are not free from troubles. We are not free from loss. We are not free from tragedy. We have not been placed in a protective bubble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But we do have hope. We do have the promise of Christ that, though we may experience trouble, even crushing loss, we WILL NOT BE CONSUMED. No weapon formed against us shall prosper. There is nothing that has the power to separate us from Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Our hope is in Christ. Our peace is in Christ. Our trust is in Christ. Our very lives are in Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The temptation to be bitter is sometimes very strong and well justified. Resist it anyway. Like the martyrs past and present who displayed&amp;nbsp;joy and peace in the face of oppression and murder, let your faith, hope, and love be steadfast during the trying of your faith. Testify of the enduring provision of Christ. Encourage those who are afraid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Live a life of witness that the love of God is above all things, is greater than all things, brings us through all things.&amp;nbsp; Remember, "many are the afflictions of the righteous.&amp;nbsp; But the Lord delivers them out of them ALL."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Go to Jesus. Admit your fears and frustrations. Bare your heart and soul to Him. Ask Him again to be your God and your salvation. Ask Him to help you believe. Ask Him to show you hope and faith and love. Ask Him to provide every spiritual and physical need. Ask Him to help you trust Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And when you have done all that you can do, simply stand firm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When the enemy comes rushing in like a mighty flood, God will raise up a standard against him. You will not be consumed. You will not be forsaken. You will not be defeated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You are this very day the beloved child of God. In you He chooses to live. With you He chooses to be one. Through you He makes Himself known to a lost and dying world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;He loves you. He will never leave you. He will never forsake you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Go to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But leave your strength behind. Leave your ability to stand strong behind. Go to Him in your weakness and fear. You will find Him right there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I don’t know what’s coming. I don’t know what may yet have to be endured. But I know we are in Christ. I know we will not be defeated. It may be difficult. It may get really bad before it gets better. But it's going to get better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am absolutely confident that Christ will become more alive in us than ever before. I’m certain we will find strength and depth in Him that we never knew existed. I’m confident we will be lifted high in Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-4617581334938425228?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/4617581334938425228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/4617581334938425228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/07/beggars-whove-found-bread.html' title='Beggars Who&apos;ve Found Bread'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-1713235274009458655</id><published>2011-07-06T10:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T10:53:27.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Different Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I was asked recently what I was going to do about a certain very difficult situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I said, "Nothing. I'm going to wait on the Lord." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I wasn't being all religious or self-righteous. Nor was I hiding or running from the situation. I simply had nothing else. My only hope was and is in Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My response was met with anger, bitterness, and mockery. I was asked in very bitter tones by someone very close to me, "What kind of God do you serve?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You see the other person involved wanted an immediate solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I waited anyway. There was nothing else I could do. I've tried to fix things. I've tried to do things. But all of my doing and fixing ends up in a mess every time. This time I waited even in the face of mockery, though I was sorely tempted to respond in my own defense or to lash out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There's an old sying, "When times get tough the tough get going." The truth is when times get tough the children of God run to Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I waited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A week later Jesus spoke to my heart. Then I spoke to the situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It was good. It was broken. But it was soft. It was reassuring. It was right. It's what needed to be said, not what I wanted to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm coming to find more and more that following Jesus doesn't always go hand in hand with positive recognition from others. You don't always get an "Amen" and a pat on the back. You aren't always recognized for your patience and faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But I'm also coming to find more and more that following Jesus is the only right way. I'm finding more and more that following Jesus works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Left to our own devices we very often stray and make things worse. But this time I'm going to walk a different road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There are many very difficult challenges ahead. There is great temptation to take action, to say some things, to stand up for myself. But this time I'm going to walk a different road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I believe Jesus. He has always told me the truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The funny thing is - no the really amazing thing is - that, even though I haven't always followed Him, He still speaks to me and I still know His voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And I know when I'm not hearing His voice. I'm learning to know the difference between what I'd like to hear, or do, or say and what Jesus is actually saying and doing. I'm learning the difference between well-intentioned advice and the voice of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not going to follow the same descructive patterns of my past. No, this time I'm going to walk a different road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm going to wait on the Lord. I'm going to walk a different road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-P2awWTLmGU"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A Different Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-1713235274009458655?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/1713235274009458655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/1713235274009458655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/07/different-road.html' title='A Different Road'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-5489068197609759941</id><published>2011-07-06T09:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T09:53:21.672-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike Mains &amp; The Branches - The Drifter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A very dear and very precious friend sent me a link to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musictory.com/music/Mike+Mains+And+The+Branches/Drifter"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Drifter by Mike Mains &amp;amp; The Branches&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. Check it out:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If you're calling me a drifter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'd say you're probably right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Just trying to get to where I'm going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Even if I don't know where it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And if you're calling me a liar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, a liar is fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm so sorry to have hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'll leave you alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;PRECHORUS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Cause I've been so stuck on myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Can't seem to help anyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;CHORUS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tear me down again and build me back anew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Rid me of myself and fill me up with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Take me to the place where I once knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You were for me and not against me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And if you say I have no peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'd say you're probably right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Cause I can't seem to find it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You see I don't know what it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My God, my God, my past haunts me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;From the top of the morning to the bottom of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So sick, so sick of walking in darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh please shine your light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;PRECHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;2ND CHORUS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tell me where to run and that's where I'll go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I want so bad for once just to finally know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That I'm not above and I'm not below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The place that you want me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I've burned so many bridges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I've run out of bridges to burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I've failed so many times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm wondering if I'll ever learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's you I need, Its you I want, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's you who can complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This very world, this very life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That you've begun in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;2ND CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Create in me a new heart and make it clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A single-minded pursuit of everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That you would desire from this offering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That you call my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-5489068197609759941?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/5489068197609759941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/5489068197609759941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/07/mike-mains-branches-drifter.html' title='Mike Mains &amp; The Branches - The Drifter'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-9153729234079220187</id><published>2011-05-06T10:26:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T15:33:38.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken - Updated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 3pt 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 3pt 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #cc6600; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 17pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 3pt 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ever watch a tree and its branches sway with the wind?&amp;nbsp; It’s a beautiful sight, soothing to the soul.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I could watch it for hours on a breezy, sunny day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It truly is beautiful and wonderful and a welcome, relaxing adjustment to the stresses of life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It’s also how they survive.&amp;nbsp; Trees bend with the force of the wind and then snap back to normal when it’s over.&amp;nbsp; It keeps them from breaking.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If they were rigid or stiff they would break under the pressure, the continual pressure of the wind.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They certainly couldn’t withstand a storm.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But God created the trees and their branches to survive the constant and sometimes tremendous pressure of daily life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He made them flexible.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He made them able to bend under pressure and snap back alive and well. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;There’s beauty in that, and a lesson.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The wonder of God’s holy creation inspires appreciation and awe from all who observe it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When you realize this almost constant battle serves the higher purpose of strengthening the limbs and the tree, helping it to grow tall and strong and sure, you get a glimpse of God’s grace and provision.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s like exercise for the body.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The more exercise, the stronger the body.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And it’s like trials for our spirit and the testing of our faith.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The more trouble, the more difficulties the Lord brings us through, the stronger we become in Him; the more we are able to truthfully and powerfully testify to His love, His grace, His life, and His work in us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;Understanding that helps us endure the many difficult situations we all must go through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But sometimes the force is so strong, or so repetitive that something snaps.&amp;nbsp; Branches break.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes the whole tree breaks or is torn out of the ground.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There’s no snapping back from that any more.&amp;nbsp; There’s no return to normal any more.&amp;nbsp; There is only broken.&amp;nbsp; There is no more growth or increased strength.&amp;nbsp; There is only broken.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It can kill the tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;Have you ever been broken?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;I’ve been swaying.&amp;nbsp; I’ve been bending.&amp;nbsp; I’ve been snapping back.&amp;nbsp; For years I’ve been yielding.&amp;nbsp; I’ve sometimes willingly and sometimes unwillingly sacrificed self in honest hope and belief that I am being recreated in the image of Christ.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve clung to the faith that taking on the nature of a meek and humble servant is a good thing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;I still believe that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;And the truth is I &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;have&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; been made stronger.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;have&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; been brought through many terrible trials.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;have&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; been made stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;But right now I fear something may have broken.&amp;nbsp; I don’t see myself snapping back right now.&amp;nbsp; The renewed tenderness that usually follows a trial, that refreshing newness of life, the awareness of having overcome, survived, and grown stronger is not there.&amp;nbsp; In many ways, I couldn’t care less.&amp;nbsp; Compassion and empathy seem to have been replaced by resignation.&amp;nbsp; In place of active encouragement there is silence.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Compassion has been replaced by indifference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;I’m afraid something has broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;Like a tree or its branches, when something breaks, there is no snapping back.&amp;nbsp; There is no more growth.&amp;nbsp; There is only death.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And it’s usually a slow, lingering death as the part that isn’t broken tries desperately to maintain life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;There it is.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That’s nature.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There is no snapping back once something is broken.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;That is unless help arrives.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Healing and restoration can come from an outside source.&amp;nbsp; If someone binds up the broken branches, if someone puts it all back in place and binds it back together, then healing can occur.&amp;nbsp; Life can be restored.&amp;nbsp; Growth can continue.&amp;nbsp; There may be a scar, but the branch and the tree will live on.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And the scar will be a testimony for all to see that healing can and does occur; that we can survive the storms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;I so desperately need Jesus Christ to put things back in their proper place and bind up these wounds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I so desperately need God to heal me and restore me because I’m afraid something has broken.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;Pray for that, will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;:o(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;That’s where I was until last night.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s a tough place to be, especially for someone who has been brought through the fire many times.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s heartbreaking to see a sometimes strong spirit who is normally enthusiastic and encouraging to, instead, be silent.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There’s something absolutely wrong when someone who so freely gives love has resigned themselves to merely co-exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But last night I had a very nice, comforting time and talk with our precious Lord, Jesus Christ.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He reminded me once again that I’m not alone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I will not be left broken.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I will not be left to die a lingering death.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He will bind up my wounds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He will restore life and love to my spirit.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I will once again be made stronger because He is still with me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He has always been with me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My circumstances are still what they are.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There is still a wound, a broken place in my heart and in my spirit.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But Jesus encourages me that He will put things back where they belong.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jesus will bind up this broken heart.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jesus will heal this broken spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Like a limb that has been broken and put back together and bound.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Healing will take place even if it does take time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This will become a testimony of the love and healing of our most precious High God, Jesus Christ.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His joy will replace this emptiness.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His love will flow through me once again.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And I will testify of Him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My life will testify of Him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My Deliverer is coming!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His gift of empathy and encouragement will be restored to me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The Encourager, the Giver of Hope, the Giver of Life will resurface in my spirit and in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thank You, Jesus, for Your mercy, for Your love, for Your healing, for Your restoration, for Your spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thank You, Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 19.2pt; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language: EN;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-9153729234079220187?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/9153729234079220187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/9153729234079220187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/05/broken.html' title='Broken - Updated'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-1884824229347996188</id><published>2011-05-06T10:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T10:00:31.451-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christy Nockels</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Christy Nockels has been blessing and moving my heart for years with her incredible voice and the songs she writes and / or chooses to sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thank You, Jesus, for the blessed gift you've given this woman.&amp;nbsp; Thank You, Jesus, for preparing the way for her to share Your gift with a world thirsty for Your love, including my very own heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J3OEGnH5x8g"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Waiting Here for You (Live)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-1884824229347996188?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/1884824229347996188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/1884824229347996188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/05/christy-nockels.html' title='Christy Nockels'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-5339023976875633348</id><published>2011-05-04T14:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T14:04:18.889-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ever here of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.keylife.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Steve Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;? He's a radio preacher with an incredibly rich, deep voice and an unusual take on Christianity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I stumbled across a daily 15-minute radio broadcast of his several years ago while driving to work. I don't agree with everything he teaches. In fact I strongly disagree with some of his teachings. But I still greatly appreciate many of his insights and perspectives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Here's a good one on guilt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youthinkaboutthat.com/email_player.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You Think About That - Guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-5339023976875633348?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/5339023976875633348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/5339023976875633348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/05/guilty.html' title='Guilty'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-3047529291080745177</id><published>2011-05-04T13:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T13:43:03.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>7-Up Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;Rules from God for 2011 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;Wake Up !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;Decide to have a good day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;"Today is the day the Lord hath made; let us rejoice and be glad in it" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Psalms 118:24 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;Dress Up !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;The best way to dress up is to put on a smile. A smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;"The Lord does not look at the things man looks at. Man looks at outward appearance; but the Lord looks at the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I Samuel 16:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;Shut Up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;Say nice things and learn to listen. God gave us two ears and one mouth, so He must have meant for us to do twice as much listening as talking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;"He who guards his lips guards his soul."&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Proverbs 13:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;Stand Up!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;For what you believe in. Stand for something or you will fall for anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Let us not be weary in doing good; for at the proper time, we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. Therefore, as w e have opportunity, let us do good..." &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Galatians 6:9-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;Look Up !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;To the Lord.&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I can do everything through Christ who strengthens me."&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Philippians 4:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;Reach Up !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;For something higher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not unto your own understanding. In all your ways, acknowledge Him, And He will direct your path." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Proverbs 3:5-6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;Lift Up !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Prayers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do not worry about anything;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Instead PRAY ABOUT EVERYTHING."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Philippians 4:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Kristen ITC&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-3047529291080745177?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/3047529291080745177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/3047529291080745177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/05/7-up-rules.html' title='7-Up Rules'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-2505785181161706834</id><published>2011-04-29T09:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T11:43:26.259-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been chosen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't think I've ever done this before. I think I'll simply paste this directly from an email I received from a friend in North Dakota:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Whenever I'm disappointed with my spot in life, I stop and think about little Jamie Scott. Jamie was trying out for a part in the school play. His mother told me that he'd set his heart on being in it, though she feared he would not be chosen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;On the day the parts were awarded, I went with her to pick him up after school. Jamie rushed up to her, eyes shining with pride and excitement. "Guess what, Mom ," he shouted, and then said those words that will forever remain a lesson to me.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I've been chosen to clap and cheer."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;whether you've been chosen to lead or follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;whether acknowledged or unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;whether yours is to speak or be silent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;may you always clap and cheer !!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-2505785181161706834?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/2505785181161706834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/2505785181161706834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/04/ive-been-chosen.html' title='I&apos;ve been chosen'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-6493148637105366726</id><published>2011-04-28T11:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T11:09:57.954-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Saves !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3NgfyIzUpBY"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's a video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; of a couple I met at the mission. I'm so pleased - blessed - to see this beautiful, wonderful couple serving Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visit them every now and then. What an incredible testimony to the saving, healing, restoring power of Jesus Christ !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-6493148637105366726?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/6493148637105366726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/6493148637105366726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/04/jesus-saves.html' title='Jesus Saves !!!!'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-5245056223153654534</id><published>2011-04-28T10:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T11:01:35.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mission</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I volunteer at a local mission called "Kentucky Mission Bible Training Center" in Salyersville, Ky. It's affiliated with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.missionteens.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mission Teens, Inc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; The mission is a Christian discipleship program designed to free people from addictions and emotional problems by introducing them to Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love this mission. I love the work they do. I love those doing the work. I love those receiving the help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I pray God continues to bless this mission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I expect the majority of my posts on this blog will either have something to do with the mission or be inspired by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-5245056223153654534?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/5245056223153654534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/5245056223153654534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/04/mission.html' title='The Mission'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-3271544442816309758</id><published>2011-04-28T10:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T10:53:25.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Religion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My religion can best be summed up by the recording of an old time preacher at the end of Michael Card's song: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Poiema-Michael-Card/dp/B000005KX7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"For F.F.B."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"I have no hope, except that I beleive that Christ died for my sins, according to the scriptures. I expect to sing out into eternity on that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-3271544442816309758?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/3271544442816309758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/3271544442816309758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-religion.html' title='My Religion'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30737833.post-115219697623371022</id><published>2006-07-06T10:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:11:33.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Test Religion Post</title><content type='html'>Test Religion Post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30737833-115219697623371022?l=fatmansreligion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/115219697623371022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30737833/posts/default/115219697623371022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fatmansreligion.blogspot.com/2006/07/test-religion-post.html' title='Test Religion Post'/><author><name>Greg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056604297254067554</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
