tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55938712011-12-23T07:19:46.142-08:00Breathing is communion with God. (Alexander Schmemmann)doxaskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05698524519967120642noreply@blogger.comBlogger5371100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593871.post-86967035653524928482011-12-19T13:10:00.000-08:002011-12-19T13:10:02.770-08:00

After expressing my thoughts of "God is supposed to be enough, but He's not", my difficulty of finding a pattern to get into the Word of God again, and feeling like I have put distance (relationally) between God and I, I received the following email from a friend today: <!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-CA X-NONE X-NONE

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I have shared my new dream with a number of people, and now with whoever reads this: I am planning to go back to university, get my Bachelor of Social Work (and perhaps Masters, and perhaps another degree), get involved in the prevention/elimination/recovery aspects of human trafficking in general (child soldiers in specific). As far as I can tell, the beginning of this dream came a couple

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God can. God wants to. God doesn't. I believe God can do anything. I believe God wants to meet our needs. Yet it is obvious that He does not meet all of our needs. The question needs to be asked: Why? In the Bible, one man said, "Lord, if you are willing...". At that moment in time, He was willing. But apparently He is not always willing. Why? Why are there so many people who go without food,

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Let him who cannot do the thing he would Will to do that he can. To will is foolish Where there's no power to do. That man is wise Who, if he cannot, does not wish he could. - Leonardo da Vinci I came across this quote today. It's really got me thinking. There are many things that I wish I could do, but cannot do. I need to learn to let go of those things, that I might put my energy into doing

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I love those moments when something random happens and I have no doubt that it is God reaching out to me where I'm at. Tonight it was a tiny bubble that had escaped the dishwater and was floating along way past the time it should have been. It was like a sign of love and playfulness - a romantic gesture that only He and I would understand. I am my Beloved's and He is mine. I love those moments

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I've been trying to think of something to write for the last couple hours. I've been keeping myself awake until I get something posted. I haven't been able to come up with much, but here is a short "journey through my mind": I hate how quickly and easily I get addicted to things. I stopped playing games on facebook because I spent way too many hours playing them. My 8 year old niece invited me to

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The last song we sang at church yesterday was Shine Jesus Shine. It has been a long time since I've heard/sung that one! I think it had been for a lot of people. There was a different atmosphere while we were singing, as if we were all transported back in time when we did not have the burdens/stresses/heaviness we feel now. Part of the lyrics say "shine on me". I couldn't sing those lyrics when

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I am humbled to the point of feeling like I'm going to melt into the floor. The fact that God uses me just as I am completely overwhelms me. The random comments people make about recognizing Christ in me boggles my mind, but also makes me so grateful. I'm beginning to understand - it's not me, but Christ who lives in me. And through this, how much more am I drawn to the Father, straining to hear

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I checked my voicemail when I got home today, and had a message from somebody at my church. She asked if I was going to the Tenebrae service tomorrow night and if I was if I would be interested in helping serve Communion.I love the sacrament of Communion. I am humbled by the very word. It became more meaningful to me while I was going to Bible College. I remember one year, probably my 3rd

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I sit here in the peaceful silence; just a few clocks ticking and a few vehicles driving by on the streets below. It is strange sitting here like this, knowing the disaster that has fallen upon Haiti. Thousands are dead, and thousands injured. I have seen coverage of it on the news, and it has moved me, but I did not really grasp the intensity of it until I thought of how the same tragedy

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I came here and started writing a dialogue, except that one side of the conversation was not written, only implied. It was very strange to have that come to me the way it did. I have saved it, in case one day I know what to do with it, but for now...well, here I am, finally writing something after 3.5 months of absence.I noticed last week, in the midst of my own excitement, that many others

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While watching the movie "Facing the Giants" a few days ago, I was once again inspired to really dig into the Bible. I want to be so familiar with God's Word that I am able to discuss and work through everyday life with biblical stories and ideas constantly coming to mind as I do so. I have started to get into 1 Kings, and am excited to read more and more.

doxaskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05698524519967120642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593871.post-7978059817773945672009-04-19T20:07:00.003-07:002009-04-19T20:56:54.086-07:00

As I was driving down South Fraser Way, honking the horn, with a Canucks flag waving out my window...celebrating this wonderful 3-0 lead in the series...I was also listening to Praise 106.5 FM. Being in a long line of traffic, celebrating the Canucks with the rest of the city, and worshiping God, I began thinking about Palm Sunday and about the Second Coming. I have had Philippians 2:10-11 on

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I was going to write about my re-discovered love for the library, but I'm not sure where to go with it. So I will leave it at the fact that the 2 most recent books I have borrowed from the library are "Patrick" by Stephen Lawhead and "The Alchemist" by Paulo Coelho.Instead, I will write briefly about charities and my limited finances. I am continually surprised by how many phone calls and

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For the last month I have had stuff to write about, but haven't felt like writing. Now that I want to write, I can't think of what to write about. Maybe I'll try again later...

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Think carefully about what you will be reading...Mary had a little Lamb,It's fleece was white as snow.And everywhere that Mary went,The Lamb was sure to go.It followed her to school each day,It was against the rules.It made the children laugh and play,To have a Lamb at school.And then the rules all changed one day,

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I like Shreddies and all, but give me a break...THEY ARE THE SAME!!!!!!Now, if they added some kind of sugar coating to make the "diamond" ones appear to sparkle, that would be a different story.

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I want to make something...build something...anything. When we put our bookcase together last year, something hit home with me. It hit me again tonight when I was opening the TV remote. Using a screwdriver, a hammer, screws, nails, boards...it all just felt so right in my hands. I have been wanting to buy a dresser for a while now. Tonight I thought about attempting to make my own. I think

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2008: In The BeginningWhere did you bring in the New Year?: Cedar Grove Baptist Church in Surrey.Who were you with?: Rachel, sort of Lisa and Dave, and a lot of people I don't know.Did you kiss anyone at midnight and who?: Nope.Did you make any resolutions?: No.2008: Your Love LifeDid you break up with anyone?: No.Did you get anything for Valentine's day?: Nope.Did you meet anyone special?:

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My mom and I went to my grandma's yesterday for our bi-weekly visit. These visits always consist of playing Scrabble and Saskatchewan Rummy, but other than that they can vary. Yesterday we ended up playing Blackjack as well. Little things (like turning the first card face-up) were really getting to us in a good way. One of the best quotes of the day was by my grandma when she answered the

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I love my grandma. She will be 85 tomorrow, but we celebrated her birthday today. It is getting harder and harder to visit her because she is feeling the effects of old age in both her physical health and her mental health. We still have normal conversations and we still play card games and Scrabble, but she is starting to really struggle with these things she has done her whole life. It is

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I swiped out for the last time today. I turned in my card, my key, and my stamp, hugged co-workers goodbye, and walked out. I have no regrets in taking the job at EV and I have no regrets in leaving it. I met some wonderful people who I will miss seeing on a regular basis, but I know I will see some of them outside of work still. As I was driving towards the main road, I had one somewhat sad

doxaskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05698524519967120642noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593871.post-6512029430202846112008-09-04T10:31:00.004-07:002008-09-04T10:46:19.197-07:00

What is it with this show? I can sit and watch it for hours. It's more addicting than facebook! Even if it's episodes I've seen recently I will still sit there and watch it. If there was channel CSI, I would likely be a subscriber. For the amount that I watch it, I can't believe I still have a lot of episodes to watch. Maybe one day I will invest in buying the series. I know most of the

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I want to update, but I don't know what to write, so I leave you with this:I have a headache.I want a McFlurry.I need a job.I am excited about Vegas.I want more, yet I am content.Well, there's a 1/2 hour left before I check out the new 90210. Just enough time to go get that McFlurry...

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I need to vent, but I don't know how. There's so much going on, yet there's nothing going on. I want to throw things, I want to scream, I want it all to be over, I want to cry, I want to let go, I want to hold on. I'm angry, I'm sad, I'm scared, I'm confused. I feel like I have so much bottled up inside of me that I just can't let out. It's like it (whatever "it" is) is so deeply rooted that

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You're...My friend,My companion,Through good times and bad,My friend, My buddy,Through happy and sad, Beside me you stand,Beside me you walk,You're there to listen,You're there to talk, With happiness,With smiles,With pain and tears,I know you'll be there, throughout the years!

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Everlasting God (by Lincoln Brewster)Strength will rise as we wait upon the LordWait upon the Lord We will wait upon the LordStrength will rise as we wait upon the Lord Wait upon the Lord We will wait upon the Lord Our God You reign forever Our Hope our strong DelivererYou are the everlasting GodThe everlasting GodYou do not faintYou won't grow wearyYou're the defender of the weakYou comfort

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Why is this word popping up every which way I turn? Books, movies, radio, conferences.... It's driving me crazy!"He has shown all you people what is good. And What does the LORD require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God." Micah 6:8 TNIV

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25On one occasion an expert in the law stood up to test Jesus. "Teacher," he asked, "what must I do to inherit eternal life?" 26"What is written in the Law?" he replied. "How do you read it?" 27He answered: " 'Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind'; and, 'Love your neighbor as yourself.'" 28"You have answered correctly,

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The Christmas SongAway In A Manger

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How can you turn away from the most important person/thing in your life?How can you stand by and do nothing when you see your friends, your family, your co-workers are hurting themselves and those around them?How can you remain silent when there is so much to say?How can you sit there and do nothing when there is so much to be done?What, are you scared?You don't think one person can make a

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Although I subconciously knew this before, I came to realize over this past week that I do not express myself very often. So many times I will think things or feel things, but until someone else says what they are thinking or feeling, it rarely crosses my mind to do the same. For example, if someone does something different with their hair (cut or style or whatever), I will see it, think to

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Louise Redden, a poorly dressed lady with a look of defeat on her face, walked into a grocery store. She approached the owner of the store in a most humble manner and asked if he would let her charge a few groceries. She softly explained that her husband was very ill and unable to work, they had seven children and they needed food. John Longhouse, the grocer, scoffed at her and

doxaskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05698524519967120642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593871.post-11742768962281481592007-09-19T14:25:00.000-07:002007-09-19T14:49:37.461-07:00

I took this picture from our patio. I love the changing leaves of fall.

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??? EXODUS 10 ???I was reading Exodus 10 yesterday and a few things stood out to me:I had the usual question(s) concerning the phrase "God hardened Pharaoh's heart". Did God actually harden Pharaoh's heart or did he just allow Pharaoh to continue in his mindset of saying "no" to Moses and Aaron? Why would God harden Pharaoh's heart? Exodus 10:1-2 says: Then the LORD said to Moses, "Go to Pharaoh,

doxaskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05698524519967120642noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593871.post-90212935750365517712007-07-17T22:11:00.000-07:002007-07-17T22:55:29.784-07:00

A co-worker was reading the paper. She read about the $660 million settlement for child sexual abuse in the Catholic Church. Knowing I'm a Christian, she turned to me and asked, "Is this true? How can this be?" I tried to explain sin and depravity (without using those terms). She said, "But this is supposed to be a holy place." All I could say was "Ya...".While I know that "The earth is the

doxaskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05698524519967120642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593871.post-32142896799112906282007-07-02T18:41:00.000-07:002007-07-02T18:51:49.933-07:00

A guy from work took this picture on his road trip to the States last month. Words escape me...

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Here's a sample:http://www.justforlaughs.ca/videos/show/418-cornemuse-au-t-l-phone-bagpipe-on-the-phone

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I falter in my relationship with Christ. I do not speak with Him as I do with a friend.I tell Him things, sharing pieces of my heart with Him,but I do not speak with Him as I would a friend.I do not listen to Him as I do a friend.I hear a few things in passing, but I do not listen to His advice, His wisdom, His heart as I would a friend.I do not take time for Him as I do a friend.I do not talk

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He loves us. He pursues us. He gave and continues to give His all for us. He takes time to listen to us. He provides for us. He understands us. He knows us. He gives us dreams. He shares His heart with us. He never gives up on us. He desires a relationship with us. He talks to us.He is mysterious. He is just. He is merciful. He is strong. He is gentle. He is courageous. He is bold. He is humble.

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The Indy 500.Zu Chongzhi (429-500 AD) was a prominent Chinese mathematician and astronomer during the Liu Song and Southern Qi Dynasties.$500 to spend, save, or give away.500 years50 x 10 = 500facebook group: After 500 people join i rohit sirohia will quit smoking....Festival 500500 Card Game500 Miles - The Proclaimers

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“As you do not know the path of the wind, or how the body is formed in a mother's womb, so you cannot understand the work of God, the Maker of all things.”- Ecclesiastes 11:5This verse stirs up two emotions in me: depression and hope. Depression because I "cannot understand". Hope because God is bigger than my understanding, bigger than what I see. This reminds me of another verse, which has come

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I have been spending time staring up at the stars the last 3 nights. It was a bit cloudy on Tuesday night, but the clouds were moving by so quickly that it didn't bother me. In fact, I saw beauty in the clouds and I became intrigued with them: why some are wispy, some are white and fluffy, some are dark, some are big, some are small. And the trees, they looked kind of fake against the night sky.

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A real life story!!(Obviously, not mine!)So, we had this great 10 year old cat named Jack who just recently died.Jack was a great cat and the kids would carry him around and sit on him and nothing ever bothered him. He used to hang out and nap all day long on this mat in our bathroom.Well, we have 3 kids and at the time of this story they were 4 years old, 3 years old and 1 year old. The

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God, do you realize that both last time and this time my time in Eston is less than a week? Why is it that You are taking me through these crazy emotional and spiritual rollercoasters that are usually spread out over a whole semester or a whole year, and yet are compacting them into these few days? The reuniting of old friends, meeting new people, laughing, crying, being ridiculously bored,

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As I was watching American Idol tonight, they showed the 8 remaining contestants sitting at the feet of Jennifer Lopez who was their mentor for the week. Seeing that stirred in my heart the desire to sit at the feet of Jesus, or at least one of His disciples (from ages past or present), and just glean all I can from the words, character, and heart of the one who is teaching.I am so thankful that

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In my recent study on the gift of mercy, I came across a couple quotes from that I would like to share with you because they have spoken much to me.If ours were a society in which everyone showed other people kindness, then to say, "Blessed are the kind" would seem like too big a blessing for too small a virtue. But in a society like ours, where self-interest, rudeness and insensitivity

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As I have been driving to and from work or wherever, I have had the same cd playing. Actually, between home and work I end up listening to the same 2 songs ("Did You Feel the Mountains Tremble" and "Salvation"). I had been listening to the cd for a while, but one night I was caught off guard and these 2 songs became songs of intercession for this city and this world.The lyrics for "Salvation"

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I got this as a forward in an email:Touching...& trueGuess our national leaders didn't expect this, hmm?On Thursday, Darrell Scott, the father of Rachel Scott, a victim of the Columbine High School shootings in Littleton, Colorado, was invited to address the House Judiciary Committee's subcommittee What he said to our national leaders during this special session of Congress was painfully truthful

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Πάτερ ἡμῶν ὁ ἐν τοῖς οὐρανοῖς·ἁγιασθήτω τὸ ὄνομά σου·ἐλθέτω ἡ βασιλεία σου·γενηθήτω τὸ θέλημά σου, ὡς ἐν οὐρανῷ καὶ ἐπὶ γῆς·τὸν ἄρτον ἡμῶν τὸν ἐπιούσιον δὸς ἡμῖν σήμερον·καὶ ἄφες ἡμῖν τὰ ὀφειλήματα ἡμῶν,ὡς καὶ ἡμεῖς ἀφίεμεν τοῖς ὀφειλέταις ἡμῶν·καὶ μὴ εἰσενέγκῃς ἡμᾶς εἰς πειρασμόν,ἀλλὰ ῥῦσαι ἡμᾶς ἀπὸ του πονηροῦ.Κύριε ἐλέησον, Χριστὲ ἐλέησον, Κύριε ἐλέησον.

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I was reading some posts from around this time last year, and I see that God is still urging me in the same direction: seeking Him and doing Street Ministry....sometimes looking back might not be so good...that's enough for now...

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I've got to get out of this house! I'm going nuts! I'm sure God's trying to teach me something while I'm here, but what that is I do not know. I need out, but how and with who?God, please help me to hear you!

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I have been brought to tears twice today because I want to have my own home to bring people in off the streets, but I can't afford to do so. I am aching inside...

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One of the last things mentioned on the news tonight was that some companies put together $400,000 so the fireworks in Vancouver - "Celebration of Light" - can be put on again this year.My first thought was, "Oh sure, they keep talking about the homeless in Vancouver, but now they're spending $400,000 on fireworks instead of helping the homeless." But immediately my thoughts changed - perhaps

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I am excited; I am terrified; I am anxious; I am waiting, watching, praying...God, what are you doing???

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I love how the Spirit teaches the same lessons to so many people, in so many different places, in such a variety of ways! These days He is teaching us that we need to take time (separate ourselves) and listen to His voice. There are times to go, there are times to fight, and there are times to be still and listen. Who will answer His call? Who will take the time to focus on Him? Who will seek His

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"Humility is not thinking less of yourself, but thinking of yourself less."

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I don't talk very much. This is one of the things that people point out to me time and time again. Why don't I talk very much? Part of it is because I can't think of anything to say (I think I try too hard sometimes...haha). Part of it is because I am scared of sounding stupid. Part of it is because I like to listen to other people (I like to get to know people and I like to learn). Part of

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I have a hard time saying sorry. Saying sorry means I have done something wrong and that I actually have to admit it to someone. I think saying sorry is an aspect of vulnerability as well. This morning I apologized to my mom for my bad attitude yesterday. Well, for getting mad for no apparent reason anyways. The rest of my bad attitude is something that doesn't really affect my family because I

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Saying goodbye to those we love is one of the hardest things in the world. So hard that we find ourselves asking, "Is it really better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all?" But we know that it is true, and we wait anxiously to be able to see our loved ones again.I am off to Vancouver for a couple days. I'm glad the weather cleared up, though I won't mind if it rains again...I

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I was thinking about two of my friends today who allowed me the honor of attending their wedding on August 6, 2005. As often happens when I think of the weddings I have attended, I began to pray for the couple.When we attend a (Chrisitan) wedding, we witness a couple's commitment to God and to one another, and as witnesses we accept the responsibility of keeping the couple in our prayers,

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"You have made us for yourself, oh Lord, and our hearts will not rest until they rest in you." - Augustine

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I believe my dear old roomie had that as her msn name once. It's the most fitting phrase that came to mind when I heard the news: my sister-in-law is pregnant again! Niece number two or nephew number one will arrive around October. So many more thoughts, but not to be posted on here.

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Green painter's tape, paint, and ladders...this is how I have spent much of my time the past four Februarys, so why stop now? My dad repainted one of the walls in our living room and is adding a wooden valance to it this week. I was very quickly and easily reminded of my time in Eston. Four Februarys of Sr. High prep - hard work that made some wonderful memories of late-night painting and

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A nice dinner, good conversation, an enjoyable movie, and possibly an evening walk / star gazing with someone I love and trust sounds good right about now.I want to write about other stuff too, but I'm too tired and I want to watch the game.

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Okay, I don't know why I love these last names so much. One reason I can think of is that where both of these families are concerned I have met a lot of them (grandparents, parents, children, grandchildren) in the last 4 or 5 years and every one of them is amazing! Some I have interacted with on only one occasion, others on a fairly regualr basis, and still others who have reached into the

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The sinner who feels within himself a total deprivation of all that is holy, pure, and solemn because of sin, the sinner who in his own eyes is in utter darkness, severed from the hope of salvation, from the light of life, and from the communion of saints, is himself the friend whom Jesus invited to dinner, the one who was asked to come out from behind the hedges, the one asked to be a partner in

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What Famous Leader Are You?personality tests by similarminds.com

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To all present and future teachers:Do not so quickly shrug off this excuse as a lie, for while my dog did not eat my homework (oh right! we didn't have a dog while I was in school), she has managed to (among other things) chew the strap off sandals, chew through my slippers, hold captive many a carebear between her jaws, destroy a pen, demolish a pencil, and...eat my journal! Thankfully it was

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It is a beautiful sunny day! While I love the rain, it is so nice to see the sun shining so brightly! And to be able to drive with the sunroof open and the windows down, with the wind blowing on my face and throughout the car...absolutely wonderful!I am finally learning to live one day at a time, which I'm finding is allowing me to do the things I want to do. Before this I kept thinking about

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Why on earth would they make such a ridiculous law?!?!(My other site has finally been updated again).

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I have been wanting to post for a while. I have even come to stare at this blank white box on numerous occasions, but have gone no further. I'm still not entirely sure what to write right now either.On a few occasions I have written about my heart for doing street ministry. I am not capable of doing the kind of street ministry I am thinking of. This is good though because it makes me aware of

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My grandma (and others) are often saying that the Lord must be returning soon because of the way things are going on in the world. But I really wonder if things are worse now than they were before. I mean, when your read the Bible there are so many terrible things that happen. I think it might seem worse as time goes on because we are able to see and hear about what is happening in more parts

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I am so sad. I have lost my internship project that I worked on over an eight-month period. I forgot to keep up with the email account I had saved it on. Hopefully I can still get a copy of it from the college.

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"I don't want to open anymore presents." -my niece, Age 3.

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I really do like my job (and I really don't have a life...haha). I worked until 7am this morning and was supposed to begin my weekend, but they asked me if I could work from 3-10pm, so I said I would. I clocked out at 10pm, but I stayed and worked until 11:30pm.Ugh...there's one of those paid advertising programs on TV right now. The product itself is probably good, but the reactions of the "

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House dust A sample of house dust and hairDust in homes, offices, and other human environments is mainly generated by the inhabitants, and mainly from their skin cells that slough off. Some atmospheric dust from the outdoors is also present. On average, approximately 6 mg/m2/day[1] of house dust is formed in private households, depending primarily on the amount of time spent at home. "Dust

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I had a 6 hour nap yesterday instead of a 2 hour nap, so I woke up at 10pm last night and have not been able to sleep since. I felt like going for a drive, so I went to the Nativity display in town here and just stood in front of it. I think it was around 2:30am. There was a guy sitting on a bench there looking at the display as well. He said he just got off work and he likes to stop there on

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Today is a movie day. I began by renting 4 movies: "The DaVinci Code", "The Lake House", "Stick It", and "An Unfinished Life". I finished my shopping by buying 6 movies: "Shrek 2", "Spider-Man 2", "The Passion of the Christ", and "The Matrix" trilogy.And now I begin to watch...

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I just want to say thank you to everyone who has ever prayed for me. Some of you I know, some I do not, but either way your prayers have impacted my life greatly, so thank you.

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Yesterday I woke up with a tiny bite on my hand. This morning I woke up with one just under my left eye. The one on my hand is gone, but the one by my eye is itchy! My mom thinks it might be spider bites, though none of us have seen any spiders here.Whenever I've looked at my mom the last couple days I notice how her face and skin still look relatively young. I'm not sure why, but it makes me

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Today I put my hoodie on and ended up being frightened as all went dark: the hood covered my face. This was the first (and hopefully the last) time I put my hoodie on backwards.Allergies...need I say more?!What is it about the glowing flames of candles that captivates, calms, and frees me to think? I am scared to think right now.

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I received the following forward that I think fits well with my last post:Beautifully stated... As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend.

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I am afraid my life is heading in a direction I will all too soon regret, if I do not already. I mean, my job is good: I enjoy it (for the most part), I like the people I work with (for the most part), and I make enough money to pay my bills and stuff and have some left over for myself. However, my relationship with my family (immediate and extended) does not seem like a relationship at all. I

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I learned so much during my time in Saskatchewan. One of those things was "how to drive in the snow". Yes, we have had record-breaking weather out here in the Fraser Valley. I chuckle though because they have closed all of the schools out here because of a foot or two of snow and some strong winds, while my prairie friends have had to go to school in much worse weather. I suppose that it's

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I am so thankful that it is Friday. Last night was my first night back to work after my days off. Thursday nights are always busy, but they get even busier as it gets closer to holidays. Seeing as Christmas is coming in 31 days it is getting crazy busy! Working 10 hour shifts and only taking a 10 minute break when we force each other to is normal. I feel bad for the warehouse supervisors

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Please pray for my mom. She is in so much pain. She is 61 and has been in pain for 36 years, but it is getting so much worse. It is mostly her back, but she hurts everywhere. Her greatest fear is being useless and she is afraid that she is on getting close to being just that. Please, please pray.

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Find a way to bless someone today.Some ideas:give someone a hugdo the dishestalk to someonefinanciallymake a phone callsend an emailwrite (and send) a lettertake someone out for coffee or a mealapologize if you've done something wrongsmilelisten to someonetell someone about Jesus Christvisit someonevolunteerprayDon't let the list end there...add more in the comments if you desire, but find a way

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Use words wisely; a single word could mean the difference between life and death for a person. The same goes for your actions: if you get the sense that you should go over and talk to someone, do it! You may not know why you're going over to them, but your very presence or the words you speak could change the course of a person's life forever.Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is

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In Flander's FieldsIn Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row,That mark our place; and in the skyThe larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below.We are the Dead. Short days agoWe lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,Loved and were loved, and now we lie,In Flanders fields.Take up our quarrel with the foe:To you from failing hands we throwThe torch; be

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Footprints in the Sand One night a man had a dream. He dreamedhe was walking along the beach with the LORD.Across the sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand: one belonging to him, and the other to the LORD.When the last scene of his life flashed before him,he looked back at the footprints in the sand.He noticed that many times along the path

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Praise You In This StormI was sure by nowThat You would have reached downAnd wiped our tears awayStepped in and saved the dayBut once again, I say "Amen", and it's still rainingAs the thunder rollsI barely hear You whisper through the rain"I'm with you"And as Your mercy fallsI raise my hands and praise the God who givesAnd takes awayI'll praise You in this stormAnd I will lift my handsFor You are

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I received a couple forwards I wanted to share with you. They are below.

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Before U were thought of or time had begun,God stuck U in the name of His Son.And each time U pray, you'll see it's true,You can't spell out JesUs and not include U.You're a pretty big part of His wonderful name,For U, He was born; that's why He came.And His great love for U is the reason He died.It even takes U to spell crUcifiedIsn't it thrilling and splendidly grandHe rose from the dead, with

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