<?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-12430875999162040</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:05:28.248-05:00</updated><category term='bible'/><category term='Inspiration'/><category term='Christian'/><category term='humor'/><title type='text'>Grace Like Rain</title><subtitle type='html'>A place to find articles and post on Christian Living, Inspiring Stories, Christian Music and Movie Reviews, and much more.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</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>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-2076771785566822552</id><published>2007-10-15T04:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T04:26:23.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Improve Your Personal Bible Study</title><content type='html'>How to Improve Your Personal Bible Study &lt;br /&gt;by Dr. Ralph F. Wilson&lt;br /&gt;Author of the JesusWalk® Bible Study Series (www.jesuswalk.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every sincere Christian wants to have a more meaningful personal Bible study, to understand the Bible better. While learning the Bible is the joyful task of a lifetime, I'd like to offer several suggestions that can enrich your Bible studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bible Reading vs. Bible Study&lt;br /&gt;First, recognize that Bible reading and Bible study are both important, but different. In order to grow, you need to read the Bible every day as part of your time with God -- your devotions or Quiet Time. During this daily time with God I recommend prayer, wide Bible reading, praise, thanksgiving, confession, and meditation -- these are ways to reach out to God with your spirit. Bible reading is one way of letting God refresh your spirit and speak to your mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really want to learn the Bible, I recommend that you read broadly rather than narrowly. A one-verse devotional may be quick, but it won't really help you understand the Bible. I try each morning to read one chapter from the Old Testament, one chapter from Psalms or Proverbs, and one chapter from the New Testament. If I'm consistent, this will get me through the Old Testament once each year and the New Testament twice. That's an example of broad reading and takes five to 10 minutes a day -- 15 minutes if the day's chapters are long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Bible reading as part of your daily devotions should be separate from your times of Bible study. Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blocks of Time for In-Depth Bible Study&lt;br /&gt;Bible study, as opposed to reading, concentrates on a single topic, Bible character, or book of the Bible for closer study. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, right now in the New Testament I'm reading the Epistle to the Hebrews. I'm realizing that though I've read it many times, I need to dig in and figure out what it's really saying. That's where Bible study comes in. Bible study takes a longer block of uninterrupted time. Perhaps you'll set aside 30 to 45 minutes on Tuesday and Thursday nights for in-depth Bible study, or an hour on Saturday mornings before the family is up -- or perhaps longer. Blocks of time are important to Bible study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to Ask Questions&lt;br /&gt;The real key to Bible study is being inquisitive, learning to ask questions of the text. First, read the passage. Then be a detective; look for clues. What's going on? What stands out to you? What don't you understand? Look for anomalies -- things that you might not expect to find here. Consider, for example, the familiar dialog between Jesus and Nicodemus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    1 "Now there was a man of the Pharisees named Nicodemus, a member of the Jewish ruling council. 2 He came to Jesus at night and said, 'Rabbi, we know you are a teacher who has come from God. For no one could perform the miraculous signs you are doing if God were not with him.' &lt;br /&gt;    3 In reply Jesus declared, 'I tell you the truth, no one can see the kingdom of God unless he is born again.' &lt;br /&gt;    4 'How can a man be born when he is old?' Nicodemus asked. 'Surely he cannot enter a second time into his mother's womb to be born!' &lt;br /&gt;    5 Jesus answered, 'I tell you the truth, no one can enter the kingdom of God unless he is born of water and the Spirit. 6 Flesh gives birth to flesh, but the Spirit gives birth to spirit. 7 You should not be surprised at my saying, "You must be born again." 8 The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit.'" (John 3:1-8, NIV) &lt;br /&gt;Several questions occur to me as I read this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does this incident take place? &lt;br /&gt;What did members of the Pharisee party typically believe? How were they viewed in society? &lt;br /&gt;What does it mean that Nicodemus is a member of the "Jewish ruling council" or Sanhedrin? What does this tell me about him? &lt;br /&gt;Why did he come by night? &lt;br /&gt;Why does Jesus respond as he does to Nicodemus' introductory remarks in verse 2? Isn't Jesus a bit abrupt or rude in verse 3? &lt;br /&gt;Is Nicodemus' response in verse 4 mocking or is it a sincere question? &lt;br /&gt;What does "born of water" mean in verse 6? What does "born of the Spirit" mean? What does "born again" mean in verse 3? &lt;br /&gt;What does the wind analogy in verse 8 teach us about the Holy Spirit? &lt;br /&gt;You get the idea. Your questions of this passage might be different than mine, but that's okay. There are no right or wrong questions. But questions are vital, since they provide direction to where you're going in your Bible study. Give yourself freedom to follow some "rabbit trails," to explore one theme and then another as you get acquainted with a passage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions will vary depending on the passage you're studying, but here are some typical questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wrote or said this? &lt;br /&gt;When was it written or said? &lt;br /&gt;Where did this happen? &lt;br /&gt;To whom was it written or said? &lt;br /&gt;What circumstance or event prompted this incident or teaching? &lt;br /&gt;Why did the person act as he did? Or say what he said? &lt;br /&gt;How can I apply or emulate or obey what I learn in this passage? &lt;br /&gt;You'll be able to think of more questions. The key is to develop a questioning mind,  and you'll learn. You won't find answers to all your questions, of course, but over time many will be answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Notes on What You Learn&lt;br /&gt;One main difference between reading and studying is writing down what you learn. This isn't just so you'll remember it later. The very act of writing requires you to formulate your thoughts clearly. Writing forces you to recognize fuzzy thinking for what it is and push beyond it. Write down what you're learning because it helps you understand it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend that you begin a notebook in which to record your observations or research. Forty years ago I began taking notes on 8-1/2" x 11" binder paper. In the left margin I would record the date. In the top right corner I would record the book, chapter, and verses of the passage I was studying. This made it easy to file my notes in scripture order. I began with a single 3-ring binder, but now my binders fill a five-foot bookshelf and beyond. I look back at some of my early insights and am reminded of how the Holy Spirit has taught me over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start small, but take notes in a way that can be expanded easily. Another approach is to get a bound book that you can take notes in -- a kind of journal. (I've tried that, too.) Journaling has great value, but a bound notebook that contains many topics is difficult to organize or index in such a way that you can find your notes on a particular verse in the future. That's why I really like the binder paper approach. You could also take notes on a computer, naming the files in such a way that you can find them again or search an entire folder for a word or phrase. It's probably a good idea to print out your notes when you're finished and file them, however, since computer files have a way of getting lost after a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad I began the habit of note-taking with my Bible study. Now when I study a passage again, I know what I learned the last time I studied it and what I need to explore next. For Bible teachers, small group leaders, and preachers, such a notebook of previous studies becomes especially valuable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a Good Translation&lt;br /&gt;One of the keys to learning the Bible is to get a good translation. You know, of course, that the Bible wasn't written in English, but in Hebrew (and a bit of Aramaic) in the Old Testament and Greek in the New Testament. A translation tries to render the original language into clear, accurate English. There are two types of translations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literal word-for-word translation. This makes for accuracy, but can be pretty wooden to read out loud. A good example of this type is the New American Standard Bible. &lt;br /&gt;Dynamic thought-for-thought correspondence. Here the translator takes a thought in the original language and tries to translate it into the same concept in good English, without being tied to the exact words in the original. A good example of this might be Today's English Version (TEV).&lt;br /&gt;The best study Bible contains a balance of both. You want a careful, accurate translation, but one that reads easily and clearly for family devotions or public worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another issue is the underlying Greek and Hebrew text. The KJV translators worked with the best texts available to them in 1611, but in the last 150 years we have gained a much more accurate understanding of what the original text must have been. Nearly all modern translations are enriched by the translators working from the most accurate Greek and Hebrew texts possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the most popular English translations. Your church or tradition may have a particular preference, but any one of these might be a good choice for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The King James Version (KJV, 1611) is, of course, the granddaddy of our English Bibles. For its day it was a very accurate translation and is still used in many congregations today. In 1984, the New King James Version (NKJV) was published as a whole Bible by Thomas Nelson. Translators modernized the language of archaic words substantially and removed most of the "thee's and thou's," through the original language basis remained the same as the KJV of 1611. For churches with a strong King James tradition, the NKJV is a popular alternative. &lt;br /&gt;The New International Version (NIV) was first translated as a whole Bible by evangelical scholars in 1973, with revisions in 1983 and 1988. It is an excellent balance between readability and accuracy of translation. For years it has been the most popular newer translation in the United States, especially among evangelical churches. &lt;br /&gt;New American Standard Bible (NASB or NASV), translated by the Lockman Foundation, was published in the whole Bible in 1971 and revised in 1977. Its big strength is its consistency in literally translating words and tenses. It is known as a very accurate translation, though perhaps not as easy to read aloud as some others. &lt;br /&gt;New Revised Standard Version (NRSV, 1989) and its predecessor the Revised Standard Version (RSV, 1952) are careful translations in the King James tradition. Several Protestant denominations prefer the NRSV. It is both accurate and readable.&lt;br /&gt;Of course there are many other modern translations, many of them good for serious Bible study, too numerous to list here. The original Living Bible and The Message are not translations, but paraphrases. They can be refreshing to read but aren't good Bibles for careful study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to Use a Study Bible&lt;br /&gt;After you've decided what translation to use, I encourage you to purchase a study Bible, since it will contain a number of tools in one volume that can help you dig deeper. Nearly every Bible publisher offers a study Bible. Your local Christian bookstore can help you figure out which one is right for you. Here are some of the features that you'll come to appreciate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross References. In a column next to the text, a study Bible lists several other verses with a similar idea or theme. For example, for "Nicodemus" in John 3:1, my Bible refers me to John 7:50 and 19:39 where he appears again. For "Rabbi" in verse 2, the cross references send me to Matthew 23:7 which has nine more references on this topic that I can explore. These cross references won't be comprehensive, but will point out the main passages that discuss this idea. &lt;br /&gt;Bible Book Introductions. It's important to know something about the author, date, themes, circumstances, and intended audience of the Bible book or letter you're studying. In most study Bibles you'll find one to three pages of introductory comments for each book with a brief outline. &lt;br /&gt;Study Notes or Annotations. Study Bibles have footnotes at the bottom of the page to help explain some of the more obscure ideas you'll run across -- a kind of mini-commentary. Remember, these aren't part of the Bible itself, but can often point you in the right direction in your study. These notes are usually indexed for easy reference. &lt;br /&gt;Concordance. You've had a verse on the tip of your tongue, but don't know exactly where it is. A concordance helps you find a Bible passage if you can think of a key word or two that the verse contains. A concordance can also help you find other verses that teach a concept or use a word found in the passage you're studying. &lt;br /&gt;Topical Index. In addition to a concordance, some study Bibles have a separate topical index that helps you find scripture references on a particular topic. &lt;br /&gt;Maps. Part of understanding what's happening in narrative passages of Scripture is learning the geography, the location of cities, battles, mountains, valleys, enemies, etc. &lt;br /&gt;Other features you may find include articles on various topics, a brief Bible dictionary, outlines of topics and Bible books, index of place names, time lines, and so on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specialized Tools for the Next Step&lt;br /&gt;Obtaining a study Bible is the place to begin. But as your Bible studies increase, you may want to invest in some more specialized books. Some to explore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bible Handbook. Provides a great deal of information about each book of the Bible, life in Bible times, history of the English Bible, etc. &lt;br /&gt;Bible Dictionary. Brief articles on each significant subject, word, and person in the Old and New Testaments. You'll often find helpful summaries of Bible teaching. &lt;br /&gt;Bible Concordance. While study Bibles provide an abridged concordance, you can find an unabridged concordance that helps you find every occurrence of a particular word in the Bible. The best-known of these is Strong's Concordance (based on the KJV) which identifies each Greek and Hebrew word, and gives it a brief definition and a number. Now concordances are available for the NIV and NASB containing Strong's numbering system. &lt;br /&gt;Bible Commentary. Bible commentaries provide an overview and running explanation of each book of the Bible. A good place to start might be with a fairly recent one-volume commentary on the whole Bible. There are also a number of inexpensive commentary series available that cover each book in the Bible, if you want to study a particular book in greater depth. &lt;br /&gt;Word Study tools include an interlinear New Testament that shows the Greek text on one line and a literal English translation below it. A Greek-English Lexicon provides clear, precise definitions for each Greek word in the New Testament. Some of these are keyed to Strong's numbers so they can be used by students who haven't learned to read Greek letters. Similar resources are available for Hebrew as well. &lt;br /&gt;Topical Bible. A topical Bible will give a great many scripture references listed by topic. Great if you're doing a topical or thematic Bible study. &lt;br /&gt;Bible Atlas. An atlas contains more than detailed maps. It also describes the geography and places of the Bible, usually with fascinating illustrations and archeological details.&lt;br /&gt;If you need advice on Bible study books, ask your pastor or the manager of a Christian bookstore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days many Bible study resources are available online at no cost, such as Crosswalk Bible Study Tools (bible.crosswalk.com). You can also purchase excellent Bible study software for your computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Forget the Most Important Step&lt;br /&gt;It's possible to be so engrossed in Bible study that you forget the most important purpose of Bible study. It's not Bible knowledge for its own sake nor being able to quote verses and recite orthodox doctrine. Ultimately, the purpose of Bible study is to learn exactly what the Bible teaches so that you can apply its teachings to your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the simplest approach to Bible study is to use the three basic inductive Bible study questions to ask of a Bible passage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it say? &lt;br /&gt;What did it mean to those reading it in Bible times? &lt;br /&gt;What does it mean to me as I seek to apply it to my life?&lt;br /&gt;My prayer is that your Bible study results in a heart that is tender to listen to what the Spirit is saying to you through Scripture and a will that is determined to live out in your everyday life what you're learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Ralph Wilson is a California pastor, director of Joyful Heart Renewal Ministries, and author of more than a dozen free online Bible studies from the Old and New Testaments. Each Bible study is also available in e-book and printed format (www.jesuswalk.com/ebooks). Copyright © 2006, Ralph F. Wilson &lt;pastor@joyfulheart.com&gt;. All rights reserved. &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/12430875999162040-2076771785566822552?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/2076771785566822552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=2076771785566822552' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/2076771785566822552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/2076771785566822552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-to-improve-your-personal-bible.html' title='How to Improve Your Personal Bible Study'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-8980454815834610240</id><published>2007-10-12T07:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T07:42:10.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn To Lean</title><content type='html'>Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me forever, Lord, to learn how to lean.&lt;br /&gt;To leave my friends — as you lovingly began to wean.&lt;br /&gt;I know I was stubborn, and I dug in my heels,&lt;br /&gt;And when you applied pressure — did I ever squeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a concept, Lord, that I just hadn't learned,&lt;br /&gt;And obviously . . . I was not too much concerned.&lt;br /&gt;But as my old leaning-posts were taken away,&lt;br /&gt;Routine confidence . . . began rapidly to fray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then your Holy Spirit, made it abundantly clear,&lt;br /&gt;To you alone, Lord, must I unltimately adhere.&lt;br /&gt;Only in your word and Spirit, may I ever grow strong,&lt;br /&gt;As you continue to teach me, a blessed new song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not in friends and others, that I will understand.&lt;br /&gt;All my strength and wisdom, must come to me firsthand.&lt;br /&gt;No longer can another, walk me through the task,&lt;br /&gt;For only in Your guidance, may I safely bask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on teaching me Lord, and keep me close to you.&lt;br /&gt;(For without you beside me — I haven't got a clue.)&lt;br /&gt;I belong to you Lord — I am your creation . . .&lt;br /&gt;I want only to praise you — without cessation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-8980454815834610240?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/8980454815834610240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=8980454815834610240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/8980454815834610240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/8980454815834610240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/10/learn-to-lean.html' title='Learn To Lean'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-7427953551183228514</id><published>2007-10-12T07:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T07:34:49.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For Today</title><content type='html'>Trust God one day at a time!&lt;br /&gt;Just for today! I will begin the day by praying: "This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it." (Psalm 118:24)&lt;br /&gt;Just for today! I will say, "I can do everything through Him who gives me strength." (Philippians 4:13)&lt;br /&gt;Just for today! I will not worry about my needs, for "...my God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus." (Philippians 4:19)&lt;br /&gt;Just for today! I will not fear, "For God did not give us a spirit of timidity; but a spirit of power, of love, and of self-discipline." (II Timothy 1:7)&lt;br /&gt;Just for today! I will not harbor doubt and lack faith, for "...without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him." (Hebrews 11:6)&lt;br /&gt;Just for today! I will not lack strength, for "...the Lord is the stronghold of my life - of whom shall I be afraid? (Psalm 27:1b)&lt;br /&gt;Just for today! I will not admit defeat, for God "...always leads us in triumphal procession in Christ, ..." (II Corinthians 2:14b)&lt;br /&gt;Just for today! I will not lack wisdom, for, "If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask Cod, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him." (James 1:5)&lt;br /&gt;Just for today! I will not feel condemned, for "..., there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus." (Romans 8:1)&lt;br /&gt;Just for today! I will not be worried or frustrated: "Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you." (I Peter 5:7)&lt;br /&gt;Just for today! I will not be depressed, "...for his compassion's never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness." (Lamentations 3:22b,23)&lt;br /&gt;Just for today! I will not feel alone for Jesus said, "And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age." (Matthew 28:20b)&lt;br /&gt;Just for today! I will not be discontented, "...for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances." (Philippians 4:llb)&lt;br /&gt;Just for today! I will not feel worthless, for "God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God." (II Corinthians 5:21)&lt;br /&gt;Just for today! I will not be confused, "For God is not the author of confusion, but of peace…" (I Corinthians 14:33a KJV)&lt;br /&gt;Just for today! I will not let the pressures of life bother me, when Christ said, "In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world." (John 16:33b)&lt;br /&gt;Just for today! I will not feel like a failure, when "…in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us." (Romans 8:37)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-7427953551183228514?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/7427953551183228514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=7427953551183228514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/7427953551183228514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/7427953551183228514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-for-today.html' title='Just For Today'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-5965648815201392163</id><published>2007-10-08T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T19:01:41.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxious About Nothing</title><content type='html'>Anxious About Nothingby Donna L. Watkins&lt;br /&gt;"Do not be anxious about anything ... " Philippians 4:6a&lt;br /&gt;Our world has become an excellent place to fear all .... when God says, "Fear Not!" Advertising, media, news, and listening to other people's fears have caused many Christians to join the world in its quest for control.&lt;br /&gt;We've come to think we can control our daily lives and future by making choices based on fear. God tells us He will take care of us and that we are to trust in Him.&lt;br /&gt;"When I am afraid I will trust in You." Psalm 56:3&lt;br /&gt;I already know this writing is going to be a bit rough and tough, but hang in there with me. Together we may grab hold of something that will bring us to a better place in Him.&lt;br /&gt;When I approach an important event I begin to fear that I will miss some great detail. A few months back our son was coming to visit for four days. I had so many things I wanted to do during that time, such as specific foods to make, places to see, music for him to hear, topics to discuss, etc. I became anxious that it wouldn't go the way I'd planned, so I made meticulous lists to make sure I had my desires all laid out.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't count on a couple of rainy days.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't God good at showing us we can't control our own lives? Why do we keep trying when we know in our hearts and minds that He does a better job?&lt;br /&gt;The visit was better than any plans I could have, because it rained the first day, I decided then that I wanted the time to go God's way. He had better things than I could ever think of for my list. Those were the important things of the visit. I might have missed them in trying to keep to my "schedule" of how life should be for those four days. I certainly would have missed a lot of joy and peace while I stressed over making the list happen.&lt;br /&gt;Consider these words from Hanna Whitall Smith:&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing so greatly hinders the work of God's unseen spiritual forces, upon which our success in everything truly depends, as the spirit of unrest and anxiety."&lt;br /&gt;Please read that again!&lt;br /&gt;Somebody once said, "All things come to him who knows how to trust and to be silent." This is so true! Our anxiety creates an energy that 'pushes away' the great things in our lives that could happen. It also pushes away people. Peace attracts, but anxiety repels.&lt;br /&gt;We are so caught up in striving and worrying that we don't see the better things happening. God promises to make all things good for us if we love Him. Loving Him is obeying Him. He would rather have obedience than sacrifice. (I Samuel 15:22)&lt;br /&gt;"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God." Philippians 4:6&lt;br /&gt;Present them! Give them to Him!&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice what you need to do before that? It says in every thing ... and it says with thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;Do we thank Him for everything? I Thessalonians 5:18 says, "In every thing give thanks, for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you."&lt;br /&gt;We have become too controlling and self-centered in the way we deal with life. We think we can handle it and that we deserve better. All the time we are getting the best! Trials and tribulations are for our good and if we approach them that way, and thank God IN them ("IN every thing give thanks"), not FOR them, we can rest assured God will use them for our good.&lt;br /&gt;In the worst of circumstances, if you will get still and ask God to show you, you will be able to list good things already happening from the bad.&lt;br /&gt;People purchase all kinds of things to find peace. More clothes, newer cars, nicer furniture and decor items, more food, more security. Some people buy cell phones for themselves and children solely based on fear. Home security systems are installed to keep all the stuff protected. Antibacterial soaps are used even though research now shows them to be creating health problems. Chemical cleaners promising to kill germs on contact are sprayed without thought of what the chemicals are doing not only to us, but to our children and pets.&lt;br /&gt;Insomnia is a major health problem. Why do we continue to think that if we worry long enough over something that it will make it better? The Bible says that we must "trust in Him" to have peace. Trusting in ourselves is what produces the anxiety and worry.&lt;br /&gt;We are a nation of debtors which causes much of the anxiety and insomnia, with people "having to buy" many things that are considered needs when they have only been pushed upon us by media and fear. Is it working? We are busily trying to eliminate God from the equation and nothing is getting better. The promises of the advertising are not coming to pass.&lt;br /&gt;God is being pushed further and further away.&lt;br /&gt;It's all about trust and belief. Do we believe God loves us and has the best for us? The best is not the picture we would paint for ourselves. We would not have thought that the best for Jesus was the cross.&lt;br /&gt;The strongest trees are those growing on the side of a mountain daily struggling with the heat and winds and cold of exposure.&lt;br /&gt;We have a purpose on earth before we get to live bliss in Heaven and it's not to have everything go according to our own mental lists. Read this Scripture again and what follows it.&lt;br /&gt;"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God." Philippians 4:6&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:7 gives you the results from obeying the previous verse: "And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;Wow! What a purchase we can buy with only obedience. God even gives us directions on how to make this happen in verse 8. Whatever is true, noble, right, pure, lovely, admirable, excellent, praiseworthy ..... think on these things.&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about all day and all night? Thoughts have power. If you wonder why things are happening in your life, take a look at how they relate to your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Seeds produce a harvest. What kinds of seeds are you sowing? Thoughts, words and deeds are seeds! You will harvest what you sow. If you continually worry and think fearful thoughts, you will harvest trouble and fear.&lt;br /&gt;Make the switch. Renew your mind. Take every thought captive to the obedience of Christ. Take control of your mind. Think on whatever is true, noble, right, pure, lovely, admirable, excellent, and praiseworthy.&lt;br /&gt;Write them on index cards and carry them with you and place them around the house. We can do it! We can be obedient to Christ and sow good seeds for a good harvest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theherbsplace.com/"&gt;http://www.theherbsplace.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-5965648815201392163?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/5965648815201392163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=5965648815201392163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/5965648815201392163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/5965648815201392163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/10/anxious-about-nothing.html' title='Anxious About Nothing'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-3009604866352633022</id><published>2007-10-08T18:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T18:53:12.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Man's Quest To Follow the Bible - Literally</title><content type='html'>A.J. Jacobs has always been intrigued by religion and, after he became a new father, wondered if he was missing anything. So, for a full year, the “Esquire” magazine editor-at-large followed the mandates of the Bible as closely as possible and wrote it about it in a new book, “The Year of Living Biblically: One Man's Humble Quest to Follow the Bible as Literally as Possible.” Here's an excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;IntroductionAs I write this, I have a beard that makes me resemble Moses. Or Abe Lincoln. Or Ted Kaczynski. I've been called all three.&lt;br /&gt;It's not a well-manicured, socially acceptable beard. It's an untamed mass that creeps up toward my eyeballs and drapes below my neckline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never allowed my facial hair to grow before, and it's been an odd and enlightening experience. I've been inducted into a secret fraternity of bearded guys — we nod at each other as we pass on the street, giving a knowing quarter smile. Strangers have come up to me and petted my beard, like it's a Labrador retriever puppy or a pregnant woman's stomach.&lt;br /&gt;I've suffered for my beard. It's been caught in jacket zippers and been tugged on by my surprisingly strong two-year-old son. I've spent a lot of time answering questions at airport security.&lt;br /&gt;I've been asked if I'm named Smith and sell cough drops with my brother. ZZ Top is mentioned at least three times a week. Passersby have shouted “Yo, Gandalf!” Someone called me Steven Seagal, which I found curious, since he doesn't have a beard.&lt;br /&gt;I've battled itch and heat. I've spent a week's salary on balms, powders, ointments, and conditioners. My beard has been a temporary home to cappuccino foam and lentil soup. And it's upset people. Thus far, two little girls have burst into tears, and one boy has hidden behind his mother.&lt;br /&gt;But I mean no harm. The facial hair is simply the most noticeable physical manifestation of a spiritual journey I began a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the link to read the rest of the story  &lt;a href="http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/21186291"&gt;http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/21186291&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-3009604866352633022?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/3009604866352633022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=3009604866352633022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/3009604866352633022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/3009604866352633022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-mans-quest-to-follow-bible.html' title='One Man&apos;s Quest To Follow the Bible - Literally'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-8969826044228446996</id><published>2007-10-03T04:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T04:21:59.207-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Understanding God More Fully</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ephesians 4:10 He who descended is the very one who ascended higher than all the heavens, in order to fill the whole universe. (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;How can we understand the infinite? How can we even begin to understand a tiny spark of the infinite when a tiny spark of the infinite could consume the entirety of our universe? God knows we have a limited understanding of Him. In God's wisdom and in His love, to help us understand Him more fully, God sent love into the world in the form of His only Son. To understand God more fully, we must understand love. The substance of God is love and the substance of love is God. Love called Christ to die for us. Love calls us to surrender our all for Christ. So much of life is absent in love. So many lives are tragically lived with no love. When we think we do not know God or God does not know us, all we need do is look within our heart. Within our heart we can find God. Within our heart we can hear His tender voice of love calling our name. Within our heart we can see He walks and talks with us every hour to tell us He loves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.findthepower.com/"&gt;http://www.findthepower.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-8969826044228446996?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/8969826044228446996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=8969826044228446996' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/8969826044228446996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/8969826044228446996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/10/understanding-god-more-fully.html' title='Understanding God More Fully'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-6514783505219935479</id><published>2007-10-03T03:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T04:11:43.146-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Some Food For Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Worship&lt;/strong&gt; is not for our entertainment. &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; is the audience.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-6514783505219935479?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/6514783505219935479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=6514783505219935479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/6514783505219935479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/6514783505219935479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/10/some-food-for-thought.html' title='Some Food For Thought'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-3735959259545391735</id><published>2007-10-03T03:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T03:49:07.692-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>What I Learned From Noahs Ark</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Everything I need to know about life, I learned from Noah’s Ark…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One&lt;/strong&gt; : Don’t miss the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two &lt;/strong&gt;: Remember that we are all in the same boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three&lt;/strong&gt; : Plan ahead. It wasn’t raining when Noah built the Ark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four&lt;/strong&gt;: Stay fit. When you’re 600 years old, someone may ask you to do something really big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five&lt;/strong&gt; : Don’t listen to critics; just get on with the job that needs to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Six&lt;/strong&gt;: Build your future on high ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seven&lt;/strong&gt; : For safety sake, travel in pairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eight&lt;/strong&gt; : Speed isn’t always an advantage. The snails were on board with the cheetahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nine&lt;/strong&gt; : When you’re stressed, float a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ten&lt;/strong&gt; : Remember, the Ark was built by amateurs; the Titanic by professionals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eleven&lt;/strong&gt;: No matter the storm, when you are with God, there’s always a rainbow waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-3735959259545391735?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/3735959259545391735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=3735959259545391735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/3735959259545391735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/3735959259545391735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-i-learned-from-noahs-ark.html' title='What I Learned From Noahs Ark'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-5611462789691854446</id><published>2007-10-02T07:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T07:24:59.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Choices</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't look for a punch line, there isn't one. Re ad it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the same choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled children, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question: "When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The audience was stilled by the query.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father continued. "I believe, that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he told the following story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay kn ew were playing baseball. Shay asked, "Do you think they'll let me play?" Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, "We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, "Shay, run to first! Run to first!" Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second!" Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball ... the smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All were screaming, "Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to third! Shay, run to third!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, "Shay, run home! Run home!" Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand sla m and won the game for his team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That day", said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, "the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shay didn't m ake it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get a chance stop by a special young man's website &lt;a href="http://www.amazingkirk.com/"&gt;http://www.amazingkirk.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-5611462789691854446?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/5611462789691854446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=5611462789691854446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/5611462789691854446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/5611462789691854446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/10/two-choices.html' title='Two Choices'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-3527718936373192673</id><published>2007-10-01T05:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T05:48:51.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercy Me So Long Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dpyKXcMYMS8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dpyKXcMYMS8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-3527718936373192673?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/3527718936373192673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=3527718936373192673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/3527718936373192673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/3527718936373192673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/10/mercy-me-so-long-self.html' title='Mercy Me So Long Self'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-8262399189761188956</id><published>2007-09-30T05:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T05:11:05.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Logic 101</title><content type='html'>Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A college student was in a philosophy class which had a discussion about God's existence. The professor presented the following logic:&lt;br /&gt;"Has anyone in this class heard God?"Nobody spoke&lt;br /&gt;."Has anyone in this class touched God?"Again, nobody spoke.&lt;br /&gt;"Has anyone in this class seen God?&lt;br /&gt;"When nobody spoke for the third time, he simply stated, "Then there is no God."&lt;br /&gt;One student thought for a second, and then asked for permission to reply. Curious to hear this bold student's response, the professor granted it, and the student stood up and asked the following questions of his classmates:&lt;br /&gt;"Has anyone in this class heard our professor's brain?"Silence.&lt;br /&gt;"Has anyone in this class touched our professor's brain?"Absolute silence.&lt;br /&gt;"Has anyone in this class seen our professor's brain?"When nobody in the class dared to speak, the student concluded,&lt;br /&gt;"Then, according to our professor's logic, it must be true that our professor has no brain!" (...The student received an "A" in the class.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-8262399189761188956?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/8262399189761188956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=8262399189761188956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/8262399189761188956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/8262399189761188956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/logic-101.html' title='Logic 101'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-4733882423764687140</id><published>2007-09-30T05:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T05:08:36.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Three Trees</title><content type='html'>Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Once upon a mountain top, three little trees stood and dreamed of what they wanted to become when they grew up. The first little tree looked up at the stars and said: "I want to hold treasure. I want to be covered with gold and filled with precious stones. I'll be the most beautiful treasure chest in the world!" The second little tree looked out at the small stream trickling by on it's way to the ocean. "I want to be traveling mighty waters and carrying powerful kings. I'll be the strongest ship in the world!" The third little tree looked down into the valley below where busy men and women worked in a busy town. "I don't want to leave the mountain top at all. I want to grow so tall that when people stop to look at me, they'll raise their eyes to heaven and think of God. I will be the tallest tree in the world." Years passed. The rain came, the sun shone, and the little trees grew tall. One day three woodcutters climbed the mountain. The first woodcutter looked at the first tree and said, "This tree is beautiful. It is perfect for me." With a swoop of his ax, the first tree fell. "Now I shall be made into a beautiful chest, I shall hold wonderful treasure!" The first tree said. The second woodcutter looked at the second tree and said, "This tree is strong. It is perfect for me." With a swoop of his ax, the second tree fell. "Now I shall sail mighty waters!" thought the second tree. "I shall be a strong ship for mighty kings!" The third tree felt her heart sink when the last woodcutter looked her way. She stood straight and tall and pointed bravely to heaven. But the woodcutter never even looked up. "Any kind of tree will do for me," he muttered. With a swoop of his ax, the third tree fell. The first tree rejoiced when the woodcutter brought her to a carpenter's shop. But the carpenter fashioned the tree into a feedbox for animals. The once beautiful tree was not covered with gold, nor with treasure. She was coated with saw dust and filled with hay for hungry farm animals. The second tree smiled when the woodcutter took her to a shipyard, but no mighty sailing ship was made that day. Instead the once strong tree was hammered and sawed into a simple fishing boat. She was too small and too weak to sail to an ocean, or even a river. Instead she was taken to a little lake. The third tree was confused when the woodcutter cut her into strong beams and left her in a lumberyard. "What happened?" The once tall tree wondered. "All I ever wanted was to stay on the mountain top and point to God..." Many, many days and night passed. The three trees nearly forgot their dreams. But one night, golden starlight poured over the first tree as a young woman placed her newborn baby in the feedbox. "I wish I could make a cradle for him." her husband whispered. The mother squeezed his hand and smiled as the starlight shone on the smooth and the sturdy wood. "This manger is beautiful." she said. And suddenly the first tree knew he was holding the greatest treasure in the world. One evening a tired traveler and his friends crowded into the old fishing boat. The traveler fell asleep as the second tree quietly sailed out into the lake. Soon a thundering and thrashing storm arose. The little tree shuddered. She knew she did not have the strength to carry so many passengers safely through with the wind and the rain. The tired man awakened. He stood up, stretched out his hand, and said, "Peace." The storm stopped as quickly as it had begun. And suddenly the second tree knew she was carrying the king of heaven and earth. One Friday morning, the third tree was startled when her beams were yanked from the forgotten woodpile. She flinched as she was carried through an angry jeering crowd. She shuddered when soldiers nailed a man's hands to her. She felt ugly and harsh and cruel. But on Sunday morning, when the sun rose and the earth trembled with joy beneath her, the third tree knew that God's love had changed everything. It had made the third tree strong. And every time people thought of the third tree, they would think of God. That was better than being the tallest tree in the world. The next time you feel down because you didn't get what you want, sit tight and be happy because God is thinking of something better to give you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-4733882423764687140?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/4733882423764687140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=4733882423764687140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/4733882423764687140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/4733882423764687140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/three-trees.html' title='The Three Trees'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-3370843293389242839</id><published>2007-09-30T04:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T04:49:49.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Has the Answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I die what happens to me? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where will I go, Heaven or Hell? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do I need to do to live forever? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who has the answers? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do I need to know? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who, What, Where, When, Why? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The only question that's left answers all the rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How Can I Be Saved? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115931348856960818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9p-k_q5bv0/Rv9wdNfndzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3u_fYlfYJLo/s320/Jesus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-3370843293389242839?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/3370843293389242839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=3370843293389242839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/3370843293389242839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/3370843293389242839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/when-i-die-what-happens-to-me-where.html' title='Who Has the Answers'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h9p-k_q5bv0/Rv9wdNfndzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3u_fYlfYJLo/s72-c/Jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-8346958953409479527</id><published>2007-09-27T06:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T06:16:02.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Television</title><content type='html'>On the table side by side,&lt;br /&gt;the Holy Bible and the T.V. Guide.&lt;br /&gt;One is well worn but cherished with pride;&lt;br /&gt;not the Bible, the T.V. Guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is used daily to help them decide;&lt;br /&gt;no, it isn't the Bible, it's the T.V. Guide.&lt;br /&gt;As pages are turned, what shall we see?&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter, turn on the T.V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confusion reigns; they can't all agree&lt;br /&gt;on what they should watch on the old T.V.&lt;br /&gt;So, they open the book in which they confide;&lt;br /&gt;no, not the Bible, the T.V. Guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Word of God is seldom read,maybe a verse as they fall into bed.&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted and sleepy, and as tired as can be,&lt;br /&gt;not from reading the Bible, but from watching T.V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then back to the table, side by side,&lt;br /&gt;the Holy Bible and the T.V. Guide.&lt;br /&gt;No time for prayer, no time for the Word;&lt;br /&gt;the plan of salvation is seldom heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, forgiveness of sins, so full and so free,&lt;br /&gt;is found in the Bible, not on T.V.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-8346958953409479527?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/8346958953409479527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=8346958953409479527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/8346958953409479527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/8346958953409479527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/television.html' title='Television'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-6133606849286233115</id><published>2007-09-27T06:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T06:21:13.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shame On Us</title><content type='html'>Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder  why the world's going to hell.&lt;br /&gt;Funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says.&lt;br /&gt;Funny how everyone wants to go to heaven provided they do not  have to believe, think, say, or do anything the Bible says. OR IS IT SCARY?&lt;br /&gt;Funny how someone can say "I believe in God" but still follow Satan (who, by the way, also "believes" in God).&lt;br /&gt;Funny how you can send a thousand 'jokes' through e-mail and  they spread like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing.&lt;br /&gt;Funny how the lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but the public discussion of Jesus is suppressed in the school and workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUNNY, ISN'T IT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how someone can be so fired up for Christ on Sunday, but be an invisible Christian the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARE YOU LAUGHING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Funny how when  I ask you to copy this and forward it on to ALL of your friends how you may get around to doing later on.  Funny if you do forward this message that when you go to forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it to them.&lt;br /&gt;Funny how I can be more worried about what other people think of me than what God thinks of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARE YOU THINKING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT FUNNY IS IT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-6133606849286233115?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/6133606849286233115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=6133606849286233115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/6133606849286233115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/6133606849286233115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/shame-on-us.html' title='Shame On Us'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-6747150986606874986</id><published>2007-09-27T05:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T06:04:00.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If Jesus Came to Your House</title><content type='html'>If Jesus came to your house to spend a day or two,&lt;br /&gt;If He came unexpectedly, I wonder what you'd do.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I know you'd give your nicest room to such an honored Guest.&lt;br /&gt;And all the food you'd serve to Him would be the very best.&lt;br /&gt;And you would keep assuring Him you're glad to have Him there.&lt;br /&gt;That serving Him in your own home is joy beyond compare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, when you saw Him coming, would you meet Him at the door?&lt;br /&gt;With arms outstretched in welcome to your heavenly Visitor?&lt;br /&gt;Or would you have to change your clothes before you let Him in?&lt;br /&gt;Or hide some magazines and put the Bible where they'd been?&lt;br /&gt;Would you turn off the radio and hope He hadn't heard?&lt;br /&gt;And wish you hadn't uttered that last, loud, nasty word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you hide your worldly music and put some hymn books out?&lt;br /&gt;Could you let Jesus walk right in, or would you rush about?&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder, if the Savior spent a day or two with you,&lt;br /&gt;Would you go right on doing the things you always do?&lt;br /&gt;Would you go right on saying the things you always say?&lt;br /&gt;Would life for you continue as it does from day to day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would your family conversation keep up its usual pace?&lt;br /&gt;And would you find it hard each meal to say a table grace?&lt;br /&gt;Would you sing the songs you always sing, and read the books you read?&lt;br /&gt;And let Him know the things on which your mind and spirit feed?&lt;br /&gt;Would you take Jesus with you everywhere you'd planned to go?&lt;br /&gt;Or would you, maybe, change your plans for just a day or so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be glad to have Him meet your very closest friends?&lt;br /&gt;Or would you hope they'd stay away until His visit ends?&lt;br /&gt;Would you be glad to have Him stay forever on and on?&lt;br /&gt;Or would you sigh with great relief when He at last was gone?&lt;br /&gt;It might be interesting to know the things that you would do,&lt;br /&gt;If Jesus Christ in person came to spend some time with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 5:16&lt;/strong&gt; Let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prayer -&lt;/strong&gt; Lord, help me to live the type of life that is pleasing to you and that I am never ashamed to let you see.. Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-6747150986606874986?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/6747150986606874986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=6747150986606874986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/6747150986606874986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/6747150986606874986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/if-jesus-came-to-your-house.html' title='If Jesus Came to Your House'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-1349169252261718402</id><published>2007-09-27T05:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T05:39:45.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gods Voicemail</title><content type='html'>I have learned to live with modern phone technologies as a necessary part of modernization.  But I have often wondered, "What if God decided to install automated voice mail system?"  &lt;br /&gt;Imagine praying and hearing this: "Thank you for calling My Father's House. Please select one of the following four options: Press 1 for requests.  Press 2 for thanksgiving.  Press 3 for complaints.  For all other inquiries, press 4."  &lt;br /&gt;What if God used the familiar excuse: "All the angels are helping other customers right now.  Please stay on the line.  Your call will be answered in the order it was received."  &lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine getting these kinds of responses as you call on God in prayer?  &lt;br /&gt;"If you'd like to speak with Gabriel, press 1.  For Michael, press 2. For any other angel, press 3."  &lt;br /&gt;"If you'd like King David to sing a psalm for you, press 6."  &lt;br /&gt;"To find out if your relative is here, enter his/her date of death and listen for the list that follows."  &lt;br /&gt;"For reservations at My Father's House, simply press the letters J-O-H-N, followed by the numbers 3-1-6."  &lt;br /&gt;For answers to nagging questions about dinosaurs, the age of the earth, and where Noah's ark is, wait till you get here!"  &lt;br /&gt;"Our computers show that you have called once today already.  Please hang up immediately."      "This office is closed for the week-end.  Please call again Monday,"      Thank God, you can't call Him too often!  You only need to ring once, and God the Father hears you.  Because of &lt;a href="http://www.ccci.org/whoisjesus/" target="_blank"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt;, you never get a busy signal.      God takes each call and knows each caller personally.  &lt;br /&gt;Then you will call and the Lord will answer; you will cry for help, and He will say: "Here am I." (Isaiah 58:9 NIV)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-1349169252261718402?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/1349169252261718402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=1349169252261718402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/1349169252261718402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/1349169252261718402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/gods-voicemail.html' title='Gods Voicemail'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-2695207665602748305</id><published>2007-09-27T05:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T05:37:34.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Emergency Phone Numbers From the Bible</title><content type='html'>When in sorrow, call John 14  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When men fail you, call Psalm 27  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be fruitful, call John 15                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have sinned, call Psalm 51 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are in danger, call Psalm 91  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you worry, call Matthew 6:19-34   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God seems far away, call Psalm 139   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your faith needs stirring, call Hebrews 11   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are lonely and fearful, call Psalm 23                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you grow bitter and critical, call 1 Cor. 13    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Paul's secret to happiness, call Col. 3:12-17                             &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;When you feel down and out, call Romans 8:31-39    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you leave home for labor or travel, call Psalm 121    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your prayers grow narrow or selfish, call Psalm 67    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a great invention/opportunity, call Isaiah 55    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you want courage for a task, call Joshua 1    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to get along with fellowmen, call Romans 12                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think of investments/returns, call Mark 10    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are depressed, call Psalm 37    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your pocketbook is empty, call Psalm 37                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are losing confidence in people, call 1 Cor. 13    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If people seem unkind, call John 15    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If discouraged about your work, call Psalm 126    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find the world growing small, and yourself great, call Psalm 19 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emergency numbers maybe dialed direct.  No operator assistance is necessary.  All lines are open to Heaven 24 Hours a Day!!! Feed Your Faith and Doubt will starve to death!!                                      "When all else fails, read the bible!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-2695207665602748305?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/2695207665602748305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=2695207665602748305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/2695207665602748305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/2695207665602748305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/emergency-phone-numbers-from-bible.html' title='Emergency Phone Numbers From the Bible'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-278409515854805632</id><published>2007-09-25T07:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T07:40:09.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dime Store Stuff</title><content type='html'>The cheerful girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them: a circle of glistening white pearls in a pink foil box. "Oh please, Mommy. Can I have them? Please, Mommy, please?"&lt;br /&gt;Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box and then looked back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl's upturned face. "A dollar ninety-five. That's almost $2.00. If you really want them, I'll think of some extra chores for you and in no time you can save enough money to buy them for you. Your birthday's only a week away and you might get another crisp dollar bill from Grandma."&lt;br /&gt;As soon as Jenny got home, she emptied her penny bank and counted out 17 pennies. After dinner, she did more than her share of chores, and she went to the neighbor and asked Mrs. McJames if she could pick dandelions for ten cents.&lt;br /&gt;On her birthday, Grandma did give her another new dollar bill, and at last she had enough money to buy the necklace.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel dressed up and grown up. She wore them everywhere-Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed. The only time she took them off was when she went swimming or had a bubble bath. Mother said if they got wet, they might turn her neck green.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny had a very loving daddy, and every night when she was ready for bed, he would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her a story. One night when he finished the story, he asked Jenny, "Do you love me?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yes, Daddy. You know that I love you."&lt;br /&gt;"Then give me your pearls."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have Princess - the white horse from my collection. The one with the pink tail. Remember, Daddy? The one you gave me. She's my favorite."&lt;br /&gt;"That's okay, Honey. Daddy loves you. Good night." And he brushed her cheek with a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;About a week later, after the story time, Jenny's daddy asked again, "Do you love me?"&lt;br /&gt;"Daddy, you know I love you."&lt;br /&gt;"Then give me your pearls."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my baby doll. The brand new one I got for my birthday. She is so beautiful and you can have the yellow blanket that matches her sleeper."&lt;br /&gt;"That's okay. Sleep well. God bless you, little one. Daddy loves you," And as always, he brushed her cheek with a gentle kiss.&lt;br /&gt;A few nights later when her daddy came in, Jenny was sitting on her bed with her legs crossed Indian-style. As he came close, he noticed her chin was trembling, and one silent tear rolled down her cheek. What is it, Jenny? What's the matter?"&lt;br /&gt;Jenny didn't say anything but lifted her little hand up to her Daddy. And when she opened it, there was her little pearl necklace. With a little quiver, she finally said, "Here, Daddy. It's for you."&lt;br /&gt;With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny's kind daddy reached out with one hand to take the dime-store necklace, and with the other hand he reached into his pocket and pulled out a blue velvet case with a strand of genuine pearls and gave them to Jenny. He had them all the time. He was just waiting for her to give up the dime-store stuff so he could give her genuine treasure.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny's father is like our heavenly Father. He also is waiting for us to give up our dime store stuff and seek Him first ... so He can fling open the windows of Heaven and pour us out such a blessing that we will not have room enough to hold it.&lt;br /&gt;What are you hanging on to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-278409515854805632?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/278409515854805632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=278409515854805632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/278409515854805632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/278409515854805632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/dime-store-stuff.html' title='Dime Store Stuff'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-2690625294087297291</id><published>2007-09-25T07:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T07:34:12.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Did He Come to Earth</title><content type='html'>American radio broadcaster Paul Harvey once told a modern parable about a religious skeptic who worked as a farmer.&lt;br /&gt;One raw winter night the man heard an irregular thumping sound against the kitchen storm door. He went to a window and watched as tiny, shivering sparrows, attracted to the evident warmth inside, beat in vain against the glass.&lt;br /&gt;Touched, the farmer bundled up and trudged through fresh snow to open the barn door for the struggling birds. He turned on the lights and tossed some hay in a corner. But the sparrows, which had scattered in all directions when he emerged from the house, hid in the darkness, afraid.&lt;br /&gt;The man tried various tactics to get them into the barn. He laid down a trail of Saltine cracker crumbs to direct them. He tried circling behind he birds to drive them toward the barn. Nothing worked. He, a huge, alien creature, had terrified them; the birds couldn’t comprehend that he actually desired to help.&lt;br /&gt;The farmer withdrew to his house and watched the doomed sparrows through a window. As he stared, a thought hit him like lightning from a clear blue sky: if only I could become a bird – one of them – just for a moment. Then I wouldn't frighten them so. I could show them the way to warmth and safety.&lt;br /&gt;At that same moment, another thought dawned on him. He had grasped the reason Jesus was born.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-2690625294087297291?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/2690625294087297291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=2690625294087297291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/2690625294087297291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/2690625294087297291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-did-he-come-to-earth.html' title='Why Did He Come to Earth'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-195701505767983684</id><published>2007-09-25T07:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T07:27:57.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence of Nature</title><content type='html'>In the silence of nature&lt;br /&gt;God's voice is the loudest&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the smallest creature is the proudest&lt;br /&gt;Look around and you will see the wonders&lt;br /&gt;He has made for you and me&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid of the silence in nature&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid of being alone&lt;br /&gt;You won't even be able to escape your Creator&lt;br /&gt;He's always trying to touch you, to make you His own ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-195701505767983684?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/195701505767983684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=195701505767983684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/195701505767983684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/195701505767983684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/silence-of-nature.html' title='Silence of Nature'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-6070665953812298682</id><published>2007-09-22T05:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T05:37:04.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Special Girl</title><content type='html'>About six years ago, I went to the Poconos for a winter retreat with my church.  It was a small, simple gathering of about forty kids.  &lt;br /&gt;We were not yet teens but slowly coming to realize ourselves as more than just children. &lt;br /&gt;Since I was new to the church, a few friends of mine gave me a basic overview on the kids of our youth group.  I can still remember a few random faces and the descriptions that went with them:  &lt;br /&gt;"Oh, that's so-and-so. He's such a pussy; he wet the bed at last year's retreat." or "That's the kid that kicked so-and-so's butt cuz he bothered his sister."      Yet the one that haunts me with such clarity to this day is of a little girl, probably in the third grade at the time.  With uneven locks of greasy hair adorning her mishappen face, she was constantly bombarded with ridicule from the heartless and unsympathetic.  She was born with a physical ailment that affected her coordination and altered her facial features.  It would be almost a daily retreat tradition for us to yell "retard" as she passed by on her  way to the chapel.                                  Yet, as the final day of our retreat neared, we all prepared our hearts for the most emotional night...the night in which voices would cry, hands would be  raised, and eyes would flow freely without considering what the person next to you would think the following day.  Yet, instead of pouring our hearts out in a scattered groups on the floor as expected, our pastor told us to stay in our seats for a moment.                                                                After about three minutes of composed silence, he said with calm, monotone sincerity,                                &lt;br /&gt;"Who here loves Jesus?"  &lt;br /&gt;Everyone raised their hand; some even shouted small cries of their devotion.                                   "Who here really loves Jesus?" he repeated.                                   Again, everyone raised their arms, some fists clenched, accompanied by countless amens and hallelujahs.  Then, as the silence reentered the room, he slowly produced a seven-inch long, steel stake from behind his back.  With eyes of ice, he said,  &lt;br /&gt;"Then those of you that really love Jesus please come to the front of the room...and suffer his fate."  &lt;br /&gt;A confused and scared silence congested the air of the room.  No one dared make a sound, even a cough, for fear that everyone else may look at him.  It seemed as though everything had been frozen in a heavy fog that engulfed the room. Watches seemed to have stopped.  Eyes ceased to blink.  The only thing that moved was the flowing perspiration as we all waited for something to happen.  The pastor clenched the stake high above his head.  &lt;br /&gt;"Who here is willing to place their hand out for this stake to puncture it?  Who?  WHO?!"                                   A small, scraping sound arose from the back row.  It was the sound of a little girl,  whimpering and stumbling, slowly rising from her chair. She broke the expectations of every person that had looked down on her, the retard, the ugly retard, just as &lt;a href="http://www.ccci.org/whoisjesus/"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; had been resurrected in spite of the Romans' hatred of him.  She bore the weight of everyone's stares and snickers as she limped up the aisle to the front of the room, just as &lt;a href="http://www.ccci.org/whoisjesus/"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; had arduously carried his cross.  Slowly lifting her ugly head to the pastor, she muttered,  &lt;br /&gt;"I will."                                                                 Tears coursed from the pastor's eyes as he asked her with fervent conviction,                                   "Are you willing to pierce your hands for Jesus? Are you?!"  &lt;br /&gt;Her face was streaked with the rivers of tears, not emotional tears like that of all of ours had been, but spiritual tears flowing from her dull eyes. She  slowly peeled her arms from her sides and lifted them to the man before her.                                   "Yes." &lt;br /&gt;Not much changed the next day.  She  didn't miraculously lose her physical defects.  She was still made fun of...mostly by the kids that weren't at the last night's service.  And I'm sure that if I asked any of the kids that were in that room the final night if they ever made fun of anyone ever again that they would all say yes.  But the fact of the matter is, that occurence will stay with all of us, the teachers, the kids, everyone, for the rest of our lives.                                                                 &lt;br /&gt;And perhaps we should all stop being so judgmental, so ready to accuse or  ridicule or hate, and stop modeling ourselves to be like the Romans.  Because as much as it surprised us all, the only one of us that approached  the pastor with a sincere courage was that "retard, that ugly retard" girl.                                     And even though we already know to do this, do we really always follow it?  Well, that just shows the understanding and love of &lt;a href="http://www.ccci.org/whoisjesus/"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt;, of how much he can allow himself to be spit on and laughed at and still forgive us...just like a  humble, disabled little girl with a monumental spirit.  Pass this on...and I hope this girl's courage and sincere faith has affected you and will remind you of  Christ's love as much as it has me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-6070665953812298682?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/6070665953812298682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=6070665953812298682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/6070665953812298682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/6070665953812298682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/special-girl.html' title='A Special Girl'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-847094285008567176</id><published>2007-09-22T05:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T05:34:57.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birdcage</title><content type='html'>A man was on the side of the road with a large birdcage.&lt;br /&gt;A boy noticed that the cage was full of birds of many kinds.&lt;br /&gt;"Where did you get those birds?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, all over the place," the man replied. "I lure them with crumbs and pretend I'm their friend. Then when they are close, I net them and shove them into my cage." "And what are you going to do with them now?"&lt;br /&gt;The man grinned, "I'm going to prod them with sticks, and get them really mad so they fight and kill each other. Those that survive, I will kill. None will escape."&lt;br /&gt;The boy looked steadily at the man. What made him do such things? He looked into the cruel, hard eyes. Then he looked at the birds, defenseless, without hope.&lt;br /&gt;"Can I buy those birds?" the boy asked. The man hid a smile, aware that he could be on to a good thing if he played his cards right.&lt;br /&gt;"Well," he said hesitantly, "The cage is pretty expensive, and I spent a lot of time collecting these birds, I'll tell you what I'll do, I'll let you have the lot, birds, cage and all for ten pounds and that jacket you're wearing." The boy paused, ten pounds was all he had, and the jacket was new and very special, in fact it was his prized possession. Slowly, he took out the ten pounds and handed it over, then even more slowly he took off his jacket, gave it one last look then handed that over too.&lt;br /&gt;He received the cage from the man. And then (well, you might have guessed it) he opened the door and let the birds go free.&lt;br /&gt;The Enemy of the world, Satan, was on the side of life's road with a verylarge cage.&lt;br /&gt;The man coming towards him noticed that it was crammed full of people of every kind, young, old, from every race and nation. "Where did you get these people?" the man asked. "Oh, from all over the world," Satan replied. "I lure them with drink, drugs, lust, lies, anger, hate, love of money and all manner of things. I pretend I'm their friend, out to give them a good time, then when I've hooked them, into the cage they go."&lt;br /&gt;"And what are you going to do with them now?" asked the man.&lt;br /&gt;Satan grinned. "I'm going to prod them, provoke them, get them to hate and destroy each other; I'll stir up racial hatred, defiance of law and order; I'll make people bored, lonely, dissatisfied, confused and restless. It's easy. People will always listen to what I offer them and what's better, blame God for the outcome!"&lt;br /&gt;"And then what?" the man asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Those who do not destroy themselves, I will destroy. None will escape me."&lt;br /&gt;The man stepped forward. "Can I buy these people from you?", he asked.&lt;br /&gt;Satan snarled, "Yes, but it will cost you your life." So Jesus Christ, the Son of God, paid for your release, your freedom from Satan's trap, with His own life, on the cross at Calvary. The door is open, and anyone, whom Satan has deceived and caged, can be set free.&lt;br /&gt;Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding;In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight&lt;br /&gt;----Proverbs 3:5-6----&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-847094285008567176?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/847094285008567176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=847094285008567176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/847094285008567176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/847094285008567176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/birdcage.html' title='Birdcage'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-5086239318977702846</id><published>2007-09-18T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T08:47:45.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Love Story</title><content type='html'>One day, I woke early in the morning to watch the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the beauty of God's creation is beyond description.&lt;br /&gt;As I watched, I praised God for His beautiful work.&lt;br /&gt;As I sat there, I felt the Lord's presence with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me, "Do you love me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered, "Of course, God! You are my Lord and Saviour!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then He asked, "If you were physically handicapped, would you still love me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was perplexed. I looked down upon my arms, legs and the rest of my body and wondered how many things I wouldn't; be able to do, the things that I took for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I answered, "It would be tough Lord, but I would still love You."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Lord said, "If you were blind, would you still love my creation?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I love something without being able to see it? Then I thought of all the blind people in the world and how many of them still loved God and His creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I answered, "Its hard to think of it, but I would still love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord then asked me, "If you were deaf, would you still listen to my word?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I listen to anything being deaf? Then I understood. Listening to God's Word is not merely using our ears, but our hearts. I answered, "It would be tough, but I would still listen to Your word."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord then asked, "If you were mute, would you still praise My Name?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I praise without a voice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it occurred to me: God wants us to sing from our very heart and soul. It never matters what we sound like. And praising God is not always with a song, but when we are persecuted, we give God praise with our words of thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I answered, "Though I could not physically sing, I would still praise Your Name."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Lord asked, "Do you really love Me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With courage and a strong conviction, I answered boldly, "Yes Lord! I love You because You are the one and true God!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had answered well, but... God asked, "THEN WHY DO YOU SIN?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered, "Because I am only human. I am not perfect."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THEN WHY IN TIMES OF PEACE DO YOU STRAY THE FURTHEST? WHY ONLY IN TIMES OF TROUBLE DO YOU PRAY THE EARNEST?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No answers. Only tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord continued: "Why only sing at fellowships and retreats? Why seek Me only in times of worship? Why ask things so selfishly? Why ask things so unfaithfully?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears continued to roll down my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you ashamed of Me? Why are you not spreading&lt;br /&gt;the good news? Why in times of persecution, you cry to others when I offer My shoulder to cry on? Why make excuses when I give you opportunities to serve in My Name?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to answer, but there was no answer to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are blessed with life. I made you not to throw this gift away. I have blessed you with talents to serve Me, but you continue to turn away. I have revealed My Word to you, but you do not gain in knowledge. I have spoken to you but your ears were closed. I have shown My blessings to you, but your eyes were turned away. I have sent you servants, but you sat idly by as they were pushed away. I have heard your prayers and I have answered them all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DO YOU TRULY LOVE ME ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not answer. How could I? I was embarrassed beyond belief. I had no excuse. What could I say to this? When I my heart had cried out and the tears had flowed, I said, "Please forgive me Lord. I am unworthy to be Your child."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord answered, "That is My Grace, My child."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked, "Then why do you continue to forgive me? Why do You love me so?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord answered, "Because you are My creation. You are my child. I will never abandon you. When you cry, I will have compassion and cry with you. When you shout with joy, I will laugh with you. When you are down, I will encourage you. When you fall, I will raise you up. When you are tired, I will carry you. I will be with you till the end of days, and I will love you forever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had I cried so hard before. How could I have been so cold? How could I have hurt God as I had done? I asked God, "How much do You love me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord stretched out His arms, and I saw His nail-pierced hands. I bowed down at the feet of Christ, my Saviour. And for the first time, I truly prayed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-5086239318977702846?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/5086239318977702846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=5086239318977702846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/5086239318977702846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/5086239318977702846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/love-story.html' title='A Love Story'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-2998010047041626370</id><published>2007-09-17T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T18:35:48.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Newsboys Joy</title><content type='html'>This is such a great song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zi6b8dNbJuc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zi6b8dNbJuc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-2998010047041626370?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/2998010047041626370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=2998010047041626370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/2998010047041626370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/2998010047041626370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/newsboys-joy.html' title='Newsboys Joy'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-368359422014958712</id><published>2007-09-17T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T18:15:10.018-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Value of Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Value of Time - this will help you value life, time, friends, family and etc! What's it really worth to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine there is a bank that credits your account each morning with $86,400.&lt;br /&gt;It carries over no balance from day to day.&lt;br /&gt;Every evening deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use&lt;br /&gt;during the day.&lt;br /&gt;What would you do? Draw out every cent, of course!&lt;br /&gt;Each of us has such a bank. Its name is TIME.&lt;br /&gt;Every morning, God credits you with 86,400 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;Every night it writes off, as lost, whatever of this you have failed&lt;br /&gt;to invest to good purpose.&lt;br /&gt;It carries over no balance.&lt;br /&gt;It allows no overdraft.&lt;br /&gt;Each day it opens a new account for you.&lt;br /&gt;Each night it burns the remains of the day.&lt;br /&gt;If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours.&lt;br /&gt;There is no going back. There is no drawing against the "tomorrow".&lt;br /&gt;You must live in the present on today's deposits.&lt;br /&gt;Invest it so as to get from it the utmost in health, happiness and success!&lt;br /&gt;The clock is running. Make the most of today.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who failed a grade.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who gave birth to a&lt;br /&gt;pre-mature baby.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of ONE DAY, ask a daily wage laborer with kids to feed.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who missed the train.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of ONE SECOND, ask a person who just avoided an accident.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of ONE MILLI-SECOND, ask the person who won a&lt;br /&gt;silver medal in the Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Treasure every moment that you have! And treasure it more because you&lt;br /&gt;shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time.&lt;br /&gt;And remember that time waits for no one.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is history.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;Today is a gift.&lt;br /&gt;That's why it's called the present!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-368359422014958712?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/368359422014958712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=368359422014958712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/368359422014958712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/368359422014958712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/value-of-time.html' title='The Value of Time'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-1409590639364341114</id><published>2007-09-16T06:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T06:01:52.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nichole Mullen Redeemer Video</title><content type='html'>This video is beautiful and inspiring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v-AYvw0-LUM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v-AYvw0-LUM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-1409590639364341114?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/1409590639364341114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=1409590639364341114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/1409590639364341114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/1409590639364341114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/nichole-mullen-redeemer-video.html' title='Nichole Mullen Redeemer Video'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-517102745095371148</id><published>2007-09-16T05:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T05:59:19.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alphabet Praise</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;lthough things are not perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;ecause of trial or pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ontinue in thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;o not begin to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;ven when the times are hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;ierce winds are bound to blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;od is forever able&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;old on to what you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;magine life without His love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;oy would cease to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;eep thanking Him for all the things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;ove imparts to thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;ove out of "Camp Complaining"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;o weapon that is known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;n earth can yield the power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;raise can do alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&lt;/strong&gt;uit looking at the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;edeem the time at hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;tart every day with worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;o "thank" is a command&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;ntil we see Him coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;ictorious in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;e'll run the race with gratitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt;alting God most high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;es, there'll be good times and yes some will be bad, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;ion waits in glory...where none are ever sad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-517102745095371148?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/517102745095371148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=517102745095371148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/517102745095371148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/517102745095371148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/alphabet-praise.html' title='Alphabet Praise'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-800183090154854578</id><published>2007-09-16T05:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T05:51:35.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A woman was asked by a co-worker,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is it like to be a Christian?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The co-worker replied,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is like being a pumpkin. God picks you from the patch, brings you in, and washes all the dirt off of you. Then he cuts off the top and scoops out all the yucky stuff. He removes the seeds of doubt, hate, greed, etc., and then He carves you a new smiling face and puts His light inside of you to shine for all the world to see."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I never looked at it like this before."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This was passed on to me from another pumpkin. Now, it is your turn to pass it to one of your pumpkin friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was passed on to me from another pumpkin. Now, it is your turn to pass it to one of your pumpkin friends. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-800183090154854578?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/800183090154854578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=800183090154854578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/800183090154854578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/800183090154854578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/woman-was-asked-by-co-worker-what-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-2905865380309017797</id><published>2007-09-04T03:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T03:15:18.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Who I Was by Brandon Heath</title><content type='html'>This is an inpiring video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qrGfA6y9fNI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qrGfA6y9fNI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-2905865380309017797?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/2905865380309017797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=2905865380309017797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/2905865380309017797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/2905865380309017797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-not-who-i-was-by-brandon-heath.html' title='I&apos;m Not Who I Was by Brandon Heath'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-8491923042318984834</id><published>2007-08-27T03:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T03:20:03.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Hugs Campaign</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes, a hug is all what we need.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free hugs is a real life controversial story of Juan Mann (One Man), A man whos sole mission was to reach out and hug a stranger to brighten up their lives. In this age of social disconnectivity and lack of human contact, the effects of the Free Hugs campaign became phenomenal.As this symbol of human hope spread accross the city, police and officials ordered the Free Hugs campaign BANNED. What we then witness is the true spirit of humanity come together in what can only be described as awe inspiring.In the Spirit of the free hugs campaign, PASS THIS TO A FRIEND and HUG A STRANGER! After all, If you can reach just one person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How it all started:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd been living in London when my world turned upside down and I'd had to come home. By the time my plane landed back in Sydney, all I had left was a carry on bag full of clothes and a world of troubles. No one to welcome me back, no place to call home. I was a tourist in my hometown.Standing there in the arrivals terminal, watching other passengers meeting their waiting friends and family, with open arms and smiling faces, hugging and laughing together, I wanted someone out there to be waiting for me. To be happy to see me. To smile at me. To hug me.So I got some cardboard and a marker and made a sign. I found the busiest pedestrian intersection in the city and held that sign aloft, with the words "Free Hugs" on both sides.And for 15 minutes, people just stared right through me. The first person who stopped, tapped me on the shoulder and told me how her dog had just died that morning. How that morning had been the one year anniversary of her only daughter dying in a car accident. How what she needed now, when she felt most alone in the world, was a hug. I got down on one knee, we put our arms around each other and when we parted, she was smiling.Everyone has problems and for sure mine haven't compared. But to see someone who was once frowning, smile even for a moment, is worth it every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.freehugscampaign.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9r7DYUlDuoM" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-8491923042318984834?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/8491923042318984834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=8491923042318984834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/8491923042318984834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/8491923042318984834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/08/free-hugs-campaign.html' title='Free Hugs Campaign'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-7811416889495512690</id><published>2007-08-27T03:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T03:11:32.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Litttle Christians</title><content type='html'>Ten Little ChristiansTen Little Christians came to church all the time;One fell out with the preacher, then there were nine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine Little Christians stayed up late;One overslept on Sunday, then there were eight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight Little Christians on their way to Heaven;One took the low road, then there were seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Little Christians, chirping like chicks;One didn't like the singing, then there were six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six Little Christians seemed very much alive;One took a vacation, then there were five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Little Christians pulling for Heaven’s shore;One stopped to take a rest, then there were four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Little Christians each as busy as a bee;One had his feelings hurt, then there were three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Little Christians couldn't decide what to do;One couldn't have his way, then there were two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Little Christians each won one more;Now don't you see, two plus two equals four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Little Christians worked early and late;Each brought one, now there were eight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight Little Christians if they double as before;In just seven Sundays, we have one thousand twenty four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this jingle there is a lesson true;You belong either to the building, or to the wrecking crew.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-7811416889495512690?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/7811416889495512690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=7811416889495512690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/7811416889495512690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/7811416889495512690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/08/ten-litttle-christians.html' title='Ten Litttle Christians'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-8526079536182734457</id><published>2007-08-20T03:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T03:43:50.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Encouragine Words from the Bible</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Isaiah 40:29 NLT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gives power to the weak and strength to the powerless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Put into Perspective:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important to remember that no matter what challenges you face God all-powerful and He loves you.  Have faith in God that He will get you through your problems like He has done before and will continue to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-8526079536182734457?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/8526079536182734457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=8526079536182734457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/8526079536182734457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/8526079536182734457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/08/encouragine-words-from-bible.html' title='Encouragine Words from the Bible'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-8668220879340109642</id><published>2007-08-20T02:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T03:01:24.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Different Kind Of Christian</title><content type='html'>Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A worldchanger is someone who is committed to do just that, change the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A worldchanger is not someone who blends in. A worldchanger sticks out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A worldchanger stands up ready to make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A worldchanger goes beyond the usual expectations of Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A worldchanger finds the most intense demands that Jesus places on Christians and doesn't shy away but goes after then passionately and does whatever it takes to get the job done!  She is not just doing it because her parents make her or because the youth pastor bribes her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A worldchanger has been radically, completely, and totally changed by a relationship with God!&lt;br /&gt;Christianity is not some boring thing that a person halfheartedly commits to just because they have been in church their whole lives. You are not hanging on to your parents Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A worldchanger had found Jesus for them-- not just for mom and dad or just for the pastor. And because Jesus died for them, they are ready to give their lives for him. Christianity. is not just lip service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worldchangers have a fervor to seek God with all of their hearts, and to do everything they can to let the world know that God is real and that he is alive! Worldchangers are not stuck in a bunch of boring rules and regulations, but they have the fire of the living God burning inside them! And they just can't keep it inside of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worldchangers are serious about learning the word of God and then taking that word and applying it to their lives. Worldchangers are constantly changing and becoming more and more like Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worldchangers develop a vision for their community and do everything they can to take the living Christ to a lost and dying world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worldchangers are sick and tired of a watered down, namby-pamby Christianity.! They want the real thing and don't care how hard it hits them or what parts of their lives they have to change.  They are sick and tired of the attitude that lukewarm Christians bring into the church, and they are ready to do something about it! They are especially ready to attack attitudes in their own lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Worldchanger loves the Lord with all of his/her heart, soul, mind, and strength and loves his neighbor as himself. Write this scripture down. Carry it with you! Begin to pray over what you have just learned about a worldchanger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-8668220879340109642?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/8668220879340109642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=8668220879340109642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/8668220879340109642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/8668220879340109642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/08/different-kind-of-christian.html' title='A Different Kind Of Christian'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-3336672302605601064</id><published>2007-08-20T02:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T03:17:19.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Manage Stress by Twelve Golden Habits</title><content type='html'>Manage Stress by Twelve golden habits by Sedrik Pet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above are twelve best and tested habits that one should develop for oneself to keep stress, depression and anxiety out of life. Please not that develop these habits and change oneself is not immediate process but ongoing process even one can develop some of these habits in life can make deference with life&lt;br /&gt;• Develop a habit of prioritize things in order and work everything as per priorities. Do one thing at a time it will manage your stress&lt;br /&gt;• Best habit one should develop to live stress free life is make every thing planed and it will decrease no of surprises in life. Surprises are one of major factor for stress less surprises are best factor to manage stress&lt;br /&gt;• Live like a bird and wakeup early in the morning and sleep early at night and stay relieved from stress&lt;br /&gt;• Limit our expectations from others because over expectation from others or life are major source of stress. This habit will reduce your stress at great level&lt;br /&gt;• Try to live life as simple as possible and stay away from addiction like cigarettes, alcohol or drugs or at least control it. Keep in mind that these addictions are part of the problem not solutions.&lt;br /&gt;• Develop a habit of meet new people and develop a new relationships and kick out every bit of shyness or fear of meeting people&lt;br /&gt;• Try to help other who are in need if possible. This will help you to manage stress&lt;br /&gt;• Develop a habit of daily 45 minutes of exercises and yoga. If not possible then at least walk for 45 minutes everyday. It is best habit and remedy for almost every stress related diseases. Breath as deep as possible.&lt;br /&gt;• Try to be financially as secure as possible. In modern world financial insecurity is one of major or only cause of stress. Develop a habit of savings at least 20% of income and manage stress by feeling financially secure&lt;br /&gt;• If you are victim of anxiety disorder or panic attacks then always keep in mind that Fear of anxiety is always bigger then fear itself. Always hope for best and ready for worst&lt;br /&gt;• Kick out habit of compare someone or wealth of someone with yourself. In modern world this is one of the major source of stress&lt;br /&gt;• Relieve your self from every bit of jealousy or grudge you feel for anyone. Try to make your line bigger instead of erase line of other. This habit will even destroy every bit stress from your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedrik Pet himself long suffered from stress and depression and done thorough research on stress and depression.He is dedicated to spread awareness about stress,stress management,depression,anxiety attacks.More of his work can found on To find about more of his work visit &lt;a href="http://copingstress.org/"&gt;http://copingstress.org/&lt;/a&gt; Visit his blog at Sedrik's Blog&lt;br /&gt;Article Source: &lt;a href="http://www.positivearticles.com/"&gt;http://www.positivearticles.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-3336672302605601064?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/3336672302605601064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=3336672302605601064' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/3336672302605601064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/3336672302605601064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/08/manage-stress-by-twelve-golden-habits.html' title='Manage Stress by Twelve Golden Habits'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-4634626674216508350</id><published>2007-07-31T06:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T06:39:43.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 23 Explained</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is an eye opener… Some probably&lt;br /&gt;never thought nor looked at this Psalm in this way…&lt;br /&gt;even though they say it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Lord is my Shepherd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            - That’s Relationship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I shall not want&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            - That’s Supply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            - That’s Rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He leadeth me beside the still waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;            - That’s Refreshment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He restoreth my soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            - That’s Healing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;            - That’s Guidance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For His name sake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;            - That’s Purpose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;            - That’s Testing!&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;strong&gt; will fear no evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;            - That’s Protection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Thou art with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;            - That’s Faithfulness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;            - That’s Discipline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of my enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;            - That’s Hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thou anointest my head with oil,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;            - That’s Consecration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My cup runneth over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;            - That’s Abundance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;            - That’s Blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I will dwell in the house of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;            - That’s Security!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;            - That’s Eternity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-4634626674216508350?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/4634626674216508350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=4634626674216508350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/4634626674216508350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/4634626674216508350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/07/psalm-23-explained.html' title='Psalm 23 Explained'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-5984984634011135199</id><published>2007-07-30T00:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T00:24:17.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Professor's Thoughts</title><content type='html'>"At a certain college, there was a professor with a reputation for being tough on Christians.At the first class every semester, he asked if anyone was a Christian and proceeded to degrade and make fun of their belief.&lt;br /&gt;One semester, he asked the question and young man raised his hand when asked if anyone was a Christian.&lt;br /&gt;The professor asked "Did God make everything, young man?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes he did sir," the young man replied.&lt;br /&gt;The professor responded, "If God made everything, then God made evil, and if we can only create from within ourselves, then God is evil."&lt;br /&gt;The student didn't have a response and the professor was happy to have once again proved the Christian faith to be a myth.&lt;br /&gt;Then another man raised his hand and asked "May I ask you something, sir?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes you may," responded the professor.&lt;br /&gt;The young man stood up and said "Sir, is there such thing as cold?"&lt;br /&gt;"Of course there is, what kind of a question is that? Haven't you ever been cold?"&lt;br /&gt;The young man replied, "Actually, sir, cold does not exist. What we consider to be cold, is really only the absence of heat. Absolute zero is when there is absolutely no heat, but cold doesnot really exist. We have only created that term to describe how we feel when heat is not there."&lt;br /&gt;The young man continued "Sir, is there such thing as dark?"&lt;br /&gt;Once again, professor responded "Of course there is."&lt;br /&gt;And once again, the student replied "Actually sir, darkness does not exist.&lt;br /&gt;Darkness is really only the absence of light. Darkness is only a term man developed to describe what happens when there is no light present."&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the young man asked "Sir, is there such thing as evil?"&lt;br /&gt;The professor responded "Of course, we have rapes, and murders and violence everywhere in the world, those things are evil."&lt;br /&gt;The student replied "Actually, sir, evil does not exist. Evil is simply the absence of God. Evil is a term man developed to describe the absence of God&lt;br /&gt;God did not create evil. It isn't like truth, or love, which exist as virtues like heat and light. Evil is simply the state where God is not present, like cold without heat or darkness without light."&lt;br /&gt;The professor had nothing to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-5984984634011135199?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/5984984634011135199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=5984984634011135199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/5984984634011135199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/5984984634011135199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/07/professors-thoughts.html' title='A Professor&apos;s Thoughts'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-9222875495200085688</id><published>2007-07-29T03:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T03:24:41.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Isn't It</title><content type='html'>Funny how a $100 "looks" so big when you take it to church, but so small when you take it to the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how long it takes to serve God for an hour, but how quickly a team plays 60 minutes of basketball. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how long a couple of hours spent at church is, but how short they are when watching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how we can't think of anything to say when we pray, but don't have difficulty thinking of things to talk about to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how we get thrilled when a baseball game goes into extra innings, but we complain when a sermon is longer than the regular time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how hard it is to read a chapter in the Bible, but how easy it is to read 100 pages of a best selling novel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how people want to get a front seat at any game or concert, but scramble to get a back seat at church services.  Funny how we need 2 or 3 weeks advance notice to fit a church event into our schedule, but can adjust our schedule for other events at the last moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how hard it is for people to learn a simple gospel well enough to tell others, but how simple it is for the same people to understand and repeat gossip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how we believe what the newspaper says, but question what the Bible says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how everyone wants to go to heaven provided they do not have to believe, or think, or say, or do anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-9222875495200085688?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/9222875495200085688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=9222875495200085688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/9222875495200085688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/9222875495200085688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/07/funny-isnt-it.html' title='Funny Isn&apos;t It'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-8948585387342484599</id><published>2007-07-28T02:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T02:58:51.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>July 28, 2007 Encouragine Words From the Bible</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 22:37-38 NLT              &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus replied,`You must love the LORD your God with all your heart, all your soul, and all your mind.' This is the first and greatest commandment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How To Put This Into Perspective&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of trying to be a good Christian by focusing on following rules.  Try and develop a loving relationship with God and you will folow those rules naturally.&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-8948585387342484599?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/8948585387342484599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=8948585387342484599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/8948585387342484599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/8948585387342484599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/07/july-28-2007-encouragine-words-from.html' title='July 28, 2007 Encouragine Words From the Bible'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-5967912473882686338</id><published>2007-07-28T02:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T02:52:42.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's The Hurry</title><content type='html'>Everyone is in a hurry…hurry to eat, to work, to play, even to worship. We want our entertainment in quick, rapid sound bytes. If you are on the Internet what matters most is your connection speed and the time it takes to download whatever site you are on (thanks for waiting long enough to see this!) This is especially true with the holiday season. We can get so caught up in the hustle and bustle of the season. The danger is that we miss the whole point of living. If we don't slow down we can't absorb. If we can't absorb we can't benefit. Meaningful things take time. This hurried way of living is particularly distressing for us as believers.John Ortberg pinpoints this in his article, &lt;a href="http://www.christianitytoday.com/le/8l4/8l4028.html"&gt;Taking Care of Busyness&lt;/a&gt;."For most of us, the great danger is not that we will renounce our faith. It is that we will become so distracted and rushed and preoccupied that we will settle for a mediocre version of it. We will just skim our lives instead of actually living them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I Can't Do Nothing!The flipside is a real danger that if we slow down, or even stop and do nothing once in a while we will become overwhelmed with guilt. It feels wrong to so many of us to be still or to stop "doing". So, we jump back into the race. We fall into the trap of activity being the point, rather than what our activity should result in. Take a lesson from the farmer. Time to plant, time to grow, time to harvest. This process cannot be rushed. It requires persistent, dedicated effort and if the necessary time is not taken it will not bear fruit. Or worse, we'll attempt to harvest before the fruit is ripe. Ugh, sour grapes! This hurried way of doing things has even infiltrated our evangelism. We rush people into accepting Jesus. You must get saved now-don't wait! It's unwise to delay, but the solution is not rushing a decision. We must take our time with the truly important things. Maybe we forget how powerful God's message is. Once it sinks in and is honestly considered most people don't hesitate to make a decision. If we do give them enough space let's be cautious not to rush them headlong into growth. Lead with confidence and God's timing.&lt;br /&gt;Be Here Now A wonderful way to slow down and escape the "hurry trap" is to simply be in the now-the sacred present moment. Young children know how to do this. The older we get the more impatient we become. The desire for instant gratification swells within. We want more and more faster and faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of this article follow the link here   &lt;a href="http://www.livingthesolution.com/whatshurry.htm"&gt;http://www.livingthesolution.com/whatshurry.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-5967912473882686338?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/5967912473882686338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=5967912473882686338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/5967912473882686338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/5967912473882686338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/07/whats-hurry.html' title='What&apos;s The Hurry'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-1326914452729490478</id><published>2007-07-27T03:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T03:37:09.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Wise Fools</title><content type='html'>There were once three men who considered that they were very wise. They lived in a country that had only just been introduced to electricity.&lt;br /&gt;One dark night, the men were invited by Edison Electric to see a demonstration of electrical power, because it was well-known that the three of them were skeptics when it came to electricity being a reality. The reason they denied its existence was because they didn't believe in anything that could not be seen. These men were rationalists, and electricity was said to be invisible&lt;a href="http://www.wayofthemaster.com/articles/ray_new.html#_ftn1" name="_ftnref1"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;. They refused to believe in something that couldn't be scientifically demonstrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When they entered the dimly lit demonstration room, they were cordially met by a representative from Edison Electric. As they looked around, they saw that a large lamp sat on a table in the middle of the room. Also on the table were a candle and a leather-bound book called The Owner's Manual. It was published by the electric company.&lt;br /&gt;The representative welcomed them and excitedly explained that the lamp had the power to light up an entire large room, with the simple flick of a switch.&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Gentleman, electricity is a modern marvel. To see it demonstrated, simply flick the switch on the lamp. You will be amazed. It will light up the entire room. The manual on the table is to give further instruction to you, if you decide to purchase the lamp." He then left the room to speak with other interested clients.&lt;br /&gt;All the men needed to do to see the miracle of electricity, was to flick the switch on the lamp.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, they sat down at the table, and one of them opened The Owner's Manual and began to cynically look at its pages. It began with a short biographical sketch of the famous inventor, Thomas Edison.&lt;br /&gt;The chapters were made up as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A diagram of the position of the switch on the lamp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Background information on how electricity was discovered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hydroelectric power, pictures of huge dams, and how they produce electricity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Diagrams of copper wiring and magnets, explaining how they are able to turn raw energy from moving water into invisible electricity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How electrical wiring carries the generated power to our homes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Electrical sockets, power cords, and other accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;As the man continued to flick through its pages, it was as though the lamp that sat on the table in front of them didn't exist. Then they began to talk. The conversation went like this: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the rest of the article go to &lt;a href="http://www.crosswalk.com/spirituallife/11541598/"&gt;http://www.crosswalk.com/spirituallife/11541598/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-1326914452729490478?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/1326914452729490478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=1326914452729490478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/1326914452729490478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/1326914452729490478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/07/three-wise-fools.html' title='Three Wise Fools'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-1848354157374030595</id><published>2007-07-26T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T14:12:09.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Principles For New Christians</title><content type='html'>1. Feeding on the Word -- DAILY NutritionA healthy baby has a healthy appetite. If you have truly been "born" of the Spirit of God, you will have a healthy appetite. The Bible says, "As newborn babes, desire the pure milk of the word, that you may grow thereby," (1 Peter 2:2). Feed yourself every day without fail. Job said, "I have treasured the words of His mouth More than my necessary food," (Job 23:12). The more you eat, the quicker you will grow, and the less bruising you will have. Speed up the process and save yourself some pain -- vow to read God's Word every day, without fail. Say to yourself, "No Bible, no breakfast. No read, no feed." Be like Job, and put your Bible before your belly. If you do that, God promises that you will be like a fruitful, strong and healthy tree (see Psalm 1). Each day, find somewhere quiet, and thoroughly soak your soul in the Word of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of this article follow the link below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wayofthemaster.com/10principles.shtml"&gt;http://www.wayofthemaster.com/10principles.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-1848354157374030595?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/1848354157374030595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=1848354157374030595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/1848354157374030595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/1848354157374030595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/07/10-principles-for-new-christians.html' title='10 Principles For New Christians'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-8500114367958419391</id><published>2007-07-26T05:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T05:31:13.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Encouraging Words From the Bible</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 22:37-38 NLT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus replied,`You must love the LORD your God with all your heart, all your soul, and all your mind.' This is the first and greatest commandment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-8500114367958419391?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/8500114367958419391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=8500114367958419391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/8500114367958419391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/8500114367958419391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/07/encouraging-words-from-bible.html' title='Encouraging Words From the Bible'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-7679995260289600471</id><published>2007-07-26T05:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T05:22:18.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercy Me Interview</title><content type='html'>You're known as an adult contemporary band. Why go the rock route?&lt;br /&gt;Mike Scheuchzer (guitar): We've always been a rock band at heart. We've had hits that were not necessarily rock songs—like "I Can Only Imagine" and "Word of God Speak"—which are definitely part of who we are. But we really made this record for us more than anyone else. We wanted to write songs we wanted to sing, and hopefully others come along with us. So far people have been really excited about the change. We're taking a bit of a left turn, which isn't a drastic left turn. I mean, we're not Pillar.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like an extension of your live show, which is very rock-based.&lt;br /&gt;Scheuchzer: It's who we are, and I don't think we've ever necessarily gotten that on tape right. Who we are hasn't translated to [our albums] quite right. So I think this is the closest we've come. It's not going to scare away the fans that we've got because of "Imagine." We've got songs on there like that, too. It was a fun process.&lt;br /&gt;Songs like "Imagine" and "Here With Me" have been huge hits. Might this album be too edgy for some radio stations?&lt;br /&gt;Jim Bryson (keyboards): I don't think it's so far out there that it's going to frighten people away. For someone who buys the album, there's always something that people are going to like. There's such a variety of styles. There's a little bit for everyone. So if you don't like it, then you probably don't like music (laughs).&lt;br /&gt;MercyMe has more landmark songs than landmark albums. Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;Nathan Cochran (bass): It could be worse. I understand what you're saying. I think some of the albums have felt a little disjointed at times. Some of that has to do with the fact that our last few records we've had to "throw together." Like at the end of a tour we've had to drive straight from the last show to come in and record. There wasn't really time for us to dwell on a song for a while. It was kinda like cramming for a test at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;For this record, it was the first time we actually set time aside only for making the record. We went to upstate New York up in the mountains and kinda locked ourselves away. We were up there for no other purpose than to record. The studio we went to, &lt;a class="arttext" href="http://www.allairestudios.com/home.html" target="_blank"&gt;Allaire&lt;/a&gt;, was a bed-and-breakfast also. You walked down the hallway into the studio after having slept in your room all night. You wake up, eat breakfast, walk in the next door and go to the studio.&lt;br /&gt;Scheuchzer: And it was in the middle of nowhere, so there are no distractions. We weren't going to hang out. There's this studio in Manhattan we talked about going to [but didn't] because we were really inspired to go get pizza or go to music shops. Way too many distractions.&lt;br /&gt;Cochran: This time we probably had a little more extensive writing time than we've had in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Scheuchzer: And on our own. I think I brought more songs to the table than in the past. I think we got so used to budgeting our time. [Everything] has been such a whirlwind since "Imagine" took off. The first year was huge in Christian music and we were busy doing that. And the next year was huge in mainstream music, so we kept staying busy. When [guitarist] Barry [Graul] came into the band, he's like a songwriting workhorse. He's always building tracks for Bart [Millard] to write or to send to publishing companies. He's a juggernaut of songwriting.&lt;br /&gt;Robby Shaffer (drums): To answer your original question—not that they weren't answering it—when you think of some of the biggest artists in Christian music [at] the peak of their careers, they went in other directions, and it worked, like dcTalk, Amy Grant, Michael W. Smith. [These artists] were loved the way they were. Music was changing, so they changed with it, and it worked for them. Those are albums you remember. You remember Jesus Freak. You remember Lead Me On. And hopefully you'll remember Coming Up to Breathe kind of in that same light. That's what we were going for. It's a turning point for us. Hopefully it won't be just the one song—hopefully it will be the whole album that people love.&lt;br /&gt;The advent of iTunes is responsible for people embracing the "one song" rather than a complete body of work.&lt;br /&gt;Shaffer: We wrote 30 songs for this album. We narrowed it down to 15 to 20 going into the studio. We wrote a couple more in the studio. We ended up with 16 or 17 songs that we love—all of them. It was like, "How do we narrow this down to 11 or 12 songs to put on an album?"&lt;br /&gt;Bryson: When we did other albums, we had 12 songs and that was all we'd written. That was all we'd had time to do. Sometimes we'd written only nine.&lt;br /&gt;In the past, it was easy to tell those "throwaway" songs.&lt;br /&gt;Cochran: I totally get what you're saying. It's hard to make an entire album that you're really happy with. How people buy music nowadays, if they like a song, they'll buy that one song. I think the great thing with this record is that we felt like that with every song. We had so many songs to choose from. That's the first time that's happened for us.&lt;br /&gt;Scheuchzer: This is the definitely the most complete record we've done. It doesn't feel like there's something missing or something that's just filler. I love it; I'm a fan of this record. I haven't necessarily been that in the past, and that's probably because [the albums] have been so hodgepodge, thrown together at the last minute. And all the experiences that went into making this record—being in Allaire, having the time, having the songs when we went in and already being excited about them—all the memories attached to this album just make it so special to me.&lt;br /&gt;Barry Graul (guitar): All that to say, in today's "singles" mentality, we did save a couple of singles for exclusive releases. So I think that we really serviced a lot of the market, both sides of the market. We just re-recorded the whole record acoustically for video and audio. Doing that just drives home the record as a whole. You need to cover all your bases these days, in such a digital age.&lt;br /&gt;Shaffer: Just from a marketing standpoint, because of iTunes and other downloading avenues, to sell an actual CD you almost have to get gimmicky in a way. "Buy this album at Wal-Mart and you get a special DVD." "Buy this album at Target and you get a song nobody else has." You know what I'm saying? You have to get creative to even sell a CD.&lt;br /&gt;Scheuchzer: What's funny about this album is that it's probably the least thematic album we've done. Spoken For and Undone had a theme. This one, there isn't really one theme. The songs, content-wise and music-wise, are on all [sides] of the spectrum. "Last One Standing" is really heavy. "One Trick Pony" is this bluesy-country-rock swampy thing. "You're to Blame" is this emo pop-rock kind of thing. We really covered everything. But again, this album feels so much more tied together.&lt;br /&gt;Columbia Records will push your new album hard in the general market. Ever felt a pressure to water down your songs?&lt;br /&gt;Shaffer: Bart always seems to nail it lyrically. He hasn't really shown any pressure to write a mainstream song or an obscure song that doesn't really say "God" in it. On this album, he's really written some really clever lyrics. If you're a Christian, you really know what they're about. But if you're a nonbeliever, it might open up some discussion. [But] this is an all-out, wear-your-faith-on-your-sleeve album, and we'll continue to be that way because that's what God has called us to be. What he's done is really open the doors for us to share our faith without being forceful or pushy.&lt;br /&gt;We can't say we didn't have mainstream in mind, but we're not writing for that purpose. Many [non-Christians] hear us use language that they don't understand, like "the blood of Christ." People don't have a clue what we're talking about. So for [Bart] is like, "How do I explain this in a language people can understand?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of the interview go to the link below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christianitytoday.com/music/interviews/2006/mercyme-0506.html"&gt;http://www.christianitytoday.com/music/interviews/2006/mercyme-0506.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-7679995260289600471?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/7679995260289600471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=7679995260289600471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/7679995260289600471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/7679995260289600471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/07/mercy-me-interview.html' title='Mercy Me Interview'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-2781009854455402042</id><published>2007-07-25T06:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T06:28:19.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bible In Fifty Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Bible in Fifty Words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God made&lt;br /&gt;Adam bit&lt;br /&gt;Noah arked&lt;br /&gt;Abraham split&lt;br /&gt; Joseph ruled&lt;br /&gt;Jacob fooled&lt;br /&gt;Bush talked&lt;br /&gt;Moses balked&lt;br /&gt; Pharaoh plagued&lt;br /&gt;People walked&lt;br /&gt; Sea divided&lt;br /&gt;Tablets guided&lt;br /&gt;Promise landed&lt;br /&gt;Saul freaked&lt;br /&gt;David peeked&lt;br /&gt;Prophets warned&lt;br /&gt;Jesus born&lt;br /&gt;God walked&lt;br /&gt;Love talked&lt;br /&gt;Anger crucified&lt;br /&gt; Hope died&lt;br /&gt;Love rose&lt;br /&gt;Spirit flamed&lt;br /&gt;Word spread&lt;br /&gt;God remained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-2781009854455402042?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/2781009854455402042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=2781009854455402042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/2781009854455402042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/2781009854455402042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/07/bible-in-fifty-words.html' title='The Bible In Fifty Words'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-9196234512553112164</id><published>2007-07-25T06:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T06:22:18.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Through Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THROUGH ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through me let there be kind words, a warm smile, and a caring heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through me let there be a willingness to listen and a readiness to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through me let there be dependability, steadfastness, trust and loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through me let there be compassion, forgiveness, mercy and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through me let there be every quality I find, O Lord, in Thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Unknown &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-9196234512553112164?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/9196234512553112164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=9196234512553112164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/9196234512553112164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/9196234512553112164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/07/through-me.html' title='Through Me'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12430875999162040.post-1530017553481290268</id><published>2007-07-25T04:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T04:16:47.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Renew and Refresh Your Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Psalm 51:10 NLT -Create in me a clean heart, O God. Renew a loyal spirit within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How To Better Understand This&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important to remember that we can only experience spiritual renewal from God and Him only. We cannot do it by ourselves. So remember to ask God to guide you so that you may change your heart to begin living a healthy, prosperous christian life. With the Lord as your guide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12430875999162040-1530017553481290268?l=hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/feeds/1530017553481290268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12430875999162040&amp;postID=1530017553481290268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/1530017553481290268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12430875999162040/posts/default/1530017553481290268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hisgracelikerain.blogspot.com/2007/07/psalm-5110-nlt-create-in-me-clean-heart.html' title='How To Renew and Refresh Your Life'/><author><name>Grace Like Rain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07195079255864472051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
