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<lastBuildDate>Thu, 15 Apr 2010 11:29:56 -0700</lastBuildDate><item><title>Humility = An Open Heart</title><dc:creator>user@domain.com</dc:creator><category>None</category><dc:date>2010-04-15T11:22:57-07:00</dc:date><link>http://awakeandarise.com/page17/page17.html#unique-entry-id-15</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://awakeandarise.com/page17/page17.html#unique-entry-id-15</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; ">Humility = You may know me - my heart is open to you.</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; "><em>Jeremiah 9:23-24</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em> - But let him who boasts boast of this, </em></span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; "><em>that he understands and knows Me</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>... (that I am the Lord who exercises lovingkindness, justice, and righteousness on earth; for I delight in these things).<br /></em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br />God not only allows us to know Him, but He longs for us to understand and know who He is. Think about it. How deep is your own desire to "be known"... to "be understood?" I have realized in myself that this is one of my deepest desires... to know and to&nbsp;be known. I so want to be understood, don't you? I want someone to take the time to see who I am...&nbsp; to 'get me'... to understand what I'm like... and, of course, like what they come to know... to think it's special, worth a lot, worth pursuing, spending effort on, spend time with what is discovered, as if it is precious to the beholder... as if "I" am precious, worth cherishing, worth knowing. And when someone is willing to even cost&nbsp; themselves to understand me... wow, that says it all - I am LOVED.<br /><br />I know this is uniquely true of feminine nature... but I am aware that this is truly the deepest desire of all human beings. It's just what we, as women, bring to the table and have to offer in a particular way. We are the "pursuee"... men are the "pursuer." It's costly on both ends:&nbsp;for us, to stay open and vulnerable to the hope of being pursued and understood... and for men to pursue a treasure they desire without knowing the outcome ~&nbsp;and most often not understanding the thing they seek. (My husband claims "Women are a vat... of endless wonder." He has a very curious mind that longs to learn what he does not yet understand, but he claims I have given him a run for his money. I know some days he feels like giving up his pursuit.)<br /><br />The key is: this desire in us comes from God Himself. He longs to be understood and known. It is part of us carrying His image - to be and stay open and longing for someone to know and "get" who we are.<br /><br />I saw it in my new grandson yesterday. He, being fresh from Heaven, is unabashedly humble: open to love, open to being known. Just 9 days old, his eyes are bright, and I am sure he smiled at me as I cooed at him and told him how much I adored him.<br /><br />We are drawn to this open-heartedness like flies to fly paper. It reminds us of who we most deeply are. We each, too, arrived, a fresh gift from Heaven, equipped to be known and to know. It is only later that we shut down or became closed because the response of some in our world didn't understand us or care enough to take the time to know and delight in who we were. Pricked by rejection, one of Satan's favorite schemes against us, a root of shame grew into a tree that began to shade the doorway to our heart and eventually may have attempted to hide the passageway altogether. Our humble openness became instead a guarded pathway emitting messages like "Don't come near"... "No visitors welcome here"... or simply "Go away!". Sadly, when we experience rejection, we usually become the rejector ~ and we as well as others miss the wonderful gift of knowing and getting to know. Thus, "sins against love" are perpetuated.<br /><br />Humility is to be willing to be known. A humble heart is a heart that is open - that says "You may come in; you may know who I am. I am open to 'you'." All our self protection is simply pride. Pride has closed itself to others. It needs no input. It says, "Who cares if you love me - I need no one. You have nothing important to offer me. I have projected my wounds onto the human race - no one will love me well enough, including you, so go away. You are as terrible as the one who hurt me before. I am that important - no one may touch me or wound me again." In the prison of pride, we rail against the barricades we have erected around ourselves. To be set free is to face our deepest fear - rejection - and open once again to love, to "'being known."<br /><br />And God, in His kind wisdom says: boast in this - that you are one who is able to be in relationship. You are willing to know and understand another - so they can also enter into relationship with you. To be open to love, yielded, receptive to the value of input from someone beside yourself - this is the true essence of humility and also the true essence of love.<br /><br />No wonder we go ga-ga over new babies... and when a child is in the room, we watch them like a mesmerizing fire. We are fascinated with the sheer openness they exude - and we have lost, long ago.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">Oh Savior, save me. <br />Heal my heart of its wounds that have made me recoil from the very love I long for. I hide inside, unwilling to try again to know anyone else. I have given up and imprisoned my own self from opening to be known - and I am dying inside as a result. I forgive the ones who hurt me so. Forgive me for responding and nursing my grudges and building my barricades. Strengthen me to know that my desire to be understood and known is from You and is inherently good. Help me to emerge, with Your help, and attach to righteous desire once again - the desire for love. I am cold and lonely without it.<br /><br />Thank you for being humble in heart. Thank you for being open to me - open to being known. You encourage me to come to You confidently and boldly. As I know You, I will be known in return and understand that I am loved. <br /><br />What a blessed inheritance is mine: To know God - and be known by Him. To know other people - and be known by them. I choose love. I choose to open my heart to others. I choose to recognize in others that this is their need and desire as well. I forsake self protection that puts my needs before another's and blocks the way to love. I am sorry for how much I, in my hurt, have hurt others.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">Oh, Jesus, forgive our sins against love - and teach us to love. I choose to come into your heart today - with a desire to understand and know You. Thank You that the way to love is always open. It's Your heart. A heart of lovingkindness, justice and righteousness. I come. Can I stay and mend awhile? So I can leave to love others better, having known and experienced the very source of love.<br /><br />What a blessed inheritance.<br />
I love you. <br />
Amen.</span>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>God Thoughts on the Daffodil</title><dc:creator>user@domain.com</dc:creator><category>None</category><dc:date>2010-03-31T09:16:05-07:00</dc:date><link>http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/28-march-2010#unique-entry-id-14</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/28-march-2010#unique-entry-id-14</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:14px; ">SPRING HAS SPRUNG!!!&nbsp; All around the old growth fir trees outside my kitchen window, lively yellow daffodils are in full, glorious bloom. They are truly an amazing flower - shaped like the sun,&nbsp; with the center protruding forth like a trumpet - they seem to announce "</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>Winter is past and Spring has sprung!"</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br />Did you know that yellow is the color of 'hope'?&nbsp;<br /><br />We have family members who live in California (where it's mostly sunny year round) and in Michigan (where the year is divided into 2 basic seasons: a long cold snowy winter and a long hot sunny summer). But in Northwest Washington, I love the four distinct seasons. They have a message for us: </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>This too shall pass! There is always hope for change!</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br />When I was a new mother, I shared the journey with a dear friend I met in Lamaze. Cheryl and I would call each other on a hard day and encourage each other with the words, </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>"This too shall pass!"</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br />In my seventeen years as a Counselor of Christians in painful circumstances, I have absolutely embraced the truth that </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>'There is always hope for change!'</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br />Early in the fall of 1991 when my first marriage was ending in divorce, a God-thought peeked out through my numb heart, and I bought several hundred daffodil bulbs and planted them around my trees. That next Spring - deep in the grief of a devastating life change - they sprung up to promise me joy after mourning. And they have multiplied every year since.<br /><br />Daffodils. Their sunny faces appear just as cold winter rains ebb away. They trumpet God's heart and announce His promises </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>will </em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">be fulfilled.<br /><br />Go pick yourself a Daffodil - stare at it's sunny face - and ponder God's thoughts for you...<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; "><em>	Song of Songs 2:10-11 </em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>For behold, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing [of birds] has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. {AMP}</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; "><em>	Jeremiah 29:11</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em> For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. {NIV}</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; "><em>	Isaiah 61:11 </em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>For as [surely as] the earth brings forth its shoots, and as a garden causes what is sown in it to spring forth, so [surely] the Lord God will cause rightness and justice and praise to spring forth before all the nations [through the self-fulfilling power of His word]. {AMP}</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br />Which of God's promises are being freshly proclaimed in </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>your </em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">life as a new season springs forth all around?</span>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>&#xa;It&#x27;s time for BREAKTHROUGH&#x21;</title><dc:creator>user@domain.com</dc:creator><category>None</category><dc:date>2010-03-25T15:28:49-07:00</dc:date><link>http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/21-march-2010#unique-entry-id-13</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/21-march-2010#unique-entry-id-13</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:14px; ">Webster's Dictionary defines </span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; ">Breakthrough</span><span style="font-size:14px; "> this way: "The act, result, or place of gaining by force </span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; ">against set resistance</span><span style="font-size:14px; ">, as of a flood through a dike or of armed forces through a defense line."<br /><br />We are told in </span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; ">Isaiah 45:2-3:</span><span style="font-size:14px; "> I will go before you and make the crooked places straight;</span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; "> I will BREAK in pieces the gates of bronze and cut the bars of iron</span><span style="font-size:14px; ">. I will give you the treasures of darkness and hidden riches of secret places, that you may know that</span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; "> I, the Lord, Who call you by name,</span><span style="font-size:14px; "> Am the God of Israel.<br /><br />We have just completed another amazing weekend journey with 70 people who went through our March 12-14 </span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; ">Awake & Arise </span><span style="font-size:14px; ">Conference in Bellingham. It is a massive privilege to facilitate and see God transform so many lives. He's so interested in setting us free to be all He created us to be!!!<br /><br />I just received an email this morning from a 49-year-old man who shared, "I came to Awake & Arise with a fair amount of skepticism and really an unbelief of how this could really help ME... I felt this was something for someone else. As the hours of the event turned to days... I found myself in stunned amazement... the examination took me places I never realized were there. Though I come from a broken past (broken home, neglect, street gangs, and drugs), I had been touched by God in a very supernatural way in 2004 and figured the healing was finished... but this was something new and wonderful. The feeling of wholeness & freedom that engulfed me was as a finger wrapped with a rubber band, then unwrapped after hours. Thanks for your work in this ministry - it's something every Christian should do!"<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; ">Breakthrough</span><span style="font-size:14px; "> was the theme that God spoke to us for this particular A&A weekend.<br /><br />There is a man in Scripture whose name means "breakthrough." </span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; ">Perez'</span><span style="font-size:14px; "> story is one of </span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; ">an unlikely breaking through into his destiny</span><span style="font-size:14px; "> - being part of the genealogy of Christ (Matthew 1:3).<br /><br />One of the things that amazes me in Scripture is the deep dysfunction of all of the peoples&rsquo; lives as they are recorded. Studying the geneology of Christ should convince any one of us that we definitely qualify for the 'family of God.' God seems to want to make it clear that it's a 'come as you are party!'<br /><br />Perez' family history is a scandalous story (recorded in Genesis 38). His father, Judah, slept with his mother, Tamar, when she disguised herself as a temple prostitute along the road he was journeying one day. Tamar became pregnant, and when her time for delivery came - surprise! - there were twin boys in her womb! One began to be born, sticking his little hand out, and the midwife put a scarlet thread on his finger, saying, "This one was born first." And then he drew back his hand, and his brother was born first instead! The midwife said, "What a </span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; ">breaking forth</span><span style="font-size:14px; "> you have made for yourself!"... so, his name was called Perez (meaning "breaking forth"). Then his brother, with the scarlet thread on his hand, came out and was called Zerah (meaning: "He will shine from the margin").<br /><br />So, what does your 'name' mean? Mine (Janet Beth) means "House full of God's grace." Way beyond what I knew of who I was created to be... God has worked diligently throughout my life - just because I've continued to say "yes" to Him - to make me into the substance of what He meant when He meant ME.<br /><br />YOU are more than you have yet become. Keep saying YES to Him (because He needs your permission) and He will make of your life more than you asked and better than you dreamed!<br /><br />Prayer:<br /><br />God,<br />It says in Ephesians 1 that You thought me up before the creation of the world. Huh? I haven't lived like I matter THAT much to You or anyone else. I don't even get it. What is 'man' that You are mindful of him or her?? (Psalm 8)<br />So,</span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; "> who did You actually mean when You meant ME?</span><span style="font-size:14px; "> If there is more to who You made me to be than I have yet a clue... I hereby give You permission to work in my life to</span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; "> cause me to break through into the fullness of my destiny</span><span style="font-size:14px; "> in Christ Jesus.<br /><br />So, here's my question: </span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; ">Who do You say that I am?</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br />I am listening....<br />Your child, _____________________.</span>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Simple Reflections of Christmas</title><dc:creator>user@domain.com</dc:creator><category>None</category><dc:date>2008-12-29T11:01:14-08:00</dc:date><link>http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/28-december-2008#unique-entry-id-11</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/28-december-2008#unique-entry-id-11</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:14px; ">...Wishing A Merry One to each of you.<br /><br />As cars 'slush' by outside,<br />and layers of snow slowly slide off branches with the rain,<br />my favorite Josh Groben Christmas song plays<br />and I sit in my grandpa's chair<br />drinking Bentley's Peppermint Cane Tea<br />with what should be one of my last chocolate indulgences for the season.<br /><br />Soon, I will soak in a bath of Cranberry bubbles<br />and read further in the Jane Kirkpatrick series I'm enjoying.<br />Ron will have others here this afternoon,&nbsp;<br />to teach them early steps to carving,<br />while I work at my computer.<br /><br />I cleaned up our dinner mess from last night<br />so enjoying<br />leisurely remembering each word and look of dear friends<br />as I scraped leftovers into warm sudsy water.<br /><br />All this to say...<br />what rejuvenates me most of all<br />is an unhurried pace<br />& empty space,<br />with loved one's recent smiles<br />to savor...<br />I take in every splendid detail,<br />if allowed the time,<br />and am my best self<br />in such moments.<br /><br />My fondest dream is to be<br />surrounded by love<br />and visual abundance<br />with ambiance of cozy lights and smells -&nbsp;<br />celebration & security -&nbsp;<br />woven together,<br />seeping deep into my soul.<br /><br />This sitting "until my spirit catches up with my body"<br />is foreign to my culture,<br />but precious to me.<br />Vital.<br />I suffocate without it.<br /><br />My robe is as white as the snow,<br />fuzzy and soft;<br />my new slippers,&nbsp;<br />warm and strong.<br />Breathing slowly...<br />in and out, in and out;<br />these moments of peace<br />are irreplaceable.<br /><br />How can I<br />&nbsp;regularly celebrate such solitude -<br />so essential for my life<br />and all I am?<br />This stabilizes me,&nbsp;<br />produces the best fruit,<br />provides the rest,<br />from which thoughts<br />become a substance to bless.<br /><br />&nbsp;David said in Psalm 23, " He leads me beside quiet waters, He restores my soul."&nbsp; Throughout the Gospels, this same Jesus who led David, often retreated into solitude, going up on a mountain to pray, slipping away to a lonely place early in the morning.<br /><br />He will lead us as well &mdash;to slow down, unplug, accept the invitation to come aside. We won't&nbsp; find restoration&nbsp; in the midst of the Matrix. We need quiet time in the presence of God.<br /><br />Set aside some time to be quiet. Be still. Breathe slowly and deeply for a few minutes. Simply savor every experience the holidays provided you. Let them become a part of&nbsp; you. New colors to the warp and woof of the life that is 'you.'&nbsp; Wherever you are, whatever you do - keep becoming&nbsp; yourself. You are special and Beloved.&nbsp;<br /><br />Breath deeply, my soul.<br />Be quiet within me.<br />Rest awhile.<br /></span>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>You&#x27;re His Favorite&#x21;</title><dc:creator>user@domain.com</dc:creator><category>None</category><dc:date>2008-11-08T06:41:23-08:00</dc:date><link>http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/02-november-2008#unique-entry-id-10</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/02-november-2008#unique-entry-id-10</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<strong><em>	Song of&nbsp; Solomon 1:1 </em></strong><em>THE SONG of songs [the most excellent of them all] which is Solomon's. (AMP)</em><span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><br />We are told in scripture that Solomon (the wisest man who ever lived) originated 3000 proverbs and 1005 songs (Kings 4:32). &nbsp;Out of all of his songs, this one is said to be "the most excellent of them all." Have you ever wondered what makes this one the winner?&nbsp;<span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><br />I'll never forget the day a young man with a thick English accent spoke at our church and passionately claimed about his relationship with God, "I'm His favorite!" At first, I thought, "That's crazy, how can you say that? He likes you better than all the rest of us?!!" But as his message sunk in, I realized he was right...&nbsp; that's how each one of us is meant to feel. There is NO ONE like you, and YOU are God's favorite! He's really excited about the 'you' He created.<span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><br />Scripture also tells us that Solomon had MANY wives (<em>700 wives and 300 concubines! - </em>I Kings 11:3)<em>. </em>I find it fascinating that out of all his wives, this 'song' is to ONE of them... apparently, his FAVORITE! I believe that is why this song is called <em>the most excellent of them all.</em>...<span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><br /><strong><em>	Song of Songs 1: 9 </em></strong><em>O my love [he said as he saw her], you remind me of my [favorite] mare in the chariot spans of Pharaoh. </em>(Out of <em>40,000 stalls of horses for his chariots</em> - I Kings 4:26)<span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><br /><strong><em>	Song of Songs 2: 2 </em></strong><em>But Solomon replied, Like the lily among thorns, so are you, my love, among the daughters.</em><span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><br />Then, on top of that, this book of the Bible is believed by all to be about the relationship between Jesus Christ and His Bride - The Church. Think about it... God's own expression of love for His Bride, which you are part of (if you love Him) is written to ONE among the many who make up ALL who are part of that Bride... <em>YOU.&nbsp;</em><span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><br />As I've grown in my personal relationship with Him, I have come to accept this fact as true... as this most Beloved ONE to Solomon, among all his wives... so am I (!!!) to God's heart. It's hard to believe, but the more I do, the more personal The Song of Songs becomes. It is written to His Bride - but it is written, especially, to 'ME.'&nbsp;<span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><br />I'm inviting YOU to come on a journey with me in the days ahead, and discover what it means for YOUR LIFE that...<span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><br /><strong><em>			Isaiah 54:5 </em></strong><em>Your Maker is your Husband!</em><span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><br /><em>&nbsp;</em><span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><br />Prayer:<span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><br />Today, Jesus, I dare to receive what you say about me....&nbsp;<span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span>You, The King of The Universe, are my own Husband,<span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span>and I am Your Beloved.<span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><br />Today, I dare to believe...<span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span>I am Your favorite!<span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><br />Why, Jesus?&nbsp;<span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span>What do you love so about ME?<span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span>Please reveal Your love to me in fresh ways.<span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><br />Give to me what you gave to Solomon...<span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span>"<em>Listening ears and a hearing heart" (I Kings 3: 9)</em><span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span>so I can begin to comprehend Your love&nbsp;<span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span>for even ME.<span style="font:13px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><br />Amen.]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>How God Bought Me a Car</title><dc:creator>user@domain.com</dc:creator><dc:subject>Janet&#x27;s Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-06-20T11:30:32-07:00</dc:date><link>http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/15-june-2008#unique-entry-id-9</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/15-june-2008#unique-entry-id-9</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;">I'm married now again... but for 12 wonderful (never thought I'd say that!) years I was single. A single mom of 3 boys. Those years of my life formed me through MUCH heartache, difficulty, wrestling and learning to trust God and God-in-me in ways that only trials can. But the overwhelming memory of those years (which ended 4 1/2 years ago) is what happened to me in my relationship with God. He proved Himself to me - and He proved what was in my heart to Himself. [Deuteronomy 8:2-3]&nbsp;<br /><br />Because of my desperate need, my spiritual life moved profoundly beyond the dry places of doctrine, theology and a belief system. I became His, and He mine. I came to know very personally - the </span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;"><em>Bridal Paradigm</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;">&nbsp;that structures all of scripture. We are not only "The Church" of Jesus Christ - but much more personally... we are "The Bride" of Jesus Christ. He loves His Church... as a Groom loves His Bride - that's what we are individually and collectively - to Him. I have come to experience the SONG OF (all) SONGS as my own journey's story-line... a walk of ever-increasing intimacy with Him - my Beloved. And just like this 'One' of </span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;"><em>all</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;"> Solomon's lovers... I came to understand that among all the individuals that make up the collective "Bridal Church" - I was "His favorite" - my story is irreplaceably 'mine and His' alone.<br /><br />He cared for me throughout those years - as a husband. He became forever my "First Love." Ron is a great husband and loves me well... but his love can never re-place or compare with Jesus'. It's not meant to. He is OK with being No. 2.<br /><br />One of my favorite stories of His husband care - is the time HE BOUGHT ME A CAR.<br /><br />I knew my mini-van was nearing it's last days... and prayed often as we drove down the road - (out loud, so the kids would hear and see how God would answer) - that this car would last until I could purchase a new one. I asked God to pick out the right car for me (because buying a car was not my thing and intimidated me). I told Him I'd trust His choice, but I thought I would really like a Ford Explorer. I had some money coming several months ahead, and as it neared, wasn't yet looking for 'the car that God would find me.'<br /><br />One day, driving through town, I had a few extra moments and remembered an important errand. I had a rental house in those days and I needed to get it advertised in the local newspaper. As I parked in front of </span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;"><em>The Lynden Tribune</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;">&nbsp;I knew I would barely make the time deadline for my Ad. I rushed in, and at the front desk, a woman was giving a verbal advertisement... for a car. As she quoted the year, the make, the condition and the price... my ears perked up. </span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;"><em>An Explorer</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;">, did she say? I looked back out the window. Next to my mini-van was parked a shiney Ford Explorer. "Is that the car you want to sell?" I asked the woman. She said "Yes," and told me her and her husband loved the car and it was in excellent condition, but their loan payments were more than their budget could handle so they needed to sell. </span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;"><em>Hmmmmm....</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;"> I thought.<br /><br />Days went by and I thought about that Ford Explorer a little... but I didn't have my money yet and was not seriously looking. I wondered, </span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;"><em>"Was that You, Lord?"</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;"><br /><br />Weeks later, driving to pick up my sons from school, I had a few extra moments and remembered an important errand. I needed paint for the rental house before new tenants moved in. I took a quick detour to Vander Griend Lumber&nbsp;to pick out a color. Heading back toward the school... I got stopped at a train crossing. As I sat there, mind racing, I glanced out the window on the passenger side of my mini-van, and noticed a shiney Ford Explorer parked two feet away, with a big "For Sale" sign on it's windshield. It was the same color, and the thought washed over me - "I think that's the same car".<br /><br />&nbsp;I picked up my kids and drove back to the car to look it over and take the phone number. I told my sons about both encounters with this car and we wondered together, "Is this You, Lord?"<br /><br />I called that day, and got the same woman I'd met in the Newspaper office. I said I was surprised the car had not sold yet... and told her my 'God story' as it seemed to be unfolding. She too, was a Christian, and responded with, "Well, if you need one more confirmation, that happens to be the only day we had it sitting in town, at my husbands work place. He drives an old truck to work because I need the Explorer every single day to haul kids to school etc. That morning he had said, if we're ever going to sell this car, we have to park it in town where it can be seen - and I happened to have a miraculous day where I did not need the car." I started grinning.<br /><br />That evening, my oldest son came home with one more 'encounter' story. Before school he and his friends had been waiting outside for a friend who was uncharacteristically late. Luke was telling them the story of mom's search for a new car. Being teenage boys they asked "make?, model?, year?, color?"... and as Luke was describing it, the very Explorer drove by in front of them. </span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;"><em>"There it is!"</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;"> he said.<br /><br />When I set up a time to meet and test-drive the Explorer, the owner asked me about my current vehicle. They needed a cheaper car that could fit their family! They came over on Saturday morning. I drove their car and they test-drove mine. Both, were perfect. My money had come in that week. I wrote them a check, minus what my mini-van was worth - for exactly the amount I'd told God I had for a new vehicle... and we both drove away smiling....<br /><br />On Sunday morning a friend at church asked me how I found my nice new Explorer... because she and her husband were looking. I replied, </span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;"><em>"Oh, you'll not find one as easy as me - you have an earthly husband!"</em></span>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Bless The City</title><dc:creator>user@domain.com</dc:creator><dc:subject>Janet&#x27;s Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-05-07T01:16:00-07:00</dc:date><link>http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/04-may-2008#unique-entry-id-8</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/04-may-2008#unique-entry-id-8</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:14px; ">I've been reading Jeremiah. I found a treasure!! I knew the book began with God asking</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em> "Jeremiah, what do you see?" "I see the sprouting branch of an almond tree." "You have seen well, for I am alert and active, watching over My word to perform it." </em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">And this, spoken in the midst of winter.<br /><br />But there's another. In chapter 24 verse 3, God asks again,</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em> "What do you see, Jeremiah?" </em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">This time he sees two baskets of figs, set before the temple of the Lord. One basket had very good figs, and the other basket, very bad figs, so bad that they could not be eaten. Jeremiah had seen well again. God explained that the good figs represented the people who had obeyed the word of the Lord and were now in captivity. He sent them out for their good and would watch over them to build them up again. The bad figs, however showed the end of the people who disobeyed the word of the Lord and were still in Jerusalem, holding on to the life they knew.<br /><br />Jump ahead to Jeremiah 29. In verse 5 God instructs the ones in captivity: "</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>Build yourselves houses and dwell in them; plant gardens and eat the fruit of them... multiply there, and do not be diminished. And seek the peace and welfare of the city to which I have caused you to be carried away captive; and pray to the Lord for it, for in the welfare of [the city in which you live] you will have welfare."</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br />For a couple of weeks now, I have been hearing in my spirit, </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>"Bless the city!"&nbsp; </em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">After reading this yesterday, I think I understand a bit more of what is on God's heart. In Eugene Peterson's words, it's about </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>A Long Obedience In The Same Direction.</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> If you are living a life that feels "less than you hoped for" when you first obeyed, then be encouraged to stay where you are planted, and bless (literally) the city (or marriage, or workplace, or church...) where He sent you. Instead of dreaming of a way out and wishing you had a different life story, accept your circumstances and put your mind to</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em> LIVING </em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">within them and blessing your surroundings. If you are where God's guidance led you, this is what He speaks over you today: </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>Jeremiah 29: 11</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>For I know the thoughts and plans that I have for you, says the Lord, thoughts and plans for welfare and peace and not for evil, to give you hope in your final outcome.&nbsp;</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">If obeying the Lord has led you to a place you do not like - realize He put you there to become part of the very transition you desire. Stay the course, bless your city, and trust Him for the outcome. It will be worth it all!</span>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Becoming Real</title><dc:creator>user@domain.com</dc:creator><dc:subject>Janet&#x27;s Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-04-14T12:06:29-07:00</dc:date><link>http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/13-april-2008#unique-entry-id-7</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/13-april-2008#unique-entry-id-7</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:14px; "><em>"Are you real?"</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> my counselor asked me, about 3 sessions into my journey of healing. I hated that question. Actually, I hated the response I felt was true inside. I was painfully aware of the lack of </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>integrity</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> in my life - meaning:</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em> "I am the same on the outside as I am on the inside." </em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">Too much energy was being spent building a people-pleasing facade. The question made me uncomfortable.<br /><br />By my next appointment I came armed with three simple questions:<br />	1. </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>Is it possible</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> to be the same on the outside as you are on the inside?<br />	2. If it is, do you think it's possible</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em> for me</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">?<br />	3. If you think it's possible for me,</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em> how long will it take</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">?<br />And there-in lay the map for my own "heart's pilgrimage" (Psalm 84:5).&nbsp;<br /><br />The Bible began to make more sense to me; it really applied to my own life:<br /><br />	For the Lord sees not as man sees;<br />	for man looks on the outward appearance,<br />	but the Lord looks on the heart.<br />					~ I Samuel 16:7<br /><br />	Behold, You desire truth in the inner being;&nbsp;<br />	make me therefore to know wisdom in my inmost heart.<br />					~ Psalm 51:6<br /><br />Sometimes wisdom can be found in the simplest places. Ever read </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>"The Velveteen Rabbit"?</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> Hopefully someone loved, snuggled, and read it to you when you were small. It sits on my book shelf with my most profound, scholarly reads...<br /><br />	"</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>What is REAL?"</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> asked the Rabbit one day, of the Skin Horse, who had lived longer in the nursery than any of the others. He was wise, for he had seen a long succession of mechanical toys arrive to boast and swagger and by-and-by break their mainsprings and pass away. </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>"Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?"</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>	"REAL isn't how you are made," </em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">said the Skin Horse. </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>"It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time not just to play with , but really loves you, then you become REAL."</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>	"Does is hurt?" </em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">asked the Rabbit.<br />	</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>"Sometimes,"</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>"When you are REAL you don't mind being hurt."</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>	"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,"&nbsp;</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> he asked, </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>"or bit by bit?"</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>	"It doesn't happen all at once," </em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">said the Skin Horse. </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>"You BECOME. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't often happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are REAL, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because when you are REAL you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>	"I suppose you are REAL?"&nbsp;</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> said the Rabbit. And then he wished he had not said it, for he thought the Skin Horse might be sensitive. But the Skin Horse only smiled.<br />	</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>"The Boy's Uncle made me REAL,"&nbsp;</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> he said. </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>"That was a great many years ago; but once you are REAL you can't become unreal again. It lasts for always."</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>	</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">The Rabbit sighed. He thought it would be a long time before this magic called REAL happened to him. He longed to become REAL, to know what it felt like; and yet he wished that he could become it without these uncomfortable things happening to him.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>BECOMING REAL</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> :&nbsp;<br />	&bull; takes being really loved<br />	&bull; sometimes hurts<br />	&bull; can take a long time<br />But, once you are</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em> REAL</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">:<br />	&bull; You can't be ugly (except to those who don't understand).<br />	&bull; You can't become unreal again. It lasts for always.<br /><br />So, have you set your heart on this pilgrimage? This journey of becoming REAL-LY the person you were made to be? It will entail some weeping, for sure (Psalm 84:6). It will entail some forgiving of those who haven't loved you unconditionally, just as you are(Psalm 27:10, Deuteronomy 5:16). It will entail finding a REAL relationship with The One who made, knows, and loves who you are, unconditionally (Jeremiah 31:3). It will entail giving up people-pleasing ways (Proverbs 29:25). It will entail daily praying something like Psalm 139:23-24:<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>	Search me [thoroughly], O God, and know my heart!&nbsp;</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>	Try me and know my thoughts!&nbsp;</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>	And see if there is any wicked or hurtful way in me,&nbsp;</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>	and lead me in the way everlasting.</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /></span>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Did the Grass Sing? ...</title><dc:creator>user@domain.com</dc:creator><dc:subject>Janet&#x27;s Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-03-24T13:22:48-07:00</dc:date><link>http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/23-march-2008#unique-entry-id-6</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/23-march-2008#unique-entry-id-6</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:14px; ">Walking in the woods this morning, I realized my after-Easter tiredness (whether from too much partying or too much sugar?)... as I found it more difficult than usual to describe such gorgeous surroundings with creativity: "forest slits revealing pale skies... sunlit pools on fresh greens... announcing first fragile days of Spring!... twittering birds... and few cars invading this peaceful Northwest morning."&nbsp; I remembered my too-long-abandoned blog... and came home to an email from someone 'waiting and waiting for another blog on my web site' - so thank you to that one for inspiring me. I commit to share my daily writings more faithfully with you who frequent our </span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; "><em>Awake & Arise</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> site! <br /><br />Your comments are now welcome &mdash; please note this new addition and share your thoughts!<br /><br />Apologies aside...</span><span style="font:17px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:16px; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">Song lyrics from an old Easter favorite by Sandy Patti rolled through my thoughts this morning... </span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; "><em>"Did the grass sing? Did the earth rejoice to feel you again?"</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> It inspires me to imagine the earth itself responding to </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>HIS RISING from the Dead!!</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br />Have you heard? Scientists have discovered that flowers unfold every morning not to the always-supposed dawn of light... but to the sound of the songs of waking birds?&nbsp;<br /><br />Have you heard? Scientists have announced that every human being has his/her own 'sound' in the form of personal vibrations... which they call each one's </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>"own song."</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br />There's a book I've felt called to write for a handful of years. It's title?...&nbsp; </span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; "><em>My Own Song of Songs</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">. One morning in my early 30's I journaled an amazing truth:</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em> "I am a beautiful song that has never been sung."</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> It was one of those Holy Spirit inspired 'I didn't know that was in there' moments.<br /><br />Imagine for a moment... there's this incredible composer who creates the most excellent music ever written... only for most of His songs to be put away in a drawer and never known... played... heard... or enjoyed. This is as every human being... created before the foundation of the world (Ephesians 1:4) - how many of us become 'who God meant when He meant me'? </span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; "><em>There is a Beautiful Song That Has Never Been Sung - Yours!<br /><br /></em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>Every man dies - but not every man truly lives!<br /></em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">			~&nbsp; Mel Gibson in Bravehart<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>What We ARE<br /><br />Songs that have been stashed away and tucked,<br />Deep in our hearts strings waiting to be plucked,<br />God tuning our instruments to each its own sound,<br />Songs that are never sung, Drums that never pound,<br />To be so beautiful and never be heard,<br />Crys, laughs, and emotions those are our words,&nbsp;<br />To be so beautiful and never to be read,<br />The enemy's plan to hide us, hide our spirits till we're dead,<br />However with God we are uncovered, opened and spread.<br /><br />			~ Inspired by Janet VG Robinson<br />			&nbsp; A Gift to Ron Robinson<br />			&nbsp;</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> written by S. Troy Burrows II</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em><br />			&nbsp; at Awake & Arise, 2-20-05<br /></em></span>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>In all things give thanks...</title><dc:creator>user@domain.com</dc:creator><dc:subject>Janet&#x27;s Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2007-12-21T07:35:05-08:00</dc:date><link>http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/16-december-2007#unique-entry-id-5</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/16-december-2007#unique-entry-id-5</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:14px; ">In keeping with the theme of thanks - giving... A preacher recently reminded us to "Appreciate everything! Appreciating every small thing around you will help you be more and more connected to and in awe of God."&nbsp;</span><span style="font:14px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br />When I&nbsp; walk in the nearby woods, it helps all my senses to be more alert if I attempt to describe my surroundings in the best descriptive words I can, like:</span><span style="font:14px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">"A cool sun presses through the dull, barren winter trees... their fallen leaves softening my footsteps as I walk in the woods on this crisp, invigorating Thursday morning. My thoughts flow freely as my heart pumps with life. This morning I am thinking about breath..."</span><span style="font:14px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br />Mankind's first touch from God was His large hands - forming our body out of dirt. Next - His </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>kiss</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> as He made alive with His breathe or Spirit. (The two are interchangeable throughout scripture). A friend recently visited with a mother grieving the recent passing of her pregnant daughter - 2 generations gone in one moment! This mother shared her perspective: When we breathe out our last breath, Jesus meets us, face to face, and we breathe it back into Him - our first contact with Glory is, again, His kiss! Poetic or real? </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>Beautiful</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">, either way!</span><span style="font:14px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br />			For God is sheer beauty,</span><span style="font:14px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">			all generous in love,&nbsp;</span><span style="font:14px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">			loyal always and ever.</span><span style="font:14px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">&nbsp; &nbsp; 				~ Psalm 100: 5 [The Message]</span><span style="font:14px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br />I asked Jesus where He was as I walked...He said, "Right in front of you - breathe me in!"</span><span style="font:14px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br />As the holiday pace accelerates.... don't forget to&nbsp;</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em> BREATHE!!!&nbsp;</em></span><span style="font:14px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br />Recommended reading: </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>Breathe </em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">by Keri Wyatt Kent</span><span style="font:14px ComicSansMS; "><br /></span>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Enter With the Password &#x22;Thank You&#x22; &#x7e; Psalm 100:4 &#x5b;The Message&#x5d;</title><dc:creator>user@domain.com</dc:creator><dc:subject>Janet&#x27;s Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2007-11-22T10:48:03-08:00</dc:date><link>http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/18-november-2007#unique-entry-id-4</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/18-november-2007#unique-entry-id-4</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:14px; ">HAPPY THANKSGIVING DAY&nbsp; from Lynden, Washington, U.S.A! &nbsp; <br /><br />Funny, isn't it? We are taught as little children to say "Please" before receiving what we want, and "Thank you" after receiving it. But God makes it clear that in the Kingdom of Heaven 'thanks-giving' is our key to all He has for us.<br /><br />As Paul says in Philippians 4 </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>"In everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, continue to make your wants known to God."<br /></em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br />In his course called </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>Pure in Heart</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">, Mark Virkler reveals that&nbsp; every negative thing and thought is always of the enemy, and every positive, life-giving, up-building thought is always of the Holy Spirit. He discovered that most people, including Christians, are negative, critical and accusatory 80% of the time. And then we wonder why we are not blessed! John Arnott, who has pastored the world changing rievival that fell on his church in Toronto, Canada since 1994, was challenged by this claim and discovered it to be true in his life as well. He came to realize that "NOTHING STOPS REVIVAL LIKE CRITICISM! One of the most grievous things to the heart of God is all of the criticism that goes on in the lives of Christians."<br /><br />While pondering God's promise to Abraham in Genesis,&nbsp;</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em> "In Blessing, I will bless you,"</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> I have become very challenged by Ephesians 4:29.&nbsp; </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>"Let no foul or polluting language, nor evil word nor unwholesome or worthless talk [ever] come out of your mouth, but only such&nbsp; [speech] as is good and beneficial to the spiritual progress of others, as is fitting to the need and the occasion, that it may be a blessing and give grace (God's favor) to those who hear it... do not grieve the Holy Sprit of God."</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> Realizing that whenever God begins to whisper His season of blessing is at hand in my life, I am attacked within and without by negative, critical and judgmental accusations, I have begun to cry out to the Holy Sprit, "Teach me to be a blessing!!!"<br /><br />In this busy holiday season, which begins in earnest in the U.S.A. with Thanksgiving Day, lets pray daily for a heart and life that forgive, bless and give grace to one another.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart&nbsp;<br />be acceptable in Your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer!</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br />~ Psalms 19: 14</span>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>There I will give her her vineyards &#x7e; Hosea 2:15</title><dc:creator>user@domain.com</dc:creator><dc:subject>Janet&#x27;s Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2007-10-20T16:52:24-07:00</dc:date><link>http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/14-october-2007#unique-entry-id-3</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/14-october-2007#unique-entry-id-3</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:14px; "><em>Where?...</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> In the wilderness!<br /><br />&nbsp;It is in that part of our sacred journey through life that may be the most difficult of all...where He gives us the deepest promises of restoration. The Israelites were freed from bondage and slavery by being wooed into the wilderness - that wild place of transition - on their way to inheriting their Promised Land. On God's calendar, He intended a 2 year journey of restoration - but their refusal to trust Him made it 40. Still, He </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>kept</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> His promise and they received back their vineyards in time.<br /><br />During the prophet Isaiah's lifetime, God's people were in trouble again. They had deserted God and His ways and found themselves in a generation filled with judgement and mourning. Yet in the middle of consequences for their parents and their own rebellion, God says this about their restoration:<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>In that day [it will be said of the redeemed], a vineyard beloved and lovely; sing a responsive song to it and about it! I, the Lord, am it's Keeper; I water it every moment; lest anyone harm it, I guard and keep it night and day. ~ Isaiah 27: 2-3</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br />Three chapters later, we see the desire of this amazing Keeper-God's heart. Right in the middle of their rebellion, shame and guilt He says, basically, </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>because</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> you are screwing up and will end up empty and broken...<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>Therefore... the Lord [earnestly] waits [ expecting, looking, and longing] to be gracious to you; and therefore He lifts Himself up, that He may have mercy on you and show loving-kindness to you. For the Lord is a God of justice. Blessed (happy, fortunate, to be envied) are all those who [earnestly] wait for Him, who expect and look and long for Him [for His matchless, unbroken companionship]! ~ Isaiah 30:18</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br />God sees you...as a lovely vineyard, today, and He is your Keeper. He is continually wooing you to trust Him for full restoration. He earnestly waits to show loving-kindness to you. He longs to water you night and day. He is drawing you to a relationship of matchless, unbroken companionship!</span>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>My times are in Your Hands  3 &#x7e; Psalm 31:15</title><dc:creator>user@domain.com</dc:creator><dc:subject>Janet&#x27;s Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2007-10-18T11:11:12-07:00</dc:date><link>http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/14-october-2007#unique-entry-id-2</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/14-october-2007#unique-entry-id-2</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;">As I've said, God often speaks to me deeply when I turn another year older. This began in a notable way on my 30th birthday. I had been struggling with depression on and off for about a year. Friends had suggested a Godly counselor to me, but I was convinced if I had Jesus, it was a shame to myself and Him to need help with my emotions. Finally, after several cycles of hoping I was better - I made 'the call' and scheduled my first counseling appointment for August 29, 1989. Strangely, I did not realize until later that this was my birthday.<br /><br />That morning, I was nervous! As I spent time with the Lord, He gave me a scripture I will never forget:<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;font-weight:bold; ">Hosea 2:14-16</span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;font-weight:bold; "><em> </em></span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;">Therefore, behold, I will allure her and bring her into the wilderness, and I will speak tenderly and to her heart. There I will give her her vineyards and make the Valley of Achor [troubling] to be for her a door of hope and expectation. And she shall sing there and respond as in the days of her youth and as at the time when she came up out of the land of Egypt. And it shall be in the day, says the Lord, that you will call Me Ishi [My Husband], and you shall no more call Me Baali [my Baal or my Master].<br /><br />I needed all those things very much, but the last part kind of scared me. My marriage was falling apart and I hoped that I wouldn't need Him as my husband because I was going to lose my earthly one. Some very pain-filled months later, I did.<br /><br />In the early days of recovery, I read the local newspaper one afternoon and saw someone was celebrating their 40th Wedding anniversary. I cried. And I said in my heart, "Lord, that's what I want. I still want a 40th wedding anniversary in my lifetime!"<br /><br />Years later and still single, my 44th birthday was on a Sunday. Worship is a very sacred time for me and on this particular morning as I poured out my love to the Lord, suddenly, He appeared before me. I couldn't see Him, but I felt Him and I heard Him speak to my heart the most surprising words! "Happy 40th anniversary!!" He said to me. I was absolutely shocked and amazed to realize it was indeed 'our 40th anniversary,' as I had asked Him into my heart at 4 years old. I knew that day, whether I ever had another husband in my life - I'd had </span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;"><em>the best </em></span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;">anyone could ask for - One who 'knew' me down to this long-forgotten tear-filled prayer of my heart; One full of surprises just because He loved to make me smile - and shed grateful tears instead of sad ones. And that day, I did.<br /><br />Your times are in His hands. What season are you in? What has He said to you about it? What scriptures has He given you as journey markers for your </span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;"><em>NOW</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#000000;">? Ask Him to speak to your heart again - through His 'Logos'&nbsp; - His written Word, and His 'rhema'&nbsp; - His freshly spoken Word. He loves you. He hears your prayers. And He wants to surprise you - again! You've got the best husband in the universe! (Guys, that's for you, too.) Pour out your heart to Him.<br /><br /><br /></span>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>My times are in Your Hands  2 &#x7e; Psalm 31:15</title><dc:creator>user@domain.com</dc:creator><dc:subject>Janet&#x27;s Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2007-10-08T11:52:56-07:00</dc:date><link>http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/07-october-2007#unique-entry-id-1</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/07-october-2007#unique-entry-id-1</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:14px; ">A short time ago, I was counseling a young woman through a traumatic experience of abuse that occurred when she was just 3 years old. She was fully 'in the memory' and was aware of Jesus presence with her in it for the first time. She cried out, "Jesus, make it safe!" And then protested, "How can He make it safe when it already happened??!" I explained to her that though she was now an adult woman living in 2007, that little girl she was, was still stuck back in the pain of those moments of abuse at 3 years old. She had not yet been 'saved' (which means, literally, 'brought to safety') out of that trauma to her body, soul & spirit. So it was appropriate to ask Jesus, now, to bring her to safety, then. He dwells beyond the constraints of our time line - seeing and being able to be in all the moments of our life with us, at the same time.<br /><br />Just a few days ago, praying together with our Awake & Arise intercessors for the up-coming weekend, October 26-28, one of them saw a picture she did not understand. It was a timeline, with all it's marks, and over the entire timeline were written the words YOU ARE HERE. I got excited! God is saying that as He dwells above and out side of 'time', so He is releasing a grace for us as His people in which He can bring us into a reality in Him where he can meet us at any space in time, process, day, hour, memory, trauma, age, year - any time throughout our past, present and I believe, future as well, if needed, so that what needs to shift can be shifted, what needs to become unstuck can become unstuck, what needs to be healed can be healed, what needs to be removed can be removed....what needs to be transformed can be transformed, </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>TO - DAY!</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; color:#008484;font-weight:bold; "><em>THE PAST IS NOT THE PAST, IF IT'S STILL AFFECTING THE PRESENT!</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>God, Thank you that You dwell outside the constraints of time and can meet me where ever I've become stuck... to heal my heart, set me free and put my feet facing forward on the path of life before me - leading to my destiny, in You, un-hindered! I CHOOSE LIFE today and give You permission to meet me where You must - to make me free indeed. <br />Amen.</em></span>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>My times are in Your Hands  1 &#x7e; Psalm 31:15</title><dc:creator>user@domain.com</dc:creator><dc:subject>Janet&#x27;s Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2007-10-06T17:05:46-07:00</dc:date><link>http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/30-september-2007#unique-entry-id-0</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://awakeandarise.com/page17/files/30-september-2007#unique-entry-id-0</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-size:14px; ">I went on a 3 day retreat recently - it was summer's end and the last 3 days of my 47th year. For several years God has spoken deeply to me on or around my birthday - setting in motion a new spiritual season in my life. I left for </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>Cedar Springs</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> - a pristine local Christian retreat center - armed with one thought: "Teach me to number my days"... (Psalm 90:12). My Bible, journal, big blue concordance,&nbsp; pumpkin spice candle,&nbsp; worship music and walking shoes made up the rest of my tools.&nbsp;<br /><br />What the Lord spoke to me began with fresh secrets hidden in the Hebrew meanings of these verse's words:&nbsp;<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; ">Teach </span><span style="font-size:14px; ">me =</span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em> know me, by seeing</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> - [includes </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>observe</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> me, </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>care</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> for me, </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>recognize</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> me, </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>instruct </em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">me, </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>designate</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> for me, (even) </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>punish</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> me when I need it]...<br />to </span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; ">number</span><span style="font-size:14px; "> = </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>weigh out; allot; enumerate; appoint; prepare; set; tell...</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br />my </span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; ">days&nbsp;</span><span style="font-size:14px; "> = </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>a space of time;&nbsp; age; daily; full-life; now; present; season; process of time; a while; whole, full year.</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br />And, My </span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; ">times</span><span style="font-size:14px; "> = </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>my now; due season; my 'when to advance, or continue', my time to remove or to be adorned or decked out</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; ">...<br />are in His </span><span style="font-size:14px; font-weight:bold; ">hands</span><span style="font-size:14px; "> = </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>His open hand, as opposed to closed - indicating power, means&nbsp;and direction.</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>Hallejuah!</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> This open-handed God with all the power, means and direction that I need... knows me well by seeing me with care-full clarity...this God teaches me to weigh out, understand and appoint properly my </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>NOW&nbsp;</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> - my present season, age, process and whole year ahead, so I can rest assured that what is </span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>DUE</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "> me is protected by Him and will not be missed. I can trust His hand to advance me, punish me, remove from me what must be removed or adorn me with promotion and rewards in perfect time!<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:16px; color:#008484;font-weight:bold; "><em>A Prayer to Transform my Heart:</em></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:14px; "><em>Dear Father,<br />Thank you that Your hands are open wide to give me all the power, means and direction I so desperately need.&nbsp;Thank you that You do not know me&nbsp;casually and from afar, but by seeing me up-close and clearly, with a heart&nbsp;full of care. Out of this personal knowledge, teach me to 'number' my days&nbsp;properly; give me Your wisdom for my 'now' - my present season, age,&nbsp;process and the whole year ahead of me. Help me rest assured in trust of&nbsp;Your desire to do good to me - that You are working to bring about all that is&nbsp;due me, and I will not miss the fullness of my destiny in You. I choose to trust&nbsp;the works of Your hands in my life at present - whether You are advancing&nbsp;me or punishing me, removing what needs to be removed or rewarding me&nbsp;with promotion at this time. What a good Father You are! <br />Amen.</em></span>]]></content:encoded></item></channel>
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