tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89538558312156388502024-02-02T14:52:49.754-08:00Window Shopping"When we lie like fallow ground, God puts in new seeds."
Oswald ChambersAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00575695726685765422noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953855831215638850.post-57388289958407752162014-11-28T13:24:00.000-08:002014-11-28T13:24:15.917-08:00Listen and Give<div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12px; text-align: center;">
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">“A winter storm in November? Before Thanksgiving? It seemed too soon for cold and snow” I thought to myself as I headed into the parking lot toward my car. A co-worker was walking slightly ahead of me wearing a hooded sweatshirt and telling me how he was not going to purchase a coat for himself, money was tight and food on the table was more important. </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">“You need a coat, what if your vehicle broke down and you had to walk to get help, buy yourself a coat.” </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">“No, not this year, I will be fine.” </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">I got into my car and remember when a friend gave me her coat. I had a coat…but it was not warm enough or long enough. My friend gave me her long black coat with a hood. It was not just any coat, but a nice wool, beautiful coat. I still wear today. I thought that I had only received a coat but….Not only was this coat a gift to me but it would a gift to someone else also. I turned the key in the ignition and pulled out to buy some candles for advent. In my head I heard in a small quiet voice, “Buy him a coat.” </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"> Target was not busy because of the snow storm everyone must be sitting at home. Not me! Advent candles were important and one week left, I was on a mission. Target had nothing. Santa’s, snowmen, stars…no advent anything. Ugh! Meijer was the same, I could not even find a manger scene. I did find the word H. O. P. E on gold lettering dangling from a string. </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">The winter storm did not bother me in my four wheel drive GMC. I had no problem driving all the way to Baker Books on 28th and East Paris, an out of the way trip. I was sure advent would be swimming all over the store. </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">“I hope they are opened in this wicked snow.” I thought</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">I walked into the book store as the sole customer, and immediately became distracted by pictures in my head of the used book section. I beelined it to the back of the store where I Kneeling in Bethlehem by Ann Weems was displayed on the end cap. Ohhh, I opened the book to page 75, We Seem To Forget.</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">What Concerns me</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">what lies on m heart </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">That we the church</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">papered and programmed </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Articulate and agenda-ed</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">are telling the faith story </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">all wrong.</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">are telling it as though it happened two thousand </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">or is going to happen</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">as soon as the church budget is raised</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">We seem to forget that Christ’s name is Emmanuel</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">God with Us,</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Not just when he sat among us</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">but now</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">when we cannot feel the nail prints in his hands.</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Ann’s beautiful poem was so wonderful. Now…the Christ with us, now. Then I remembered the advent candles. I tucked Ann’s treasure of Christmas poems in the crook of my arm and looked for advent candles. There were only a few advent special features on the tiered round table by the front door. I found a box of just plain white candles with a manger scene for a holder, the only one. </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Finished with my task I carefully drove toward home. I was excited to beginning reading the poems. Then in my head I heard, “Buy him a coat.”</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Oh yes, buy him a coat, but where? Target? I was just there and never looked for a coat. This should be convenient. Target had no men’s coats. Ridiculous, I thought. Meijer next door had coats, but not in the size of 2x. Walmart!</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Walmart had one 2x coat that looked just like the one my co-worker had before the fire. They lost everything when their house was burned to the ground. I purchase the coat hoping that it fit him and drove home. I was too tired to read the poems or open the Advent surprise to help me get ready for the hope of Christmas. </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">I could not wait to give the coat. The next morning I was excited to go to work so that I could give the coat. I laid the coat out on his desk and waited for him to come in. As he put his arms in, he said, “I usually wear a 3x or 4x.” and then the next arm, and the zipper. </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">“It fits perfect, I guess I buy coats that are too big.”</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Wow, I wondered, If I had knew his size I would not have purchased the coat that fit him perfectly. I suspected that it was possible that he would someday be asked to buy someone a coat. </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">I thought of poem, </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">God with Us,</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Not just when he sat among us</span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Although the candles were important….and the poems were fun, practicing hope by listening to the quiet voice is the real Advent of God with Us Now</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00575695726685765422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953855831215638850.post-33365430026275836232014-10-01T12:44:00.001-07:002014-10-03T20:54:55.126-07:00Pride Jokes<div class="MsoNormal">
Dear Friend of Jesus,</div>
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Are you willing to hold the hand of your neighbor, cover
them in prayer?</div>
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Die with them in their anguish, cry, feed them with tears.</div>
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Or fix, diagnose, ripe open, hammer them with fear?</div>
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Are you willing to bear their prickles, bath in prayer, let
them be despaired?<br />
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Dear Friend of Jesus, </div>
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Open your eyes.</div>
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People jokes are sick compromise for praying, gentle care,
compassion.</div>
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Or shout at your neighbor, "you
have no faith, get on your knees, recuperate."</div>
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Help yourself , smash the Jesus loves.</div>
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Dear Friend of Jesus,</div>
Turn to Him, who breaks the yoke, heals, removes pride jokes.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00575695726685765422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953855831215638850.post-21749988311613111552014-09-26T18:09:00.000-07:002014-09-26T18:52:39.397-07:00Summary of Romans<div class="MsoBodyText">
Paul longs to arrive in Rome and settles for writing to
the Romans as their minister who is not ashamed of the Gospel. Paul proclaims the Grace that comes from
recognizing sin in humanity and transformation that occurs through the Spirit
enriching his unmerited favor. This is
the goodness of God. The Romans will hear
the gospel from Paul in this precious letter revealing the righteousness of
God. Oh how Paul loves the Romans!</div>
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Paul describes what we easy can observe from our tangible
surroundings all that God has made and we are "without excuse" of the
knowledge of God. Paul has clearly set
up our need for God that the law cannot provide. To Know God is not enough. We must internalize, take in, soak in, and
live in obedience the riches provided through a relationship of the living God.
Eugene Peterson writes, "Readers
become what they read. If Holy Scripture
is to be something other than mere gossip about God, it must be
internalized." Knowing God cannot
save us from the deep sin that has made a home in our inmost being. Sin has power over all people. </div>
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Paul speaks to the Romans "There is no one righteous,
not even one; there is no one who seeks God.
All have turned away; they have together become worthless; there is no
one who does good, not even one." (NIV) Therefore, however or whatever means we may
try to use to declare ourselves good and righteous before God is futile. Paul confirms that the Jews and the Gentiles
are both offered eternal life through belief in Christ Jesus. Paul goes on to explain that in faith we are
justified. Abraham did not have the law
and he was justified by faith. Abraham trusted
that God would grow him in God's image, setting everything right. Abraham did not work to pull himself up by
his bootstraps and out of his sinfulness to present himself worthy. He soaked up God. This is a generous gift from a loving, good
God, who sacrificed Jesus in order to set us right before God. </div>
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Sin is nothing and God in Christ Jesus is everything. "For sin shall no longer be your master,
you are not under the law, but under grace." (NIV) We
no longer need to rationalize our sin and try to figure it out. We cannot fix ourselves or work hard to do
better; there is no need to go to the trouble of all the worry about getting it
right. We do not have to work to try
show that we are good, that means God has already done the work for us in the
sacrifice of his son Jesus. Jesus died
so that we will not. Jesus defeated
death when he came up from the grave. Paul tells the Romans that this does not mean
we are to go on sinning. </div>
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We have died with Christ; the old self of trying to
rationalize our sins has died with Christ.
We live now in our new self and sin is defeated. Paul explains that we are human and have an
inner conflict that says, even though we delight in God's law, we cannot be
good. Paul calls this "the law of
mind" Then describes his struggle, "for what I what to do I do not
do, and what I hate to do, I do". (NIV) The law did not keep us from sinning and it
still does not keep us from sinning. <br />
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There is no punishment!
Christ took our punishment upon himself when he went to the cross and
set us free from the entanglement of sin and gave us life everlasting. Beating ourselves up with, "I am
worthless" or "I can't get it right" is like punishing ourselves
when our punishment, has been paid in full.
Paul talks about the Spirit that lives in the ones who have Christ. The Spirit lives in us and we have life. Our life is eternal with God alone and we
will never spiritually die. </div>
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We struggle many times daily with the inner conflict of
sin. We make choices to listen to the
Spirit or listen to the flesh. To turn,
turn, and turn again toward our God and listen is the moment we repent. Listening to the Spirit involves the action
of turning. </div>
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The fall season is a reminder of death. Brilliant colors emerge from fall casting
paths of reds and yellows, purples and browns.
Golden paths of pine needles fill the pined woods. Our bodies will die and decay and return to
the earth and become fertilizer for new growth. Our life here on earth is the
"flesh" that Paul talks about in Romans. Turning toward the Spirit is Repentance. Repentance is not what some think as only the
words, "I am sorry".
Repentance is an action we choose to turn to God when we have listened
to the Spirit within us. Dying from our
old self or our flesh and turning to God is like the season of fall dispersing
color on the Spirit of God. The
suffering of death in our flesh follows God's Grace. His grace is a tiny sample of what is to come
in the future. </div>
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We suffer many times in this life and in many ways,
physically and emotionally. Paul tells
us that our "sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will
be revealed in us". (NIV) God's glory revealed of dying from our old
selves and turning to Jesus is not worth comparing with what will be in
us. Yes, in us! Adopted children of God deeply loved by our
father! </div>
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"What, then
shall we say in response to these things?
If God is for us, who can be against us?" (NIV) Can
you hear the excitement in Paul's voice?
God is for us! God gave up His
son to suffer. Jesus suffered. Jesus was condemned. Jesus took our place. The good news is that Jesus conquered death
and lived again. Therefore, nothing can
get in the way from the love that God has for his adopted children.</div>
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Israel displayed their unbelief by laboring to attain
salvation. Paul was heartbroken and
wanted to help them and even said he would give up his own salvation for them
to see Jesus. Many Christians today work
to do good in hopes to be right with God. When it comes to following God during suffering, reconciliation and
proclaiming Jesus and then they stumble on the rock and fall. They have turned to their own flesh and are
basking in pride. "Brothers and
sisters, my heart's desire and prayer to God for the Israelites is that they
may be saved." (NIV) Paul's heart was aching for his friends to
turn away from trying to look good in front of others and soaks up Jesus. Pursing the law and doing good will not
produce righteousness. </div>
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Looking good may be pretending that you do not sin. Many may refuse to acknowledge that they are
not responsible for any wrongdoing. Many
people today blame others and claim they did nothing wrong. They may cover up their garbage with good
things, like helping the poor or giving to charity. This is like Israel, they did good and
followed the rules, and then they hear Paul say guess what? Hey, the Gentiles are invited and actually,
everyone is invited. Hey, Israel, by the
way, all the good works you were tallying, it is all for nothing. Lay down your back patting and get up and
turn, or repent. Jesus is Lord, not
you. Paul desperately wanted his friends
to repent. "Everyone who calls on
the name of the Lord will be saved."
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The Lord is near and saves us from inside our hearts. The work of God in us is transformation. When we look to God for help, we are waiting
and yearning for his work to make us more in His image. The transforming power happens when God does
the work as he chooses. We only have to live
our lives, turning to God. </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00575695726685765422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953855831215638850.post-58830432840107103482014-08-23T21:00:00.006-07:002014-08-23T21:06:17.372-07:00Invited<div class="MsoNormal">
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inviting me? I want to come. </span></div>
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On a hard wooden pew, she twirled her white eyelet dress,<br />
And clicked the buckled, white patent leather shoes.<br />
She pined for Jesus, requested bread and wine.<br />
Adults scold, "You're too young for this party."<br />
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Are you inviting me? I want to come.<br />
On her banana seat, she flew down the road making a party all her own.<br />
Sparkled handlebar tassels blew in the wind.<br />
She breezed to the shoreline to fish out cobalt ferry glass,<br />
Battered and smoothed by Lake Michigan.<br />
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Are you inviting me? I want to come.<br />
On her stomach, she rested under large tented pines.<br />
Her eyes glued to clues in Nancy Drew mysteries.<br />
A rolled up paper tied with string, a pencil, a blanket, and water to drink.<br />
She rested from the thorns, thistles, and prickles inside.<br />
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Are you inviting me? I want to come.<br />
Huddled friends promised not to laugh,<br />
If she sang aloud.<br />
As that Carpenters' record spun<br />
They snickered at her voice<br />
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Are you inviting me? I want to come.<br />
She emptied her purse, gave everything,<br />
Lavished Jesus with all she had,<br />
Gave parties, honored friends,<br />
Aching for love<br />
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Are you inviting me? I want to come<br />
The shoreline rippled a beckon, deeper than thorns, thistles, and prickles,<br />
A harboring, well within.<br />
Come sit with me.<br />
Bring nothing.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><i>Jennifer Oosterhouse 2014</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><i>Published August 2014 by D.S Martin on <b>The Project 55 </b></i></span><span style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 29.333335876464844px;"><b><i>http://55project.blogspot.com/2014/08/poem-015-invited.html?spref=bl</i></b></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00575695726685765422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953855831215638850.post-22258857820918390962014-08-23T11:34:00.001-07:002014-08-23T13:01:32.238-07:00Pour out the ALS Ice Water<div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; padding: 0px;">
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The ALS Ice Bucket Challenge is sweeping the nation for a great cause. The challenge is a request for donation to ALS. Pour a bucket of ice water over your head and donate $10.00 or skip the icy water and donate 100.00. Then, show your icy video on social media and challenge others.</div>
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The challenges originate with a 100.00-dollar donation made by the professional golfer, Chris Kennedy. The donation made by Kennedy was out of lovefor his suffering friend Anthony. Kennedy challenged his trainer, James Whatmore, who in turn challenged threefriends. On July 14, Kennedy posted his video onto the social media and challenged three friends. The ALS Ice Bucket Challenge is not only about money, video image competition, nor is about finding a cure; it is about community coming together in love.</div>
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One friend, Jeanette Senerchia accepted the challenge from Kennedy in honor of her husband Anthony who suffers from ALS. Family and friends joined in the challenge to support the Senerchias. Chris' wife, Ariana Kennedy started posting the videos on YouTube and in one week with over 400 videos,they cannot keep up. You can view the Kennedy videos at, https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCPBZfpL7bSNJa4Er6Gu6W5A.</div>
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ALS affects the brain cells and spinal cord. According to ALS Association at als.org, ALS is "The progressively degeneration of the motor neurons in ALS eventually leads to their death. When motor neurons die, the ability of the brain to imitate and control muscle movement is lost." There is no cure.</div>
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Some oppose the challenge for various reasons, wasting of clean water; ALS is involved in brain stem research and ALS researches using animals. These are good concerns and should be noted and weighed in love and care for the ones suffering. These concerns can also challenge some givers to donate to the ALS research without donating to brain cell research and animal research. Some are joining without donating to encourage ALS suffers by just pouring the bucket. As for wasting the water, there is no waste. Dumping water is a miracle cure that runs deeper that the disease. </div>
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The Ice Bucket Challenge is not only about the money. The Ice Bucket Challenge has created awareness of ALS and donations have exceeded 53 million. While the money may or may not find the physical cure, the beauty lies in the support of friends loving on hurting friends. ALS awareness has helped the many who are suffering step out in courage. According to the golf channel, Jeanette explains, "But he said he actually feels more comfortable in his own skin. He doesn't feel like he has to hide from people." </div>
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Those suffering from ALS have received the gift of courage from the loving support. There is hope for physical cure because of the donations. Like Anthony, many ALS sufferers are encourage and cured from the feeling of hiding. Nothing is wasted. I am proud of my friends that joined the community to pour icy water in the name of love. </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00575695726685765422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953855831215638850.post-33801078838414987932014-08-06T18:04:00.001-07:002014-08-06T18:04:30.705-07:00The 55 Project: Poem 015InvitedI am so excited D.S. Martin published my poem. <a href="http://55project.blogspot.com/2014/08/poem-015-invited.html?spref=bl">The 55 Project: Poem 015Invited</a>: Are you inviting me? I want to come. On a hard wooden pew, she twirled her white eyelet dress, And clicked the buckled, white patent leat...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00575695726685765422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953855831215638850.post-15830636618655544552014-04-19T20:20:00.000-07:002014-04-19T20:20:34.887-07:00For the Glory of the Lord.....He is Risen <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00575695726685765422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953855831215638850.post-3092788744532854452014-03-25T17:59:00.000-07:002014-04-19T20:00:35.823-07:00Creating a Station of the Cross <div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;">
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Imagine yourself overhearing a conversation between a
husband and his wife. The wife has been
disturbed in a dream. She interrupts her
husband's work to give him a message, "Do not judge that man who has done
nothing wrong. I have suffered greatly
because of him." The Stations of
the Cross are scenes that depict Jesus on his way to the crucifixion. The process of creating one station involves one
or more people, who choose a story from scripture<b> </b>and pray the scripture, do a word study, imagine living in the
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Praying the
scripture is conversation with God asking him to reveal the scripture. Praying the scripture also includes reading
the story in different versions, listening, and writing or thinking about the
story in our own words. While reading
the scripture in different versions, the varieties of words are helpful to
enlarge the imagination. Read the
passage in a room alone. Even better,
where two or more people are taking turns reading in different versions while
the others listen. Practice telling the
story to children or friends, and pay attention to each word and the feelings
behind the words. Tell the story to
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The story of Matthew 27:11-26 is the beginning of the path
on our walk with Jesus to his death. In
this scene, Jesus is standing before the governor, Pilate. Pilate is questioning Jesus. "Are you<sup> </sup>the King of the
Jews?" Pilate was impressed because
Jesus stood silent and did not defend himself. Pilate's wife had been disturbed in a
dream. She interrupted her husband at
work to give him a message, "Do not judge that man who has done nothing
wrong. I have suffered greatly because
of him."</div>
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It was the beginning of a celebration feast, and it was
the custom to give a prisoner his freedom.
Two prisoners stood facing a rioting crowd. Jesus, the King of the Jews, was innocent and
Jesus Barabbas guilty of horrible deeds.
Pilate had been thinking about the dream that his wife had, and said to
the crowd, "Whom do you want me to release for you: Barabbas, or<sup> </sup>Jesus
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Many sneaky, envious priests called Pharisees persuaded
the crowd to release Barabbas and kill Jesus.
Perhaps Pilate had envisioned the crowd choosing Notorious Barabbas. Maybe Pilate had chosen Barabbas thinking the
crowd would surely choose the innocent to go free. How surprised Pilate must have been to hear
the crowd shout, "Release Barabbas" Pilate continued to manipulate
the crowd and asked, "What should we do with Jesus?" The people shouted repeatedly, "Crucify
him!"</div>
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"And Pilate said, "Why,<sup> </sup>what
evil has he done?" They shouted louder,
"Let him be crucified!" So
when Pilate saw that he was gaining nothing, but rather that<sup> </sup>a
riot was beginning, he took water and<sup> </sup>washed his hands before
the crowd, saying, "I am innocent of this man’s blood, see to it yourselves." All the people answered, “His blood is on us
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A word study<b> </b>is a word or phrase that comes to the
mind after the story has been listened to a number of times. In Matthew 27, the word water jumped from the
text. How is water important to
people? Water is important in cleaning,
drinking, and it makes flowers grow. Water
is in our bodies as Perspiration and sweat.
Had Pilate sweated in front of the crowd remembering his wife's dream? Words describing water spill out within the
imagination like; washing, clean, baptism, purify, refreshes, thirst. The symbolic vision of Pilate washing his
hands was like a baptism of himself. How
could Pilate wash away his own sins?
Only God can clean us, purify, and refresh our souls. A word study is helpful to begin imagining
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Imagine living in the story allows questions while contemplating
the scripture. Where am I standing? What am I feeling? What do I see? How is the scene of Pilot washing his hands
coming to life? Imagine standing in the
crowd shouting, "Crucify him", or hiding and pretending not to know
the innocent Jesus. Pretend to be Pilate
and work hard to free the innocent Jesus and please the crowd at the same time. Think about the surrounding and the smells, noises,
and look around to see, this creates a place brought to life for others. </div>
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The visual of standing
in Pilate's shoes could be a reminder of avoiding conflict to please
others. This is the invitation that has been
reveal from the experience in praying the scripture, studying the word, water; and
then imagining being Pilate in the story. "Pilate Washes His Hands" is the
title of Station 1.</div>
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In Station 1, a bowl of water was set on a pedestal the
height of a bathroom counter with inviting a guest to imagine being Pilot. The guest may step up to the pedestal and then
imagine washing their hands. On the
pedestal is a towel with a red hand imprint.
Red and purple fabrics drape over a clear, threefold wall. One section of the wall is like a window and
through the window; painted fists are view along with the words "Crucify
Him". Pretend to stand as Pilate
washing your hands. The rioting people
are demanding the freedom of Barabbas. A
woman tells of a disturbing dream and urges have anything to do with innocent
Jesus. The hand that swipes the sweat
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The Journey of choosing and praying scripture, studying
words, imaging you in the story, and creating the station reveals the need for
Jesus. This Journey of Imagination has
drawn me to experience a deeper love of Jesus encased with suffering and the
Joy of seeing the Lord is near to the broken hearted. </div>
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<span style="background-color: red;"><br /></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00575695726685765422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953855831215638850.post-699802627925363042013-12-24T11:42:00.000-08:002013-12-24T11:44:53.587-08:00May your Christmas see the love that engulfs you....the real Jesus. Happy Holidays!Take a walk and see the beauty in a cold, frozen world. Let the love of Jesus embrace every joy and sorrow. <br />
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his skin “scales” painfully torn from his body revealing a new Eustance. I remember riding with wounded Puddleglum through the tunnels of the underworld on the only path toward Narnia. The last battle, waiting for the real Aslan to please step forward. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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The master of Biblical imagination enters a pub chatting aloud to friends that desire to hear his voice. The voice speaks working the words creating a picture of truth. I imagine listening unnoticed with my back to the wall. Careful not to interrupt with the slightest sound. I have a hope to chat within the conversation. I am not invited, I only listen. I cherish the words of Mr. Lewis' pondering with friends. Lewis reopened the door of my imagination. Good memories those old books!</div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.701961); color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">Hallelujah! What a Savior!</span><br />
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Job was in more pain than the pain from the
circumstances. The posing arrows of God protruded
deeply in Job inmost being. Job us unable to be comforted by his friends or his
own thoughts and God was silent. Silence
from God. That reminds me of Christ
separated from God. </div>
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Job us unable to be comforted by his friends or his own
thoughts. It would have been a comfort
for Job to have been unrighteous. At
least he would have had an answer to his troubles. </div>
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<span style="color: #5c1101; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Job 6<o:p></o:p></span></h3>
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<span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5pt;">Job</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></h3>
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<span class="chapternum"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15pt;">6 </span></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Then
Job replied:</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">2 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“If only my anguish
could be weighed</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and all
my misery be placed on the scales!</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">3 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It would surely outweigh
the sand</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">of the seas—</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">no
wonder my words have been impetuous.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">4 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The arrows</span></b></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">of the
Almighty</span></b></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">are in me,</span></b></span><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></b><span class="indent-1-breaks"><b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">my spirit drinks</span></b></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">in their poison;</span></b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">God’s
terrors</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">are marshaled against
me.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">5 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Does a wild donkey</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">bray</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">when it has grass,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">or an
ox bellow when it has fodder?</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">6 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Is tasteless food eaten
without salt,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">or is
there flavor in the sap of the mallow</span></span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;">[</span></sup></b></span><a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Job+6&version=NIV#fen-NIV-12985a" title="See footnote a"><b><sup><span style="color: #b37162; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;">a</span></sup></b></a><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;">]</span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">?</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">7 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I refuse to touch it;</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">such
food makes me ill.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">8 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“Oh, that I might have
my request,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">that
God would grant what I hope for,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">9 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">that God would be
willing to crush</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">me,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">to let
loose his hand and cut off my life!</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">10 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Then I would still have
this consolation—</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></b></span><span class="text"><b><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">my joy in unrelenting pain—</span></u></b></span><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></b><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><b><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">that I had not denied the words</span></u></b></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></u></span><span class="text"><b><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">of the
Holy One.</span></u></b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">11 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“What strength do I
have, that I should still hope?</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What
prospects, that I should be patient?</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">12 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Do I have the strength
of stone?</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Is my
flesh bronze?</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">13 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Do I have any power to help myself</span></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">now
that success has been driven from me?</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">14 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“<b>Anyone who withholds kindness from a friend</b></span></span><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></b><span class="indent-1-breaks"><b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">forsakes the fear of the Almighty</span></b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">15 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But my brothers are as
undependable as intermittent streams,</span></u></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">as the
streams that overflow</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">16 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">when darkened by thawing
ice</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and
swollen with melting snow,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">17 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">but that <u>stop flowing
in the dry season</u>,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and in
the heat</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">vanish from their
channels.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">18 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Caravans turn aside from
their routes;</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">they go
off into the wasteland and perish.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">19 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The caravans of Tema</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">look for water,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">the
traveling merchants of Sheba</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">look in
hope.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">20 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">They are distressed,
because they had been confident;</span></u></span><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></u><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">they
arrive there, only to be disappointed.</span></u></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">21 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Now you too have proved to be of no help;</span></b></span><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></b><span class="indent-1-breaks"><b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">you see something dreadful and are afraid.</span></b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">22 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Have I ever said, ‘Give
something on my behalf,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">pay a
ransom</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">for me from your wealth,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">23 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">deliver me from the hand
of the enemy,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">rescue
me from the clutches of the ruthless’?</span></span><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">24 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“Teach me, and I will be
quiet;</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">show me
where I have been wrong.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">25 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">How painful are honest
words!</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But what do your arguments prove?</span></b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">26 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Do you mean to correct
what I say,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and
treat my desperate words as wind?</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">27 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You would even cast lots</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">for the fatherless</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and
barter away your friend.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">28 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“But now be so kind as
to look at me.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Would I
lie to your face?</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">29 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Relent, do not be
unjust;</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">reconsider,
for my integrity</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">is at
stake.</span></span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;">[</span></sup></b></span><a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Job+6&version=NIV#fen-NIV-13008b" title="See footnote b"><b><sup><span style="color: #b37162; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;">b</span></sup></b></a><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;">]</span></sup></b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">30 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Is there any wickedness
on my lips?</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Can my
mouth not discern</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">malice?</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Job has Joy in the unrelenting pain that he has not denied
the words of the Holy One. I remember
that Peter had denied Christ. Peter never
thought that he would deny Jesus and when he heard the rooster crow he
remembered. Joy in the unrelenting
pain. Job had trust in God and yet the
pain was so deep that Job prayed for death.
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Anyone who withholds kindness from a friend forsakes the
fear of the Lord. A friend can only
give what he has and no more. Elipaz
treated Job’s pain as nothing “the wind”.
How disappointing to have thought
that his friend, <span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Eliphaz would bring the kindness
that Job needed. Eliphaz forsaks the
fear of the Lord and Job suffered pain and disappointment in a friend that did
not know how to be kind with Job in his
suffering. Job’s suffering was disappointing
to Eliphaz. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><b><u>Thoughts</u></b><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Have you had a thought that friend has grieved long enough? <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">When a friend is grieving are you making up ideas in your head
excusing their troubles to a God that is punishing them for something?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Remember….Christ took our punishment to the Cross! Thinking someone is being punished by God is
denying Christ. Like Peter when he heard
the rooster crow. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">What would it look like to show kindness to the one who is
suffering?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">Remember….Eliphaz said you and you and you….reminding Job of the
words of kindness he used to help others in Job 6. Eliphaz used scripture wrongly. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal;">Eliphaz does not understand what he is doing. He has known God as a God that blaming others
for suffering is the way he has thought God rolls. Have you heard the phrase
you reap what you sow? This can be true,
but not in this instance. Eliphaz exclaims, “Resentment kills a fool, envy slays
the simple.” <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3>
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<span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal;">Job has cried out in deep anguish after the death of his children. Then Eliphaz says his children are far from
safety crushed in the court without a defender.
Eliphaz is working to dash away any hope in God. I wonder if Elephaz had hope in Job instead
of God. This would explain his desire to
want Job to save himself. This reminds
me of Christ in the dessert hearing, save yourself from Satan. This reminds of Christ hanging on the Cross
while some stood and hoped He would save himself. <o:p></o:p></span></span></h3>
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<span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; font-weight: normal;">It seems that Eliphaz is saying, “Hey Job, It is time to quit and pull yourself
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<span class="chapternum"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15pt;">5 </span></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“Call if you will, but who will answer you?</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">To
which of the holy ones</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">will
you turn?</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">2 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Resentment</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">kills a fool,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and
envy slays the simple.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">3 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I myself have seen</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">a fool taking root,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">but
suddenly</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">his house was cursed.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">4 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">His children</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">are far from safety</span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">crushed
in court</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">without a defender</span></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">5 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The hungry consume his
harvest,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">taking
it even from among thorns,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> <u> </u></span></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and
the thirsty pant after his wealth.</span></u></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">6 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">For hardship does not
spring from the soil,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">nor
does trouble sprout from the ground.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">7 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><b><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yet man is born to trouble</span></u></b></span><b><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></u></b><span class="indent-1-breaks"><b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> <u> </u></span></b></span><span class="text"><b><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">as surely as sparks fly upward.</span></u></b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">8 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“But if I were you, I
would appeal to God;</span></u></span><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></u><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> <u> </u></span></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I
would lay my cause before him.</span></u></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">9 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">He performs wonders</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">that cannot be fathomed,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">miracles
that cannot be counted.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">10 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">He provides rain for the
earth;</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">he
sends water on the countryside.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">11 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The lowly he sets on
high,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and those who mourn</span></b></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">are lifted</span></b></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">to safety</span></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">12 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">He thwarts the plans</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">of the crafty,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">so that
their hands achieve no success.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">13 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">He catches the wise</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">in their craftiness,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and the
schemes of the wily are swept away.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">14 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Darkness</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">comes upon them in the daytime;</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">at noon
they grope as in the night.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">15 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">He saves the needy</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">from the sword in their mouth;</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">he
saves them from the clutches of the powerful.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">16 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So the poor</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">have hope,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and
injustice shuts its mouth.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">17 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“Blessed is the one </span></u></span><span class="text"><u><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">whom
God corrects</span></u></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">;</span></u></span><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></u><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">so
do not <b>despise the discipline</b></span></u></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></u></span><span class="text"><b><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">of the
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</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">18<u> </u></span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">For he wounds, but he
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injures, but his hands also heal.</span></u></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">19 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">From six calamities he
will rescue</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">you;</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">in
seven no harm will touch you.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">20 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In famine</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">he will deliver you from death,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and in
battle from the stroke of the sword.</span></span></div>
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</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">21 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">You will </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">be
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</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and
need not fear</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">when
destruction comes.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">22 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">You will</span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> laugh</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">at destruction and famine,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and
need not fear the wild animals.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">23<u> </u></span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">For </span></u></span><span class="text"><u><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">you
will</span></u></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> have a covenant</span></u></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></u></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">with the stones</span></u></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></u></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">of the field,</span></u></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and the
wild animals will be at peace with you.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">24<u> </u></span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><u><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">You will </span></u></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">know
that</span></u></span><span class="text"><u><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> your</span></u></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> tent is secure;</span></u></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">you will </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">take
stock of your property and find nothing missing.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">25 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><u><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">You will</span></u></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">
know that your children will be many,</span></u></span><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></u><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> <u> </u></span></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and
your descendants like the grass of the earth.</span></u></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">26 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><u><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">You will</span></u></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">
come to the grave in full vigor,</span></u></span><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></u><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">like
sheaves gathered in season.</span></u></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">27 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“We have examined this,
and it is true.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So hear
it</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and apply it to
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mentions God as a God who corrects and discipline? The friend that sat with Job and mourned with
Job for 7 days cannot stand it any longer. God said that Job was blameless and
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<span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="line-height: 14.25pt;"> Have you blamed
without knowing the circumstances? Have you blamed while knowing the </span><span style="line-height: 19px;">circumstances</span><span style="line-height: 14.25pt;">? Eliphaz knew the circumstances and yet blamed and his loveless words cut
deep into Jobs bleeding wounds. <o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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have you blamed others by hearing God’s word out of context? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="text Job-4-1-Job-4-6" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; position: relative;">“Would you mind if I said something to you?</span><br style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal;" /><span class="indent-1" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Job-4-1-Job-4-6" style="position: relative;">Under the circumstances it’s hard to keep quiet.</span></span><br style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal;" /><span class="text Job-4-1-Job-4-6" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; position: relative;">You yourself have done this plenty of times, spoken words</span><br style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal;" /><span class="indent-1" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Job-4-1-Job-4-6" style="position: relative;">that clarify, encouraged those who were about to quit.</span></span><br style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal;" /><span class="text Job-4-1-Job-4-6" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; position: relative;">Your words have put stumbling people on their feet,</span><br style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal;" /><span class="indent-1" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Job-4-1-Job-4-6" style="position: relative;">put fresh hope in people about to collapse.</span></span><br style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal;" /><span class="text Job-4-1-Job-4-6" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; position: relative;">But now <i>you’re</i> the one in trouble—you’re hurting!</span><br style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal;" /><span class="indent-1" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Job-4-1-Job-4-6" style="position: relative;">You’ve been hit hard and you’re reeling from the blow.</span></span><br style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal;" /><span class="text Job-4-1-Job-4-6" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; position: relative;">But shouldn’t your devout life give you confidence now?</span><br style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal;" /><span class="indent-1" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Job-4-1-Job-4-6" style="position: relative;">Shouldn’t your exemplary life give you hope?</span></span></h3>
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<span style="color: #5c1101; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">We have plenty to say to others when they are in trouble! We can use our words to put stumbling people on their feet. Words and Words talking over and over, convincing words. Words that are to uplift. Words come easy to the one who is not in trouble. I wondered how often I have used words to soothe </span><span style="color: #5c1101; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">the one who is in trouble. Eliphaz wants Job to put his </span><span style="color: #5c1101; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">confidence</span><span style="color: #5c1101; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"> is Job's own devout life. Ehiphaz is saying that Job's exemplary life should give him hope. So in other words....Since we live a good life we can have hope? Then is there no hope for the ones that do not lead a good life?</span></div>
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<b style="background-color: white; color: #00509f; text-align: -webkit-center;">My hope is built on nothing less<br />Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.<br />I dare not trust the sweetest frame,<br />But wholly trust in Jesus’ Name.<br /><br />Refrain<br /><br />On Christ the solid Rock I stand,<br />All other ground is sinking sand;<br />All other ground is sinking sand.<br /><br />When darkness seems to hide His face,<br />I rest on His unchanging grace.<br />In every high and stormy gale,<br />My anchor holds within the veil.<br /><br />Refrain<br /><br />His oath, His covenant, His blood,<br />Support me in the whelming flood.<br />When all around my soul gives way,<br />He then is all my Hope and Stay.<br /><br />Refrain<br /><br />When He shall come with trumpet sound,<br />Oh may I then in Him be found.<br />Dressed in His righteousness alone,<br />Faultless to stand before the throne.</b><br />
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Eliphaz the Temanite</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">replied:</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">2 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“If someone ventures a
word with you, will you be impatient?</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But who
can keep from speaking?</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">3 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Think how<b> </b></span></span><span class="text"><b><u><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">you</span></u></b></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></u></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">have instructed many,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">how you
have strengthened feeble hands.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">4</span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9pt;"> </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><u>Your</u></span></b></span><span class="text"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><b><u> words</u></b> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">have supported those who
stumbled;</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">you</span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> have
strengthened faltering knees.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">5 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But now trouble comes to
you, and you are discouraged;</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">it
strikes</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">you, and </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">you</span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">are
dismayed.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">6 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Should not<b> </b></span></u></span><span class="text"><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><u>your</u></span></b></span><span class="text"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><b><u> piety</u></b><u> be </u><b><u>your</u></b></span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b><u>
confidence</u></b></span></span><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></u><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> <u> </u></span></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and </span></u></span><span class="text"><b><u><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">your blameless</span></u></b></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></u></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">ways your hope?</span></u></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">7 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“Consider now: Who,
being innocent, has ever perished?</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Where
were the upright ever destroyed?</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">8 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As I
have observed,</span></u></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></u></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">those
who plow evil</span></u></span><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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those who sow trouble reap it.</span></u></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">9 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">At the </span></span><span class="text"><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">breath of God</span></b></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> </span></span><span class="text"><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">they perish</span></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">;</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">at the </span></span><span class="text"><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">blast of his anger</span></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> they
are no more.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">10 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The lions may roar</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and growl,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">yet the
</span></span><span style="color: red;"><b><u><span class="text"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">teeth of the great lions</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">are broken</span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">.</span></span></u></b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">11 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The lion perishes for
lack of prey,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and the
cubs of the lioness are scattered.</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: #5c1101; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ehiphaz points to Job's peity, Jobs confidence, Job's blameless life. Where is God? I would also think that the way Ehiphaz has labeled Job as discouraged is wrong. Job is grieving. Ehiphaz wants to fix Job with his words and using God's words to persuade Job into cutting the grieving short. Ehiphaz tells of God's blast of anger and digs into Job while he is suffering. </span><br />
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<span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">12 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“A word</span></b></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">was secretly brought to me,</span></b></span></div>
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<span class="indent-1-breaks"><b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">my ears caught a whisper</span></b></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">of it.</span></b></span><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></b><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">13 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Amid disquieting dreams in the night,</span></b></span><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></b><span class="indent-1-breaks"><b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">when deep sleep falls on people,</span></b></span><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></b><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">14<span style="color: red;"> </span></span></sup></b></span><u><b><span style="color: red;"><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">fear and trembling</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">seized me</span></span></span></b></u><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></b><span class="indent-1-breaks"><b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><u>and made all my bones shake.</u></span></b></span><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></b><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">15 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A spirit glided past my face,</span></b></span><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></b><span class="indent-1-breaks"><b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and t<span style="color: red;"><u>he hair on my body stood on end.</u></span></span></b></span><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></b><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">16 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It stopped,</span></b></span><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></b><span class="indent-1-breaks"><b><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></b></span><span class="text"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">but <span style="color: red;"><u>I could not tell what it was</u></span>.</span></b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
<span class="text">A form stood before my eyes,</span><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">and I
heard a hushed voice:</span></span><br />
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</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">17 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">‘Can a mortal be more
righteous than God?</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Can
even a strong man be more pure than his Maker?</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What is this vision that </span><span style="color: #5c1101; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ehiphaz sees? I wondered would the Spirit of God bring trembling and fear and make the hair on our body stand on end? </span><span style="color: #5c1101; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ehiphaz</span><span style="color: #5c1101; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> did not recognize the Spirit. And then the voice Speaks truth: </span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">17 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">‘Can a mortal be more righteous than God? </span></span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Can even a strong man be more pure than his Maker? Yes this is a true statement. I really believe that Job never believed that he was more righteous than God. Therefore this was not helpful to Job. Infact it was hurtful.</span></span><br />
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<span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Have you ever used a true verse, vision or idea of the way you thought it should be to work to fix someone or a situation? This is not from the Spirit of God. I don't believe that God's Spirit comes in a Hushed voice. I believe his spirit comes is a gentle whisper. This whisper is loving and kind. </span></span><br />
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<span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Maybe the Spirit was the Spirit of God and then I believe the words that the Spirit gave </span></span><span style="color: #5c1101; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ehiphaz</span><span style="color: #5c1101; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> was for </span><span style="color: #5c1101; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ehiphaz. This was not for Job. When the Spirit comes to us it is good to listen on how God is Speaking to "me". </span><br />
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<b>in his servants</b>,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">if he
charges his angels with error,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">19 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">how much more those who
live in houses of clay,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">whose
foundations</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">are in
the dust,</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">who are
crushed</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">more readily than a
moth!</span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">20 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Between
dawn and dusk they are broken to pieces;</span></u></span><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></u><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">unnoticed,
they perish forever.</span></u></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="text"><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">21 </span></sup></b></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Are
not the cords of their tent pulled up,</span></u></span><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></u><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">so
that they die</span></u></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></u></span><span class="text"><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">without
wisdom?’</span></u></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: #5c1101; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>God trusts Job to suffer</b>. The cords of the tents are not pulled up and just left to die. The cords of the tents are pulled up to bind them to the horns of the alter. Job is trusted by God to suffer. </span><span style="color: #5c1101; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
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I remember watching Billy Graham many times as child and it is the same message. </div>
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Thank you Billy Graham for your faithful Service to the Lord Jesus Christ.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00575695726685765422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953855831215638850.post-73254841838276603822013-11-06T09:42:00.000-08:002013-11-06T09:46:48.031-08:00<br />
<u><b>Life of the Beloved Henri J.M. Nouwen </b></u><br />
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Henri wrote the Life of the Beloved from the fruit of a friendship. It is a true blessing to have a friend where joy, pain and struggle can be welcomed. The Life of the Beloved tells us the Spiritual life is worth all our energy. <br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">“To be chosen as the Beloved of God is something radically different. Instead of excluding others, it includes others. Instead of rejecting others as less valuable, it accepts others in their own uniqueness. It is not a competitive, but a compassionate choice. Our minds have great difficulty in coming to grips with such a reality. Maybe our minds will never understand it. Perhaps it is only our hearts that can accomplish this. Every time we hear about 'chosen people', 'chosen talents', or 'chosen friends', we almost automatically start thinking about elites and find ourselves not far from feelings of jealousy, anger, or resentment. Not seldom has the perception of others as being chosen led to aggression, violence, and war.” </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">― </span><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4837.Henri_J_M_Nouwen" style="background-color: white; color: #666600; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;">Henri J.M. Nouwen</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">, </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/9477" style="color: #666600; text-decoration: none;">Life of the Beloved: Spiritual Living in a Secular World</a></i><br />
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"We are chosen to be blessed and broken so as to be given."<br />
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We are a chosen priesthood and a holy nation to be blessed and broken as to be given. God has so much to share in our brokenness.<br />
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Advent reading from the Life of the Beloved<br />
<a href="http://wp.henrinouwen.org/rgroup_blog/">http://wp.henrinouwen.org/rgroup_blog/</a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00575695726685765422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953855831215638850.post-53388496762833250952013-11-05T20:04:00.001-08:002013-11-08T20:52:33.465-08:00Job Compassion and Injustice Part 3 Friends <div class="heading passage-class-0" style="background-color: white; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px;">
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<span class="text Job-2-11" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="versenum" style="font-size: 0.75em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;">11 </span>Now when Job's three <span style="font-size: 0.65em;"><span class="crossreference" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-12903P" title="See cross-reference P">P</a>)"></span></span>friends heard of all this evil that had come upon him, they came each from his own place, Eliphaz <span style="font-size: 0.65em;"><span class="crossreference" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-12903Q" title="See cross-reference Q">Q</a>)"></span></span>the Temanite, Bildad <span style="font-size: 0.65em;"><span class="crossreference" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-12903R" title="See cross-reference R">R</a>)"></span></span>the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite. They made an appointment together to come to <span style="font-size: 0.65em;"><span class="crossreference" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-12903S" title="See cross-reference S">S</a>)"></span></span>show him sympathy and comfort him.</span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> <span class="text Job-2-12" id="en-ESV-12904"><span class="versenum" style="font-size: 0.75em; vertical-align: top;">1</span><span class="versenum" style="font-size: 0.75em; vertical-align: top;">2 </span>And when they saw him from a distance, they did not recognize him. And they raised their voices and wept, and they <span class="crossreference" style="font-size: 0.65em; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-12904T" title="See cross-reference T">T</a>)"></span>tore their robes and sprinkled <span class="crossreference" style="font-size: 0.65em; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-12904U" title="See cross-reference U">U</a>)"></span>dust on their heads toward heaven.</span> <span class="text Job-2-13" id="en-ESV-12905"><span class="versenum" style="font-size: 0.75em; vertical-align: top;">13 </span>And they sat with him on the ground <span style="font-size: 0.65em;"><span class="crossreference" style="font-size: 0.65em; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-ESV-12905V" title="See cross-reference V">V</a>)"></span></span>seven days and seven nights, and no one spoke a word to him, for they saw that his suffering was very great</span></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdNiW1oN__RQoYgUn6VNnzqRMYKUA0R9W8Sf_JxMW4ywA8vSyH082cMs5mRwOmRrDxzl9YaV4r6OjVvw1PAbNR6GpTVvSdbt4VNHu8Wuytm8XGGBhuiTcLcN2E0l0jILPQ01H0jN7Ealo/s1600/IMG_20131105_225820_629.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdNiW1oN__RQoYgUn6VNnzqRMYKUA0R9W8Sf_JxMW4ywA8vSyH082cMs5mRwOmRrDxzl9YaV4r6OjVvw1PAbNR6GpTVvSdbt4VNHu8Wuytm8XGGBhuiTcLcN2E0l0jILPQ01H0jN7Ealo/s640/IMG_20131105_225820_629.jpg" width="640" /></a><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.5pt;">Job Speaks </span></span></h3>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="chapternum"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 15pt;">3 </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">After
this, Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth.</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> </span></span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">2 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">He
said:</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">3 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">“<u>May the day of my
birth perish,</u></span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">and the
night that said, ‘A boy is conceived!’</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">4 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">That day—may it turn to
darkness;</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">may God
above not care about it;</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">may no
light shine on it.</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">5 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">May gloom and utter
darkness</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">claim it once more;</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">may a
cloud settle over it;</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">may
blackness overwhelm it.</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">6 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">That night—may thick
darkness</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">seize it;</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">may it
not be included among the days of the year</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">nor be
entered in any of the months.</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">7 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><u><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">May that night be barren</span></u></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">;</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">may no
shout of joy</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">be
heard in it.</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">8 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">May those who curse days</span></span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;">[<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Job%203&version=NIV#fen-NIV-12913a" title="See footnote a"><span style="color: #b37162;">a</span></a>]</span></sup></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">curse that day,</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">those
who are ready to rouse Leviathan.</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">9 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">May its morning stars
become dark;</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">may it
wait for daylight in vain</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">and not
see the first rays of dawn,</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9pt;">10 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><u><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">for it did not shut the doors of the womb
on me</span></u></span><u><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span></u><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><u><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">to hide trouble from my eyes.</span></u></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">11 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">“<u>Why did I not perish at birth,</u></span></span><u><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span></u><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><u><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">and die as I came from the womb?</span></u></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">12 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Why were there knees to
receive me</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">and <u>breasts
that I might be nursed?</u></span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">13 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">For now I would be lying
down</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">in peace;</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">I would
be asleep and at rest</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">14 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">with kings and rulers of
the earth,</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">who
built for themselves places now lying in ruins,</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">15 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">with princes</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">who had gold,</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">who
filled their houses with silver.</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9pt;">16 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><u><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Or
why was I not hidden away in the ground like a stillborn child,</span></u></span><u><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span></u><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><u><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">like
an infant who never saw the light of day?</span></u></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">17 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">There the wicked cease
from turmoil,</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">and
there the weary are at rest.</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">18 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Captives</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">also enjoy their ease;</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">they no
longer hear the slave driver’s</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">shout.</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">19 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">The small and the great
are there,</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">and the
slaves are freed from their owners.</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">20 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">“Why is light given to those in misery</span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">,</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">and
life to the bitter of soul,</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">21 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">to those who long for
death that does not come,</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">who
search for it more than for hidden treasure,</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">22 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">who are filled with
gladness</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
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rejoice when they reach the grave?</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">23 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">Why is life given to a man</span></span><span style="color: red; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
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</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">24 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">For sighing</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">has become my daily food;</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
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groans</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">pour out like water.</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">25 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><u><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">What I feared has come upon me</span></u></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">;</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="indent-1-breaks"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Courier New"; font-size: 5.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">what I dreaded</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">has happened to me.</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
</span><span class="text"><sup><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.0pt;">26 </span></sup></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">I have no peace,</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"> </span></span><span class="text"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";">no quietness;</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Verdana","sans-serif";"><br />
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I imagined that the world has gone about their work. Nothing stops. While</span> <span style="font-weight: normal;">Job lay on the ground weeping everyone else went about their busy lives. Sadness cannot move, it is numb. Job's body would have had to completely shut down and stop to grieve. The three friends stopped with Job. They cried with Job. No words can ever make pain go away. Nothing said or done could ever help to sooth a numb body and soul. Have you cried with a friend and sat with them in silence?</span></div>
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<span class="text Isa-52-13" style="font-weight: normal; position: relative;"><span class="versenum" style="display: block; font-size: 0.75em; font-weight: bold; left: -4.8em; position: absolute; vertical-align: top;">13 </span>See, my servant<span class="crossreference" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-18710AT" title="See cross-reference AT">AT</a>)"></span> will act wisely<span class="footnote" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="[<a href="#fen-NIV-18710b" title="See footnote b">b</a>]">[<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isaiah+52&version=NIV#fen-NIV-18710b" style="color: #b37162; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top;" title="See footnote b">b</a>]</span>;</span><br />
<span class="indent-1" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Isa-52-13" style="position: relative;">he will be raised and lifted up and highly exalted.<span class="crossreference" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-18710AU" title="See cross-reference AU">AU</a>)"></span></span></span><br />
<span class="text Isa-52-14" id="en-NIV-18711" style="position: relative;"><span class="versenum" style="display: block; font-size: 0.75em; left: -4.8em; position: absolute; vertical-align: top;">14 </span>Just as there were many who were appalled<span class="crossreference" style="font-size: 0.65em; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-18711AV" title="See cross-reference AV">AV</a>)"></span> at him<span class="footnote" style="font-size: 0.65em; vertical-align: top;" value="[<a href="#fen-NIV-18711c" title="See footnote c">c</a>]">[<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isaiah+52&version=NIV#fen-NIV-18711c" style="color: #b37162; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top;" title="See footnote c">c</a>]</span>—</span><br />
<span class="indent-1"><span class="indent-1-breaks" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 0.42em; line-height: 0;"> </span><span class="text Isa-52-14" style="position: relative;">his appearance was so disfigured<span class="crossreference" style="font-size: 0.65em; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-18711AW" title="See cross-reference AW">AW</a>)"></span> beyond that of any human being</span></span><br />
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<span class="text Isa-52-15" id="en-NIV-18712" style="font-weight: normal; position: relative;"><span class="versenum" style="display: block; font-size: 0.75em; font-weight: bold; left: -4.8em; position: absolute; vertical-align: top;">15 </span>so he will sprinkle<span class="crossreference" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-18712AY" title="See cross-reference AY">AY</a>)"></span> many nations,<span class="footnote" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="[<a href="#fen-NIV-18712d" title="See footnote d">d</a>]">[<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isaiah+52&version=NIV#fen-NIV-18712d" style="color: #b37162; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top;" title="See footnote d">d</a>]</span></span><br />
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<span class="text Isa-52-15" style="font-weight: normal; position: relative;">For what they were not told, they will see,</span><br />
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Job's friends have left and Job now sits alone. Silence has given Job time to find the words to speak. Job is alone and he wants to die. Nothing could relieve the great pain except death. Who is Job talking to? His wife? God?</div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Have we considered that the loss of a soul of one of our children a death? Have you contemplated that when a soul is lost this is permanent</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;">? Do you grieve for the souls of your friends, loved ones and family more than you grieve for their lives in this tiny speck of time?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><sup><span style="font-size: 9pt;">9 </span></sup></b><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><b>“<u>Does Job fear God for nothing</u></b>?” Satan replied. </span><b><sup><span style="font-size: 9pt;">10 </span></sup></b><span style="font-size: 12pt;">“Have you not put a hedge around him and his household and everything he has? You have blessed the work of his hands, so that his flocks and herds are spread throughout the land. </span><b><sup><span style="font-size: 9pt;">11 </span></sup></b><span style="font-size: 12pt;">But now stretch out your hand and strike everything he has,and he will surely curse you to your face.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b><sup><span style="font-size: 9pt;">13 </span></sup></b><span style="font-size: 12pt;">One day when Job’s sons and daughters were feasting and drinking wine at the oldest brother’s house, </span><b><sup><span style="font-size: 9pt;">14 </span></sup></b><span style="font-size: 12pt;">a messenger came to Job and said, “The oxen were plowing and the donkeys were grazing nearby, </span><b><sup><span style="font-size: 9pt;">15 </span></sup></b><span style="font-size: 12pt;">and the Sabeans attacked and made off with them. They put the servants to the sword, and I am the only one who has escaped to tell you!”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">“Naked I came from my mother’s womb,</span><span style="font-size: 5pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 12pt;">and naked I will depart.</span><b><sup><span style="font-size: 8pt;">[<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Job%201&version=NIV#fen-NIV-12891c" title="See footnote c"><span style="color: #b37162; text-decoration: none;">c</span></a>]</span></sup></b><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br />The <span style="font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span> gave and the <span style="font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span> has taken away;</span><span style="font-size: 5pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 12pt;">may the name of the <span style="font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span> be praised.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">“Naked I came from my mother’s womb,</span><span style="font-size: 5pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 12pt;">and naked I will depart.</span><b><sup><span style="font-size: 8pt;">[<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Job%201&version=NIV#fen-NIV-12891c" title="See footnote c"><span style="color: #b37162; text-decoration: none;">c</span></a>]</span></sup></b><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br />The <span style="font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span> gave and the <span style="font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span> has taken away;</span><span style="font-size: 5pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 12pt;">may the name of the <span style="font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span> be praised.”</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">Some may see that praise is a happy hand clapping </span>ceremony. Oh, and yes we worship is music as the family of God. Praise God and be happy, really? Ignore the pain and see that the Lord is good. Have you heard these things and have you taught them to your children? Stop crying. Why should you be so sad, you have your life? You look ridiculous get up off the ground! Have you had people in your life that wish you to pull yourself up by your own bootstraps? Have you worked to cover the pain so that people will see that you are strong and courageous? Please! The"fake it" is your own work and has nothing to do with the Lord. Have you cried out to the Lord? Real strength comes from the fear and love of the Lord.<br />
Have you worshiped is gladness in the family of God with music? Is that the only worship for you? Have you shared you deepest pains with the Lord? How does it feel to walk into music worship everyone clapping and smiling while you are in deep pain? Job will morn aloud, a wailing music, with the Lord..<br />
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Real strength comes from the fear and love of the Lord. Job will morn aloud, a wailing music, with the Lord. <br />
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Do you know the worship that morns? Have you worshiped the Lord in tears and anguish?<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00575695726685765422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953855831215638850.post-60825258094695757042013-11-04T11:47:00.001-08:002013-11-04T11:49:57.215-08:00Job Compassion and Injustice Part 1<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 15pt;">1 </span></b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">In the land of Uz there lived a man whose name was Job. <b>This man was blameless and upright</b>; <b>he feared God and shunned evil</b>. </span><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">2 </span></sup></b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">He had seven sons and three daughters, </span><b><sup><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">3 </span></sup></b><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">and he owned seven thousand sheep, three thousand camels, five hundred yoke of oxen and five hundred donkeys, and had a large number of servants. He was the greatest man among all the people of the East.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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I have been contemplating the written words that tell of Job being upright and blameless. I wondered if blameless and upright means because he feared God and shunned evil. Does blameless and upright mean Job did not sin? How could it be that Job was without sin? When I read 1 John 1:5-10. "If we say we have not sinned, we make Him a liar, and His Word is not in us."<br />
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Early in the morning Job would sacrifice a burnt offering for each of his children thinking perhaps that they might sin. What a beautiful gift for father to give his children. Job dearly loved his children with the act of repentance so that they could be presented before God as blameless and upright.<br />
Job desiring his children's blameless and upright before their maker reminds me of my Heavenly Father graciously and tenderly loving me by sending his son the Righteous Jesus to atone for my sin. <br />
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I imagined that Job's regular repentance act had also included himself and his wife. Or maybe he had been able to keep from sinning. It does say that he brought his children and really Job did not know for sure if they had sinned..Perhaps? <br />
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Thank you Lord Jesus that as I come to you and confess you will purity me from unrighteousness<br />
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When Jesus enter the dessert and Satan tempted Him. Jesus did not sin. Will Job be able to hold himself in check or will he be in need of a Holy God?<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00575695726685765422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953855831215638850.post-33100847792928616082013-11-02T19:55:00.000-07:002013-11-02T21:07:38.863-07:00Baby Santa’s Can't Rob Jesus<div class="MsoNormal">
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<span style="font-size: 11pt;"> “I have an idea for a restaurant.” I heard some
say. It sounded amazing. Convert the old railroad Depot while
leaving all the beautiful history and adding trains coming and going chugging
along throughout the old building. How cool is that? People
would come to see the art of history in collections, plastered in frames on the
old wood. The vision of it had me imagining delightful children’s
stories “The little engine that could” and “The Polar Express”. It
was all about the trains, or was it? I was captured by the visual
attractions and all ideas that are imagined to inspire others toward “buy into
my product” or “Creativity popularity”. This could also be called “The
Solo Track”. “ Pile on board everyone, come on and join
in, bring your family and friends for an original railway ride”. It says,
“Enjoy my imagination, and enjoy the work of my creative hands.”
“Get on my track and do what I do.” I had forgotten that we
were discussing a restaurant. Then I begin to wonder, what kind of
food are they serving? I never even asked about the menu.
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<span style="font-size: 11pt;">Creative Tracks are meandering through our homes and
neighborhoods. Pinterest leads the way in magnifying the ultimate
creativity world. Ideas are springing up by the millions happy to
paint a brain fog that is deporting our ability to stop and be still and
listen. Conversations from friends have become a design and idea
course. “Amazing, you so, could make that!” “Oh look, that is so cool;
I am going to work on that for my next project.” “Wow, how did you make that?”
“Please, may I have the recipe?” <o:p></o:p></span><u1:p></u1:p></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt;">Yesterday I visited the Salvation Army Thrift Store. I
weaved in and out of tables and shelves covered with everything Christmas; Santa’s,
trees, lights, snow and more. I was delighted with the old childhood fads
that displayed Christmas glitter and magical whimsical fairy tale moments.
Christmas treasures had been dumped in piles were wasting away and
a track from an Lionel Train cracked it half reminding me that this
Christmas stuff is off track. Or is it? I walked by musical dancers
spinning in tune to Jingle bells, Santa with a twinkle in his eye and a broken
manger with three baby Santas between Mary and Joseph. Where was baby
Jesus? I searched under a Christmas stocking and a messy pile of
Christmas cards. "Baby Santa’s robbing the manager, really?" Then I stopped
and listened to the feeding of my soul spoken by Paul in 2 Corinthians 4
“So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is
seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal” How funny you are Lord.
The verse seemed to say, Baby Santa’s can't rob Jesus. I swallowed it all
savoring the joy of the wasting away of everything but Jesus. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00575695726685765422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953855831215638850.post-82214989267192264642013-10-28T18:30:00.004-07:002013-10-28T19:59:36.300-07:00I Want to Wear the Messy Crown<div class="MsoNormal">
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of what is to come and how God sees me. I am blameless in His sight. The story before the crown is not the wrong
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;">During Corrie’s
presentations to audiences, she would often hold the back side of a piece of
embroidery (pictured), with hundreds of tangled threads hanging from it. Many
wondered if she was holding up the wrong side by mistake. As she held up the
messy side of the embroidery she would ask,<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
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<span style="background: white;">“Does God always
grant us what we ask for in prayer? Not always. Sometimes He says, ‘No.’ That
is because <span class="textexposedshow">God knows what we do not know.
God knows all. Look at this piece of embroidery. The wrong side is chaos. But
look at the beautiful picture on the other side – the right side.”</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow">Triumphantly she flipped the cloth over and
revealed an elaborately embroidered crown – symbolizing our crown of eternal
life. The crown was intricately stitched, and had threads of many colors,
including gold, silver and pearls.</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><br />
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<span class="textexposedshow">“We see now the wrong side, God sees His side all
the time. One day we shall see the embroidery from His side, and thank Him for
every answered and unanswered prayer.”</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I began to think about the right side and the wrong side in Corrie’s
Illustration. I stared at both
crowns. The messy crown on the left in Corries embroidery, the messy crown is the crown of eternal
life. I asked God, “Why is the messy
crown the crown of eternal life?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Each messy Strand of embroidery is a marker that has given me
a glimpse of God’s glory. “The Lord is
near” rings a gentle tone as Jesus is revealed to me in each string.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;">I have imagined my sins are like a pebble
dropped into a well and I do not hear the stone hit bottom meaning that I have
so many sins and I am not always totally awa</span><span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">re when I sin . Therefore
I cannot possible find all my sins and yank them out myself. I need Jesus.
Every String hanging out is a significant string to Jesus. Why would I want to cover strings to Jesus and wear it on the inside of a perfect crown</span></span>? </div>
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I want to
wear the beautiful messy crown. I believe that is what Paul meant when he said boast in Christ Jesus. I certainly cannot
boast about Jesus while trying to wear “I perfect crown” when
it is as plain as the nose on my face that I am not and then I might as well have
a note on my back that says, "just call me a hypocrite."</div>
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When the stringy crown is replaced with the "I perfect" crown we all might as well shout, “I don’t need the cross, I don’t need Jesus.” When I put on the crown the way God sees me, I avoid Jesus and I am
telling the world, “I don’t need the cross." The
world laughs. The world sees the strings
hanging on the crown. The world sees
pretend, avoid, fake the truth. What kind of God is that, the God of Pretend? <br />
We all want to have our cake and eat it now. Corrie
says, <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“</span><span style="font-family: inherit;">One</span><span class="textexposedshow"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"> day we
shall see the embroidery from His side” </span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"> </span></span></span>While we wait…........ take off your " I perfect" crown and begin wearing the true messy crown that leads to Jesus, <b><u>The Only Way</u></b>.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00575695726685765422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953855831215638850.post-7650356738899325872013-10-26T13:35:00.002-07:002013-10-26T14:03:35.096-07:00Attention! The Spirit is speaking<div class="separator" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
Books spread out on the couch opened and
messy and here I sit in the middle of my favorite thing, reading. I have been listening to all the teachers
that have much to say about the movement of the Spirit in their lives. I
am in a basking in a place where I hear nothing around me. Silence!
I open the old journal and I read, "I must lose everything I've
gained." and "In all the world I have nothing but Jesus."<span style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Just
a few favorite Books</span></td></tr>
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The teachers give great wisdom streaming from the lives they have
lived in Christ. Books that tell stories of Beautiful struggling and
honest heart filled commitment pointing toward intimacy with Jesus.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Seeking the Lord has required the hard
work of examining with the Spirit my agitations and discomforts. So often
I am content with what I think I can handle….Okay, okay…that is enough, Lord. Examine is a listening with the Spirit deeply in the secret place. Examine pays attention to details. I say, "Good
enough, this is too hard. I have enough to think about with all the minds
of others "In Christ" spread
out on the couch.” I say this because I
have lost and am afraid of losing more. So I ask; what am I afraid of? Why am I afraid?</div>
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Today The Spirit gently probes me with the
vision of my journals stuffed under all the ones that have so much to give.
How beautiful is the mind of God where the Spirit lives and I am one of the
temples where He resides. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Only the mind of God can see our hearts<span style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><u><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;">The Mind of God</span></u></b></div>
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<b><u><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;">1 Corinthian 2:6-13<o:p></o:p></span></u></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;">“The real teacher is the
Holy Spirit drawing us away from any unhealthy attachment to our human teachers”
Pastor Jack Brown.</span></b></div>
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<a href="http://redeemercovenant.org/sermon_post/audio-sermon-10132013/">http://redeemercovenant.org/sermon_post/audio-sermon-10132013/</a></div>
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Wow! The beauty of Space is together Emotional and suspenseful. Gravity rates the top of my list as a favorite. . Sandra Bullock as Dr. Ryan Stone is heard saying that she could get use to the silence. Then she is whirled into space losing total control. The scene that awed me was exactly silent. Dr Stone stretches into movement where the visual is a child in the womb. The peaceful place before the birth into another suspense.<br />
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And if you have seen the movie you may enjoy this....<br />
<a href="http://www.ropeofsilicon.com/watch-jonas-cuarons-gravity-companion-piece-short-film-aningaaq/">http://www.ropeofsilicon.com/watch-jonas-cuarons-gravity-companion-piece-short-film-aningaaq/</a><br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00575695726685765422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953855831215638850.post-20416948616581238132013-10-24T16:24:00.002-07:002013-10-25T18:17:33.207-07:00The perfect Storm<div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;">
<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I am stripped of the
Clothes of worldly fashion</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">My bootstraps were
stretched and fell to the floor <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Along with everything false
that I wore <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">He was publicly stripped
separated from community <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Denied by a friend <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Can you hear the rooster
crow?<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The world was not His home<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Bricks flew from the hand
of foes residing in friends<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">On each one was written my
name<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Breakfast at Tiffany’s "Joie
de Vivre" fell to the end of my nose<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Mocking dignity twisted a
vine that was dead <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Protruding with grand
prongs of thorn<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The Thruster jabbed the
hat on His head<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b>streaming </b></span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><b>vitality smothered adorn</b></span></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The Proper stomped their
processional march <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Wearing insensible high
heeled shoes<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">They poked and they prodded
my unsheathed body <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">With the intent of fixing
the blues<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I scourged and I slashed Him
till He was not recognized <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">He willing walked to the
place <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Where He would lovely die<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Refusing the cup, I
ungratefully heaped <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Punishment on my head <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">It poured down my body as
dripping Shame <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Attempting to cover my
pain <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">He willing put out his hand and
accepted the cup<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Filled with my punishment<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">He clothed me with mercy
and grace <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">His Ravishing Healing now
tends the beautiful gate<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="font-family: 'Script MT Bold';"> Jennifer Oosterhouse 2013</b></div>
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