<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497873266138839011</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:59:14.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running the Race</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18354265035420768731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SbyYnph0WCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/60Sz9rFGotc/S220/100_0789.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497873266138839011.post-1097802135006134867</id><published>2011-01-26T09:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T09:29:18.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cara Idea 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; 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line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Death. It's something we all know exists, and yet at times it seems to be so very distant from our lives and the last thing on our minds. But sometimes it comes unexpectadly. Last night it came to a 43 y.o. mother-of-three after a firework show in Valencia. She was struck by a run-away car only a half mile from where I was celebrating the 4th with my family and friends. Before I drifted off to sleep that night I thought, "what if that had been me?" Then this morning, in addition to thinking about the death of last night, I discovered news that the authors of "Do Hard Things" and the Rebelution Blog lost their mother to cancer yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although both of these deaths were in God's perfect timing, they are both "premature" according to human expectations. At this point in my life I often think in terms of years down the road and what I want to do. But these events have caused me to stop and ponder, what if today was my last day on earth? What if my God-ordained days are shorter than I expect, am I living the way I need to live now? What if someone close to me is living their last day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking through these things puts life in a new perspective. Motivations for holding personal grudges, being depressed or angry, or constantly stressing over plans shrink in light of the brevity of life and the reality of eterenity. Although life can be challenging and heart-breaking, as well as glorious and fun, we may never know that any particular day is our last one before we are called Home. This perspective calls us to live every moment in obedience to our Savior and to glorify Him in any circumstance big or small, because that is how we achieve a successful life. It likewise puts possessions and materialism in their place and brings to focus the importance of investing in people around us as we share the Gospel with the world and build up fellow believers. People after all, are the only created ones on this earth that will last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, it reminds us that God is indeed sovereign over our lives and we need not be anxious about anything, not even tomorrow. Even if His perfect plan means calling some of us home earlier than we expect, we know that as we purpose to cherish His grace, walk in obedience, and live for His glory our lives will not be wasted - no matter when He calls us home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497873266138839011-5846973740157154699?l=heb12one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/feeds/5846973740157154699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497873266138839011&amp;postID=5846973740157154699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/5846973740157154699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/5846973740157154699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-time-is-in-his-hands.html' title='Our Time is in His Hands'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18354265035420768731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SbyYnph0WCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/60Sz9rFGotc/S220/100_0789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497873266138839011.post-3728469774708440474</id><published>2010-05-14T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T20:20:43.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words Mean Things!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: -webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  Words mean things.  Yet, as culture changes, word meaning is redefined to comply with lower standards and the current world view of the people.   Lines are blurred and we become desensitized to things that are unthinkable in a Biblical culture.   For instance, marriage is being replaced by civil unions and “long-term relationships”, husband or wife is being replaced by partner or significant other.  Baby is being replaced with fetus and life is no longer defined in terms of sanctity, but quality.  Someone who is diagnosed as a “vegetable” is no longer worthy of basic sustenance.   Each of these examples have been implemented to advance the world’s agenda of defining society outside of God’s morality, all in the name of greater freedom and convenience.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  Meaning is so important and our generation must be committed to defining meaning in light of scripture, the only ultimate reality. As Van Til stated "He who defines wins."   We must, therefore, be prepared to call sin what it is and stand by definitions as God defines them.  We must stand guard against the world’s gradual change of words to make sin acceptable.  We must not allow redefinitions to make a subtle entrance to our thinking for the sake of the church in America and future generations.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497873266138839011-3728469774708440474?l=heb12one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/feeds/3728469774708440474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497873266138839011&amp;postID=3728469774708440474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/3728469774708440474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/3728469774708440474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/2010/05/words-mean-things.html' title='Words Mean Things!'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18354265035420768731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SbyYnph0WCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/60Sz9rFGotc/S220/100_0789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497873266138839011.post-7243670761151938995</id><published>2010-04-20T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T21:43:00.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WANTED: THE WESTERN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wantedwestern.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 220px;" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs397.snc3/24144_336156312997_309132002997_3587906_8246114_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;   &lt;/a&gt;This is a project my brother helped direct and organize.  If you enjoy the trailer please take a moment to become a fan on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#%21/pages/Wanted-the-Western/309132002997?ref=ts"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;.  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The economy is decaying and the nation is currently led by a government hostile to God. Morality and restraint are disappearing and threats of shortages, wars, economic devastation, tyranny and persecution loom on the horizon. Understandably, many live in a state of alarm, fearful of what the future holds for them and especially for their children, children just like me, who are members of the next generation praying, planning, and hoping for a future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how should we respond, not only as the next generation, but as Disciples of Christ to this gathering storm? Perhaps the current alarm is a providential wake-up call, a call for us to trust in Him alone and depend on Him for all things, including our daily bread and our health care. It is time to realize that our hope and our trust should be in the Lord and not in our circumstances, a standard of living, possessions, or people. It is time for us to cut away the bondage of cultural thinking and the false sense of security that has wooed us into forgetting that God provides us with our very breath and knows the number of our days, and even the number of hairs on our head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How freeing it is to ponder that God alone is our refuge and strength, and our freedom comes from faithful obedience to Him in all circumstances. The era God has placed us in may look drastically different than that of the prior generations, but our calling transcends circumstances as we seek to stand with Joshua and Caleb and follow God with dedicated hearts in the face of incredible odds and the giants in our land. In the whirlwind of challenge, we proceed one step at a time, laying our hopes and dreams at His feet and trusting Him who directs nations and orchestrates all events according to His awesome plan. May we be faithful to seek God with our whole hearts, stand as children of His promises, fix our eyes on Him, and run with endurance and purpose the race that He has set before us. Now is the time to evaluate what really matters in life so we can set our sights high and live lives of precision focused on knowing God and making Him known.&lt;br /&gt;_____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, that young and old would turn off the television, take a long walk, and dream about feats of courage for a cause ten thousand times more important than American democracy - as precious as that is. If we would dream and if we would pray, would not God answer? Would He withhold from us a life of joyful love and mercy and sacrifice that magnifies Christ and makes people glad in God? I plead with you. . . set your face like flint to join Jesus on the Calvary road. "Let us go to Him outside the camp and bear the reproach He endured. For here we have no lasting city, but we seek the city that is to come" (Hebrews 13:13-14) When they see our sacrificial love-radiant with joy- will they not say, "Christ is great"?" - Don't Waste Your Life, Piper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497873266138839011-7895374328825545760?l=heb12one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/feeds/7895374328825545760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497873266138839011&amp;postID=7895374328825545760&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/7895374328825545760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/7895374328825545760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/2010/04/fixing-our-eyes-on-jesus-hope-of.html' title='Fixing Our Eyes on Jesus: The Hope of a Generation Facing A Potential Storm'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18354265035420768731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SbyYnph0WCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/60Sz9rFGotc/S220/100_0789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497873266138839011.post-4273975947339039033</id><published>2009-11-12T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T13:42:54.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season to be Thankful</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had those days when you sigh and think "If only I had _______" or "If only I could do __________" and yet by circumstances totally out of your control you realize now is not the time for your dreams to come true? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when I say dreams, I'm not referring to little materialistic desires like "I wish I had a Starbucks right now,"  or "I wish I could buy the latest cell phone." In this case I'm talking about deeper dreams, dreams of salvation for family, dreams of healing for sickness, dreams of hard situations getting easier . . . . I'm sure you could fill in the blanks with your dreams.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter where we are in life, we know there are things that we will want to change. Though we may raise our requests to God in prayer, the answer that comes back may be "no" or perhaps "not yet."  At that point we have a choice to make, will we accept God's will in contentment or will we continue to pine away for the change we so desire?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, our Father does not intend for us to fret our lives away yearning for all of our dreams to be fulfilled.  Instead He commands us to lay our cares at His feet and to place our trust fully in Him.  But not only are we to trust Him, we are to be thankful &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;in every situation&lt;/span&gt;.  Yes, in everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil 4:6-7 "Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passes all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eph 5:20 "Giving &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;thanks always&lt;/span&gt; for all things unto God and the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Thes 5:17-18 "Pray without ceasing. In every thing &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;give thanks&lt;/span&gt;: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider the flip side for a moment.  If we weren't thankful for something what attitude would we be portraying?  Would we be second guessing God? Would we be in danger of becoming bitter? When we say that we believe God works all things together for our good, do we truly believe it?  Are we willing to let the Potter mold us and shape us through His plans for our lives?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only are we to be content in all circumstances (Heb 13:5; Phil 4:11)but we are to be thankful that God in His sovereignty has placed those challenges in our lives.  Ultimately, any challenge that presents itself is for our good and His glory. Someday, when we have a bird's eye view of our lives, we will be able to&lt;br /&gt;see how God was there at every twist and turn in the road shaping us and molding us to be more like Him. ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day, and with each passing moment,&lt;br /&gt;Strength I find, to meet my trials here;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting in my Father’s wise bestowment,&lt;br /&gt;I’ve no cause for worry or for fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Whose heart is kind beyond all measure&lt;br /&gt;Gives unto each day what He deems best—&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly, its part of pain and pleasure,&lt;br /&gt;Mingling toil with peace and rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497873266138839011-4273975947339039033?l=heb12one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/feeds/4273975947339039033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497873266138839011&amp;postID=4273975947339039033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/4273975947339039033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/4273975947339039033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/2009/11/tis-season-to-be-thankful.html' title='Tis the Season to be Thankful'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18354265035420768731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SbyYnph0WCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/60Sz9rFGotc/S220/100_0789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497873266138839011.post-176768226140771459</id><published>2009-11-12T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T11:10:10.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work in Progress</title><content type='html'>This life, therefore, is not righteousness &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  but growth in righteousness,&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Not health but healing, &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Not being but becoming, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Not rest but exercise.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  We are not yet what we shall be, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  But we are growing toward it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The process is not yet finished &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  But it is going on;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  This is not the end &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  But it is the road.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  All does not yet gleam in glory &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  But all is being purified.  -Martin Luther&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yea doubtless, and I count all things but loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord: for whom I have suffered the loss of all things, and do count them but dung, that I may win Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And be found in him, not having mine own righteousness, which is of the law, but that which is through the faith of Christ, the righteousness which is of God by faith:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; That I may know him, and the power of his resurrection, and the fellowship of his sufferings, being made conformable unto his death;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If by any means I might attain unto the resurrection of the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Not as though I had already attained, either were already perfect: but I follow after, if that I may apprehend that for which also I am apprehended of Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil 3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497873266138839011-176768226140771459?l=heb12one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/feeds/176768226140771459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497873266138839011&amp;postID=176768226140771459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/176768226140771459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/176768226140771459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/2009/11/work-in-progress.html' title='Work in Progress'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18354265035420768731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SbyYnph0WCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/60Sz9rFGotc/S220/100_0789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497873266138839011.post-711753328740339966</id><published>2009-09-20T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T15:12:25.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><content type='html'>Put your anxious mind at rest and just stop. Find true peace and contentment in each and every moment and circumstance of the day. God is still on His throne orchestrating and ordaining our lives. Why should I worry about what comes next? Yes, plan and prepare for the future, but fret about it? That would not be according to the knowledge that God has given me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that in Him are hidden all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge. I know that He causes all things to work together for my good. I know that He has ordained my steps and that He cares for me. I know that all of my days are determined and that in Him I live and move and have my being. I know that the light of His gospel has shined in my heart and that I must be anxious for nothing but in everything I must make my requests known to God by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving. I know that because God is on His throne and Jesus is there interceding for me I can trust the One who is above all to direct my life, I can stop fretting under a weight that I wasn’t meant to carry and take His yoke upon me because His burden is easy and His yoke is light and in Him I find rest. He is the potter and I am the clay, why should I presume to have a better plan than He? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, He who watches out for me neither slumbers nor sleeps. I can go forth and make it my aim to live my life according to the knowledge of His will in all wisdom and spiritual understanding; that I might walk worthy of the Lord pleasing Him in every respect and being fruitful unto every good work walking according to His Truth. Being found in Him according to His righteousness. Knowing that this treasure is in an earthen vessel that the excellency of the power may be of God and not of me. That He who began a good work in me will faithfully complete it. For I am persuaded that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate me from the love of my God which is in Christ Jesus my Lord. Therefore, I will be still and know that He is my God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497873266138839011-711753328740339966?l=heb12one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/feeds/711753328740339966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497873266138839011&amp;postID=711753328740339966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/711753328740339966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/711753328740339966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/2009/09/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18354265035420768731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SbyYnph0WCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/60Sz9rFGotc/S220/100_0789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497873266138839011.post-767644557109027600</id><published>2009-09-17T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T11:01:27.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My College Journey Part I - Why I Did It.</title><content type='html'>Just about four and a half years ago I graduated from high school.  At the time I was facing the question that nearly every American graduate faces – what do I do next?  I knew from the direction that my dad provided that I needed to pursue a college degree but I also knew that my heart was yearning for home.  The idea of committing to a full time load, even at a local college, was overwhelming.   Before graduation I was accepted to a local Christian college that is forty minutes from my house.   But as I learned about this commitment I found that I would basically be gone everyday and that to graduate in four years I would have to carry a substantial academic load that would also be quite expensive. The idea of being that committed brought me to tears as I contemplated the separation that would bring from my family.   I remember sobbing my eyes out as I helped my mom paint the kitchen ceiling as I pictured what it would be like to be a full time student.  Yet I felt stuck because I couldn’t think of another alternative.  However, I also remember that even then my mom encouraged me to remember God always provides.  She was so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know at the time that God had an entirely different plan for me and my education.   If I have learned nothing else over the past four years, I have learned that God is faithful to direct us as we seek to follow and obey His ways while we make decisions for our lives.  He is still teaching me to have the faith that He will provide ways for me to life and follow His ways without compromise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize the idea of desiring to be with my family as a home based daughter instead of desiring to be a full time traditional college student, may sound foreign to most.  So before I go any further let me explain why I believe it is godly to desire to be a home based daughter.  Then I will tell you how God provided for my education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you conduct a thorough study of scripture you will find that home-based ministry is the woman’s domain.  Notice that I said home-based and not home-bound.  The Proverbs 31 woman was active in her community as well as her home.   However, it is in the home that her ministry is based and it is from the home that God has designed her, and all women, to impact the world.  Even though I am not yet a wife it is my goal to pursue a Proverbs 31 and Titus 2 lifestyle so that I will be thoroughly prepared to run a household and stand by my future husband should that be God’s plan for my life.  In the mean time, I live in a family and in a community which both desperately need godly young ladies who are willing to serve and fill in gaps as they follow the original pattern of Biblical womanhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, you may ask, what about being independent?   Isn’t that an important aspect of life women learn at college?  I do not believe that the Bible teaches women to be independent.  The normal pattern in scripture shows women as being under the caring protection and nurturing authority of husbands and fathers, except in the case of widows.  Women are not designed to be independent or unprotected.  Just look at the dearth of the unprotected and independent ladies we have today and notice the heart break and emotional baggage that comes as a result of broken or wrong relationships.  How many times do we see ladies in bad relationships and ask, “where is her father, why isn't he doing his job?”   How healthy is it to train unmarried ladies to be independent when the Bible says they are to submit to their husbands in marriage? (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=eph%205:21-25&amp;version=NKJV"&gt;Eph 5:21-25&lt;/a&gt;)  An independent spirit does not stop as soon as a woman says “I do” and emotional baggage is carried straight into marriage.  Independence is not something the Bible advocates for women and as you look around our culture you can see the fruit of teaching women to be independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note, that choosing to be home-based and under God-ordained authority does not mean that I advocate sitting around and knitting all day.  Far from it.   As an unmarried women I am as responsible as anyone to wisely use the time He’s allotted me for His glory.  The Proverbs 31 woman is a model for all ladies everywhere.  Like her I want to be virtuous, trustworthy, productive, diligent, industrious, strong, and honorable.  I want to reach out to the poor and the needy, take care of my family, avoid idleness, make wise purchases and investments for my family, plan for their good, smile at the future and speak wisdom and kindness.  Who would not want to be like this woman? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition my life should be a picture of the one-another’s of scripture.   I have more of an opportunity to reach out to others in the community who need a helping hand because I do not have the kind of commitments as a mother with children.   I have time to travel as a companion with my widowed grandmother.  I have time to assist my family in accomplishing hospitality as we reach out to others and bring them into our home for evangelism or fellowship.  I have time to help bedridden mothers care for their household.  Truly, the sky is the limit on how many opportunities I have to minister from home as I work on behalf of my family and my God.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where does education and college fit into this picture?  Every Christian should make it their aim to gain wisdom and knowledge throughout life.  So whether I am studying for college exams or not, I should make it my goal to learn and grow wiser in the knowledge of God (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=prov%201:7-8&amp;version=NKJV"&gt;Prov 1:7&lt;/a&gt;).  This will help me on an everyday level as I make decisions about life. {&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2%20tim%203:16-17&amp;version=NKJV"&gt;2 Tim 3:16-17&lt;/a&gt;}  The knowledge that I have learned in the process of gaining my degree will help me in my life purpose of ministry from the home.  Through my studies on personal finance, I learned how to be a wise steward.  Through economics I learned about the way financial systems work (or don’t work) so I can make better educated financial decisions.  Through biology I was reminded that we are fearfully and wonderfully made.  Through psychology I contemplated the way the world thinks and saw how God’s ways are better.  Through history I saw how the choice to honor God impacts the culture and the future.  Through music I saw the hand of God at work in organizing a logical system.  Finally, through my work I am now very close to obtaining a four year bachelor's degree.  Pursuing this degree fit my life purpose and now I will have it as one more tool in my tool box.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the rest of the story . . . .  (But first I must give credit to my friend at &lt;a href="http://www.truefemininity.blogspot.com/"&gt;TrueFemininity&lt;/a&gt; for being the inspiration behind these posts! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497873266138839011-767644557109027600?l=heb12one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/feeds/767644557109027600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497873266138839011&amp;postID=767644557109027600&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/767644557109027600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/767644557109027600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-college-journey-part-i.html' title='My College Journey Part I - Why I Did It.'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18354265035420768731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SbyYnph0WCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/60Sz9rFGotc/S220/100_0789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497873266138839011.post-7066086903028482390</id><published>2009-09-17T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T11:00:35.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My College Journey Part II - How I did it.</title><content type='html'>So now that you know a little bit more about my calling in life, let me continue the story of my college education. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation came and went. Even though all I had to do was enroll at our local school, I still was not comfortable with that choice. I deferred my enrollment to buy more time. Then it happened. Low and behold God sent CollegePlus! into my life!  At the time, I was on Vision Forum’s website and I found a link to a company they endorsed called CollegePlus!  As I explored CollegePlus!’s website I discovered a way to do college at home!   Leave it to my Father in Heaven to provide an out of the ordinary way to get my degree just when I needed it.  He knew my homemaker’s heart and He also knew exactly what I needed.  By the end of August I was enrolled in their coaching program and ready to tackle my degree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how did I do it?  Well, I found four major allies.  They were CollegePlus!, Thomas Edison State College, CLEP tests and DANTES tests . . . read on to follow my journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collegeplus.org/"&gt;CollegePlus!&lt;/a&gt; is a Christian company that is mainly a degree planning and coaching organization.  They helped me plan my degree template and told me exactly which classes or tests I would need to get a B.A. in  History.  After I finished the preliminary work with the degree planner I was assigned a personal coach.  My personal coach would call me about every two weeks to keep me accountable and to be available for any questions I might have.  She would also email me study guides for each CLEP along with a recommended reading list.  I stayed with them for two years and then branched off on my own since I had learned the ropes and could continue on my own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tesc.edu/"&gt;Thomas Edison State College &lt;/a&gt;(TESC) is a school that grants degrees for credit obtained through CLEP, DANTES, and any other accredited sources.  They also offer various internet classes, exams, and ways to obtain credit by life experience.   My degree planner figured out that TESC would be the best place to obtain a degree and he gave me a list of CLEP and DANTES tests that would satisfy the requirements.  Enrolling at TESC is the largest single sum of money I spent on my degree. However I did not enroll until I had accumulated nearly all of my transferable units.  Enrollment is currently about $2600 and then there are fees for individual classes should the student choose to take them from TESC.  They have a couple of different &lt;a href="http://www.tesc.edu/tuition/tuitionfinancialaid.php"&gt;tuition plans&lt;/a&gt; depending on how many classes are needed from TESC.  I am transferring in all of my 120 units and I will not be taking any classes directly from them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collegeboard.com/student/testing/clep/about.html"&gt;CLEP&lt;/a&gt; or the College Level Exam Program is possibly the greatest thing invented since sliced bread. =) Ok, maybe not quite.  These tests are designed by the College Board (the same body that oversees the SAT) to give credit for knowledge learned outside of the traditional classroom.   There are 34 exams which have a broad range of subject matter.  Some of the tests are worth six units and some of them are worth three.  They currently cost $72 per test plus whatever administration fee the local testing facility charges, mine charged $30.  So for $102 dollars I earned credit for a mere $17 dollars per unit (6 units) or $34 dollars (3 units).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All CLEP tests are multiple choice with the exception of the English Composition exam which includes an essay.  I would typically read a text book on the subject (CollegePlus! would send a recommend reading list for each test) and take notes on what I was reading.  Whenever I reached the end of my studying goal (usually the whole book) I would take a &lt;a href="http://store.collegeboard.com/productdetail.do?Itemkey=008532"&gt;practice CLEP test&lt;/a&gt; and as long as I got 60% on that I knew that I would pass the real exam.  The great thing about CLEP is that it is pass or fail.  The perfect test score is 80 and the just passing score is 50.  So I could basically invest a minimal amount of time on subjects like psychology and just pass the test or I could spend more time on a subject that is very interesting (economics) and pass with a higher score and a deeper knowledge of the subject. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.getcollegecredit.com/"&gt;DANTES&lt;/a&gt; tests are very similar to CLEP they were designed originally for military personal but are now available to the public.  There are almost 2000 colleges and universities that grant credit for passing scores.  There are 37 tests available and they are $80 dollars each (plus the administration fee).  The great thing about DANTES is that Thomas Edison recognizes some of them as upper level units.  I was able to satisfy most of my particular upper degree requirements through DANTES.   The DANTES website also provides a free recommended reading list and study guide for each test.  I would usually research the books and pick the one or two that looked the best to me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obtaining my degree this way allowed me to be creative with my education.  (Depending on what degree is chosen, it may be completable from home or it may require classes on a campus.) Thomas Edison also recognizes credit transferred from community colleges so I chose a few classes I wanted to take in person.  I took three music theory classes and a nutrition class at my local junior college.  I also took Microsoft Excel, Quick-books, Intro to Accounting, Kinesiology and Fitness, California History and Latin America History online from three different California community colleges.  The last two history classes (which I’m taking this semester) are fulfilling the last six units of my degree.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Price Tag:&lt;/strong&gt; All told (not counting books) my degree cost around $9,000 spread out over four and a half years. CollegePlus! is currently calculating that it will cost between $10,000-$15,000 to obtain a degree, depending on which major is selected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s an approximate break down of expenses: &lt;br /&gt; 18 CLEP tests = $1836.00&lt;br /&gt; 6 Dantes test = $630.00&lt;br /&gt; 9 Community College Classes: $1000.00&lt;br /&gt; Thomas Edison Enrollment and Application Fee: $2675.00&lt;br /&gt; CollegePlus! (two years at previous tuition rate): $2849.00&lt;br /&gt; Grand Approximate Total:  $8990.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Few Extras:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;Highschoolers: Another great way to earn credit is to take CLEPS while you are still in highschool.  As you study subjects like government, history, economics, or literature . . . consider taking a clep as your final project. They really are not to advanced for highschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;Another invaluable resource was &lt;a href="http://instacert.com/"&gt;INSTACERT&lt;/a&gt; which is a quiz engine designed to help students practice for CLEP and DANTES.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-Books&lt;/span&gt; I obtained most of my textbooks from used book sites online for good prices.  My favorite search site is &lt;a href="http://www.dealoz.com/"&gt;http://www.dealoz.com/&lt;/a&gt; (I think my best purchase was my Principles of Management book that I spent less than a dollar to buy. =) &lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collegeboard.com/student/testing/clep/prep_r.html"&gt;CLEP Book Suggestions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to sum it all up my journey has been a great one and a blessed one.  I have cherished the flexibility that comes from taking a test whenever I was ready for it and being able to travel, serve, and study at the same time. Because I wasn't required to be in class every day, I had the flexibility to participate in family events and most importantly I have been able to minister and serve from home. May I never doubt God's ability to provide for every need, great or small.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497873266138839011-7066086903028482390?l=heb12one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/feeds/7066086903028482390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497873266138839011&amp;postID=7066086903028482390&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/7066086903028482390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/7066086903028482390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-college-journey-part-ii.html' title='My College Journey Part II - How I did it.'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18354265035420768731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SbyYnph0WCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/60Sz9rFGotc/S220/100_0789.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497873266138839011.post-8676175156070033278</id><published>2009-04-04T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:43:13.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Portraits of Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;One of my favorite aspects of photography is capturing the light that illuminates the world, making it incredibly beautiful. But light in and of itself is insignificant until you consider that the greatest sort of Light comes from our Savior and the light that He brings from His justice and truth and love and grace for "God is light, and in him is no darkness at all." Therefore when I see light I want to remember that it is a reflection of our sovereign God. Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning. James 1:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgyX5HN0YI/AAAAAAAAARE/w9PXcmb5Ffk/s1600-h/100_1129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgyX5HN0YI/AAAAAAAAARE/w9PXcmb5Ffk/s400/100_1129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321058345787707778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;O LORD my God, You are very great: You are clothed with honor and majesty, Who cover Yourself with light as with a garment, Who stretch out the heavens like a curtain. Ps 104&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgyX9oZ3DI/AAAAAAAAARM/7gbcLXvlOw8/s1600-h/100_1132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgyX9oZ3DI/AAAAAAAAARM/7gbcLXvlOw8/s400/100_1132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321058347000650802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;For with You is the fountain of life; in Your light do we see light.  Ps. 36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgyXT_tWNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/o1CaihaUenI/s1600-h/100_1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgyXT_tWNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/o1CaihaUenI/s400/100_1120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321058335824107730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;"...because of the tender mercy of our God, whereby the sunrise shall visit us from on high to give light to those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, to guide our feet into the way of peace." Luke 1:78-79&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgyWke96KI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/GHblzfsh_Nc/s1600-h/100_1118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgyWke96KI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/GHblzfsh_Nc/s400/100_1118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321058323070314658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Light is sown for the righteous, and joy for the upright in heart. Ps 97&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgzMm-cWDI/AAAAAAAAAR0/DMiLLHAuE3w/s1600-h/100_1149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgzMm-cWDI/AAAAAAAAAR0/DMiLLHAuE3w/s400/100_1149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321059251452139570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path.  Ps 119:105&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/Sdg0Qb7p0uI/AAAAAAAAASM/0_ngYMu25J0/s1600-h/100_1119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/Sdg0Qb7p0uI/AAAAAAAAASM/0_ngYMu25J0/s400/100_1119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321060416718754530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ps 118:27 God is the LORD, And He has given us light;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/Sdg0QFAM-GI/AAAAAAAAASE/FuEi4wJ5bvc/s1600-h/100_1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/Sdg0QFAM-GI/AAAAAAAAASE/FuEi4wJ5bvc/s400/100_1133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321060410563819618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear?&lt;br /&gt;The LORD is the stronghold of my life;of whom shall I be afraid? Ps 27:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgzMoJf8iI/AAAAAAAAARs/Wk6vCJLW87c/s1600-h/100_1148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgzMoJf8iI/AAAAAAAAARs/Wk6vCJLW87c/s400/100_1148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321059251766948386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Then Jesus spoke to them again, saying, “I am the light of the world. He who follows Me shall not walk in darkness, but have the light of life.” John 8:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgzMAOI2VI/AAAAAAAAARk/HNi1iPZEvyU/s1600-h/100_1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgzMAOI2VI/AAAAAAAAARk/HNi1iPZEvyU/s400/100_1135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321059241048987986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The entrance of Your words gives light;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;         It gives understanding to the simple.  Ps 119:130&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgzMHmDfmI/AAAAAAAAARc/06yU5hPZOw4/s1600-h/100_1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgzMHmDfmI/AAAAAAAAARc/06yU5hPZOw4/s400/100_1134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321059243028348514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;O send out thy light and thy truth: let them lead me;&lt;br /&gt;let them bring me unto thy holy hill, and to thy tabernacles. Ps 43:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgzM3vzIPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/6yo6Jxbiayk/s1600-h/100_1152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgzM3vzIPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/6yo6Jxbiayk/s400/100_1152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321059255954120946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;He Who is the blessed and only Sovereign,&lt;br /&gt;the King of kings and Lord of lords,&lt;br /&gt;Who alone has immortality,&lt;br /&gt;who dwells in unapproachable LIGHT,&lt;br /&gt;Whom no one has ever seen or can see.&lt;br /&gt;To Him be honor and eternal dominion. 1 Tim 6:15-16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497873266138839011-8676175156070033278?l=heb12one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/feeds/8676175156070033278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497873266138839011&amp;postID=8676175156070033278&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/8676175156070033278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/8676175156070033278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/2009/04/portraits-of-light.html' title='Portraits of Light'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18354265035420768731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SbyYnph0WCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/60Sz9rFGotc/S220/100_0789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SdgyX5HN0YI/AAAAAAAAARE/w9PXcmb5Ffk/s72-c/100_1129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497873266138839011.post-3305190489370933740</id><published>2009-03-27T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T21:31:50.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lost Art of Holding the Door</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/Sc23wNtXR3I/AAAAAAAAAPc/l09NjsUQ0OM/s1600-h/Door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/Sc23wNtXR3I/AAAAAAAAAPc/l09NjsUQ0OM/s320/Door.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318108773935957874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A morning a few weeks ago found me sitting in my car at our local Barnes and Noble on an ordinary Saturday.  I had already made my purchase and I decided to take a moment and read my new book in the comfort of my car.  My front row parking spot landed me only a few feet from the double doors leading into the store and from my prime perch I could observe all the customers coming and going from B&amp;amp;N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I sat there reading "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/What-He-Must-Be-Daughter/dp/1581349300/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1238200954&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;What He Must Be: . . . if he wants to marry my daughter&lt;/a&gt;,"  I found my eyes wandering to the door and observing all the people that went in and out.  As time went by I found my attitude (and probably my blood pressure) swinging between aggravation and happiness based on how the men gracing the premises handled the simple invention of a door.  Apparently holding the door for ladies has become a lost art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This predicament stems right from the core of the feminist equality movement.  While men are still at fault for failing to lead and to be men, the feminist agenda has assaulted manhood for so long that men are no longer taught to be men in respect to the ladies in their world, and in fact they probably suffer ugly treatment from the "liberated" women whom they do try to treat courteously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principles behind serving ladies first, giving seats to women, and simply opening and holding doors grow from Biblical principles that communicate a Christian worldview.  They speak of the God ordained order where men are to lead and protect the weaker vessels that God has created to stand beside them.  This ranges everywhere from men being called to fight wars to husbands being called to live with their wives in an understanding way "honoring them as the weaker vessel, since they are heirs with you of the grace of life." (1 Pet 3:7)  Chivalry is not a chance cultural development but rather a deliberate exercise of Christian culture.  By contrast, as the culture immerses itself in the religion of evolution and equality, the wicked doctrines of survival of the fittest and feminism struggle to gain ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two heroes of the hour that Saturday morning.  The first was a middle-aged man who helped his wife through the door and then proceeded to put his arm around her.  I could tell just by being a silent observer that this man probably loved his wife.  The second was more of a man than those who did not hold the door (including the man who dropped the door on me), and this man was only a few feet tall.   Although he was only about four years old, this little man patiently stood guard at the door and held it while others continued to pass by.   His job was finally completed as his little sister came through the door and his family was reunited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to say "thank you" to you real men out there who do hold the door for ladies.  I actually feel quite blessed when someone stops and holds the door for me and I notice because it is not an&lt;br /&gt;everyday occurrence.  May you continue to stand up and be men and may my sisters in Christ continue to seek to be godly ladies.  The culture may assault you and try to tear you down, but the next time you guys hold the door for an ungrateful feminist,  remember that there are ladies out there who greatly appreciate your efforts to be the real men that God has called you to be.  Our world is in desperate need of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Rise Up, O Men of God ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise up, O men of God!&lt;br /&gt;Have done with lesser things.&lt;br /&gt;Give heart and mind and soul and strength&lt;br /&gt;To serve the King of Kings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise up, O men of God!&lt;br /&gt;The kingdom tarries long.&lt;br /&gt;Bring in the day of brotherhood&lt;br /&gt;And end the night of wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise up, O men of God!&lt;br /&gt;The Church for you doth wait,&lt;br /&gt;Her strength unequal to the task,&lt;br /&gt;Rise up, and make her great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift high the cross of Christ!&lt;br /&gt;Tread where His feet have trod.&lt;br /&gt;As brothers of the Son of Man,&lt;br /&gt;Rise up, O men of God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497873266138839011-3305190489370933740?l=heb12one.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/feeds/3305190489370933740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497873266138839011&amp;postID=3305190489370933740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/3305190489370933740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497873266138839011/posts/default/3305190489370933740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heb12one.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-art-of-holding-door.html' title='The Lost Art of Holding the Door'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18354265035420768731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/SbyYnph0WCI/AAAAAAAAAO4/60Sz9rFGotc/S220/100_0789.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WmuBwAH3u-A/Sc23wNtXR3I/AAAAAAAAAPc/l09NjsUQ0OM/s72-c/Door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
