<?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-5437142503382650057</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:20:35.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weakness, God's Strength</title><subtitle type='html'>"Thou art my hiding place; thou shalt preserve me from trouble; thou shalt compass me about with songs of deliverance. Selah." Pslam 32:7
"Thou are my hiding place and my shield: I hope in thy word." Pslam 119:114</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430858008053807241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlCfVGJ045o/SgzLfS1VMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8buck892XAw/S220/2370234590052.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437142503382650057.post-3571645123193681022</id><published>2009-06-25T08:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T10:34:20.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret</title><content type='html'>The other week I read this verse in Psalms 25:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The secret of the LORD is with them that fear him, and he will shew them his covenant."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to thinking the secret, is God telling us that each of us have a secret in our lives about him? Is their something special in each of us a special secret that we share with God? Does this mean each of us have a  secret in side of us that only we can share with some one else? I shared this verse with our SS class the other Sunday. I told them did they realize that they have a secret within them and that they need to share it with someone. You know it makes me feel special to think that God has entrusted me with a secret that no one else has and no one else can share the way God wants to use me. Then the big question comes am I willing to do that share my secret. Am I willing to say yes GOD I will share the secret will whom ever, where ever or how ever you ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, that is the hard part sharing. It is hard for me to speak in front of people, it's hard for me to write about things in my life. Last night in youth we had a time of sharing our testimony's, I was one of the ones who volunteered to share, what was I thinking. I was the last to go after all the youth went.  To myself I am think that was a total mess nobody got anything out of what I said.  I think of myself as Moses I am not a public or private speaker GOD knows. Anyway, I pray that in different way then speaking that God is able to use me to share my secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the secret in itself is the same and that is the story of salvation. We each have a different story on how God saved us. The secret is our own personal relationship with God.&lt;br /&gt;That is what he wants us to share that is how we give him the glory that he deserves. So inside of us we each have something to give others that no one else has, are we willing to share the secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;em&gt; pray Father as you put people in my path that I will show them you and your love, through my life. Father you know I am not a speaker so use me in other ways to share your love. Let me serve you and others in ways that show your love. And Father if you choose to use words I pray that I let self step away and it is you they hear not me. Father I just want to be an empty vessel that you fill. I just want to serve you anyway you want to use me. I am thankful that you chose to save me at the young age of 12 years old.  I am thankful that you want to use me. Father I can honestly say the most awesome times of my life have been when I was serving you. Thank you God for saving me and using me. I ask that you always help me walk the path you have set before me and that it brings you glory. I love you so much God. I can honestly say I can do nothing without you You MY GOD you are my life. Thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I use this verse as my #12 verse in the Siestas memory verses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 25:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"The secret of the LORD is with them that fear him, and he will show them his covenant."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5437142503382650057-3571645123193681022?l=godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3571645123193681022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5437142503382650057&amp;postID=3571645123193681022&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/3571645123193681022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/3571645123193681022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/secret.html' title='The Secret'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430858008053807241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlCfVGJ045o/SgzLfS1VMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8buck892XAw/S220/2370234590052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437142503382650057.post-5246998939602798235</id><published>2009-06-05T03:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T04:09:28.001-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying</title><content type='html'>Anyone that knows me well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;knows&lt;/span&gt; that I love to fly, I would fly every where I when if I could. I have actually only flew a few times, but 2 of those times where very long flights. In 2007 I flew to The Holy Lands and then this year I flew to Africa. I loved it. I love to sit at the window so that I can look out at the land below or into the heavens and just talk with God. I also love to sit at the wind it reminds me of being under God's might wings or just hiding in his wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had the disappearance of Flight 477 from Rio &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Janeiro&lt;/span&gt; to Paris on my mind all week. Now they think it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;disintegrated&lt;/span&gt; either in air or when it slammed into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Atlantic Ocean&lt;/span&gt;, leaving no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;survivors&lt;/span&gt;. I have flown over the Atlantic Ocean 2 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many of those 227 people were saved and ready to meet God? I wonder how many left families behind to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mourn&lt;/span&gt; for them? I wonder how many no one left to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mourn&lt;/span&gt; for them? I wonder what those people thought, or did they even have time to think? How many had a chance to cry out to God to save them in the last second of their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;life's&lt;/span&gt;?Think about it you are flying along in a plane then, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bam&lt;/span&gt; all of a sudden, you could be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;flying&lt;/span&gt; through the air. Or maybe you when crashing into the ocean. Its a scare thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts have been on the people on the plane. What were they like? What thoughts were running through their minds? What was the last thing that said to the person they love the most? Did they tell them they loved them or did they have harsh words with them? Were their people on that flight that had no one to miss them, or to report them missing? How many people go to bed each night crying because they didn't know if their loved one when to heaven? How many people which they could have that last moment with their loved one over? How many people never want to fly again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of us were effected enough to change our lives? To live it for Christ, telling friends and loved ones about him? Will we make sure that that our family and friends know how much we love them? Or will anyone even care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love to fly. You do know that, that is the way that God is going to let us get around in heaven, right. Our new bodies will be flying from place to place.Please pray for the families that lost loved ones on Flight 477.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Let nothing be done through strife or vainglory: but in lowliness of mind let each esteem other better than themselves."Philippians 2:3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5437142503382650057-5246998939602798235?l=godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5246998939602798235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5437142503382650057&amp;postID=5246998939602798235&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/5246998939602798235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/5246998939602798235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/flying.html' title='Flying'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430858008053807241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlCfVGJ045o/SgzLfS1VMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8buck892XAw/S220/2370234590052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437142503382650057.post-1607357510443520953</id><published>2009-06-03T21:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:49:58.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Verse # 11</title><content type='html'>I have a lot going on the past couple of days and am just not blogging my memory verse. I did remember to post it at LMP on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to learn verses that go along with things going on in my life. I am doing a study on my on in the book of Habakkuk so my verse this time is from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I WILL stand upon my watch, and set me upon the tower, and will watch to see what he will say unto me, and what I shall answer when I am reproved." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Habakkuk 2:1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what I want to do be standing waiting to hear from GOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5437142503382650057-1607357510443520953?l=godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1607357510443520953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5437142503382650057&amp;postID=1607357510443520953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/1607357510443520953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/1607357510443520953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/memory-verse-11.html' title='Memory Verse # 11'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430858008053807241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlCfVGJ045o/SgzLfS1VMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8buck892XAw/S220/2370234590052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437142503382650057.post-6542187130843023852</id><published>2009-05-23T18:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T10:42:29.774-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First</title><content type='html'>This morning at 5:00 am (yes am) I was going to go back to sleep, but thought I would talk with God for a while first. The subject was on first. I told God you know its funny how in my old age (OK let just say right here I am not old I will be forever young, just ask Lily I just turned 21 this week), that I am having some first times. Like this morning at 4:30 am I had first I got a text message, not my first message but my first at 4:30. It just blessed my heart it said "I pray you have a great day with the Lord by your side" now tell me how could I not have a great day the Lord by my side and my best friend praying for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK this past week I have been blessed with having first times happen to me. Don't worry I want share them with you.So I told God I don't really understand why now in my life I was having first, but of course he reminded me that it is timing that matters, not might. And then he remembered me that people in the Bible were not always young when they had first.Sara was 90 when she had Isaac, (that we not have to worry), Isaac was in his 40's when he met Rebekah, Moses was in his 40's when he led the children out of Egypt. Joseph and David were both called at a young ago to service God, but it was later in their lives when God really used them.So I guess we are never too old for first times, all things are possible with God. And we are never too old for God to use us for his glory. So as long as God keeps giving me first times I want them. Cause it's fun having first, makes ya feel special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"I will love thee, O LORD, my strength."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Psalms 18:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5437142503382650057-6542187130843023852?l=godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6542187130843023852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5437142503382650057&amp;postID=6542187130843023852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/6542187130843023852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/6542187130843023852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/05/first.html' title='First'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430858008053807241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlCfVGJ045o/SgzLfS1VMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8buck892XAw/S220/2370234590052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437142503382650057.post-7783571008075649697</id><published>2009-05-21T14:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T10:43:38.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do now....</title><content type='html'>OK, summer is fast coming upon us. My organized Bible studies have end. So what now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have for the past 7 years attended Bible Study Fellowship (BSF) on Tuesday nights this week it ended. In fact as far as I am concerned it has end. You see it is a 7 year study of all the books of the Bible except Revelations and this year was my last year. I have so enjoyed doing it and the things that I have learn still at times amaze me. Someone will ask a question about something in the Bible and I will know the answer and that in part was because of BSF. Sometimes when my friend BB and I go places together with a group we play BSF. We ask questions about the Bible and when one of us answer we say I learned that at BSF. Actually BB is the one who got me started in BSF. We when on a mission trip together she was going and invited me, but she when to day classes and I had to go to night classes. I don't know if I have ever thanked her for I will need to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did a Bible study at my church on Monday nights. We did mostly Beth Moore studies this past spring we did a Jennifer Rothschild study, that study ended this week also. And we are not doing another one until the fall and that we will be on Daniel by Beth Moore. I do also do my own personal quiet time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that I don't have a BS to go to what will I do? I will continue doing my own personal quiet time and I do have BS that I can do, but think I will wait a while on doing them. The first time I am going to do which I have started is take books in the Bible and do my own study of each book. I kind of did this for a journal I gave my best friend a couple of years ago. I read through the Bible and wrote down verses that had special meaning to me or maybe just things that I had learn in my other BS's. But this time I am going to just read the book and let God lead me in what to write I am doing a journal with this study. I am starting with Habakkuk if you have read my other post Shake well before using you will know why. I also want to do some reading this summer I love to read, but with doing 2 full time BS's and my own quite time didn't have time to read. The first book I plan on reading is "Your Captivating Heart" that my heart friend gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess that is what is what I am doing next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"That ye might walk worthy of the Lord unto all pleasing, being fruitful in every good work, and increasing in the knowledge of god."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Colossians 1:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5437142503382650057-7783571008075649697?l=godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7783571008075649697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5437142503382650057&amp;postID=7783571008075649697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/7783571008075649697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/7783571008075649697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-to-do-now.html' title='What to do now....'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430858008053807241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlCfVGJ045o/SgzLfS1VMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8buck892XAw/S220/2370234590052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437142503382650057.post-9050739627433922761</id><published>2009-05-18T11:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:28:08.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake Well Before Using</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; this title comes from the sermon my preacher, preached yesterday morning. I loved the sermon I know that it was just for me. So I wanted to share it and add my thoughts to it also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing Preacher D said was "Sometimes God has to shake us to be able to use us." He preached from the book of Habakkuk using 1:1-5, 2:1-4, 20, 3:17-19, the God thing in all of this is that all week last week God kept trying to get me to read the book of Habakkuk. Different things I would read would talk about verses in that book and I just didn't listen to God. I kept putting off reading it, oh I would glance over things in the book but not study them. Well this week I will spent time in the book of Habakkuk seeking what God wants to show me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well shaking me is what he has been doing lately and the shaking has not been funny. Like he told us God is always working in our lives and he knows what he is doing, even when we don't understand. Preacher D told us if we just look at the storm it will cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;confusion&lt;/span&gt;. That is were I have been the last week or so, just looking at my storm and I have been very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;confused&lt;/span&gt; about a lot of things. You know I have learn to be content in a the situations that are in my life, but this last week I have been confused about feeling I have had concerning some of them. Preacher D told us that looking through the storm helps us build our faith and that we should look the eyes of God not our own eyes. Well, that is something else that has been told to me several times this week and I have not listen too. I always tell people that they need to look through the eyes of God, but its hard sometimes for me to look myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing that Preacher D told us is that we need to look beyond the storm and that we could do that through the strength of GOD. I must always remember it's not what I can do, but what God can do and what God wants to do through me. I just have to trust God and wait on him to show me what he wants to do in my life through the storm. That in the storm we need to rejoice and find joy in the Lord. That is hard but when I prayed and realized that if I thanked God for the storm and let him have it I could rejoice because he was then carrying me, yes he was on my side just waiting on me to give it to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord that you take my storms and show me just what a great God you are. No the storms are not gone, but God is there and he is greater than the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation. The LORD God is my strength, ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Habakkuk 3:18-19&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5437142503382650057-9050739627433922761?l=godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9050739627433922761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5437142503382650057&amp;postID=9050739627433922761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/9050739627433922761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/9050739627433922761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/05/shake-well-before-using.html' title='Shake Well Before Using'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430858008053807241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlCfVGJ045o/SgzLfS1VMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8buck892XAw/S220/2370234590052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437142503382650057.post-691416693636433725</id><published>2009-05-15T09:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T15:39:08.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scripture Memory Verse # 10</title><content type='html'>I have been doing the learn 2 Bible verses a month for 12 months with Beth Moore LPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learn a new verse on the 1st day of the month and the other one on the 15th day of the month. So at the end of the year we will have learn 24 verse. Then in January Beth will be hosting a get together at her home church in Houston, Tx for all who have posted their verses at LPM web site. My friends, D and L and my self are planning on attending (right girls). What a joy that will be to their with Beth and all of the other Siesta sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the scriptures that I have and am learning starting with # 10 and going back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I will set no wicked thing before mine eyes: I hate the work of them that turn aside: it shall not cleave to me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Psalms 101:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"But by the grace of God I am what I am; and his grace which was bestowed upon me was not in vain, but I laboured more abundantly then they all; not I, but the grace of God which was with me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I Corinthians 15:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Speaking to yourselves in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Giving thanks always for all things unto God and the Father in the name if our Lord Jesus Christ.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ephesians 5:19-20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"And they that know thy name will put their trust in thee: for thou LORD hast not forsaken them that seek thee."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Psalms 9:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalted itself against the knowledge of God , and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;II Corinthians 10:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but might through God, to the pulling down of strong holds)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;II Corinthians 10:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"For God hath not given us the spirit of fear, but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;II Timothy 1:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"For whatsoever things were written aforetime were written for our learning, That we through patience and comfort of the scriptures might have hope."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Romans 15:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Who shall ascend unto the hill of the LORD? or who shall stand in his holy place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He that hath clean hands and a pure heart; who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity nor sworn deceitfully."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Psalms 24:3-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"The LORD is my strength, and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped, therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth: and with my song will I praise him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Psalms 28:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the verses are ones I have needed for things I am going through some have just been ones that God echoed to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5437142503382650057-691416693636433725?l=godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/691416693636433725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5437142503382650057&amp;postID=691416693636433725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/691416693636433725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/691416693636433725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/05/scripture-memory-verse-10.html' title='Scripture Memory Verse # 10'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430858008053807241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlCfVGJ045o/SgzLfS1VMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8buck892XAw/S220/2370234590052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437142503382650057.post-3426326542262821538</id><published>2009-05-14T23:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T02:56:43.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart Friend D</title><content type='html'>I am still out of sorts with myself. It's been a hard week emotionally for me, just so much going on. Last weekend was hard for me. I told my friend D, today that somethings do not get easier with age, and sometimes it is easier to handle them than other times. Bless D's heart she has been worried about me all week texting me and calling me. She texted me the sweets words Monday night, then text me Tuesday morning to see how I was, I told her I am out of bed today, at work and life goes on. She called me this morning and we talked. The funny thing to this friendship is neither one of us would have picked the other as a friend. We are totally different in many ways, but yet we are alike in many ways. This is a friendship that God put together about 10 years ago. We go to the same church and we when on a mission trip together, to Washington, DC. Well after that trip lets just say I really didn't think we would be friends, other than a brief hello to each other at church we didn't speak to one another. Then a couple of years later we when on another mission trip to Nashville, TN this time and that was the turning point in our friendship. God worked in a great and might way on that trip, not just there but on the way back lets just say he is the one that drove our van down the mountain. We became a little closer after that but still not the best of friends. E (her husband) and D became the youth leaders at our church, and then E ask me to be on the ministry team. Of course I did because there was no doubt in my mind that God wanted me there. After that D and I became a lot closer, she is my dearest friend. Now i don't know what I would do without her. We don't have to be around each other long to know something is wrong with the other one. D is a great Christian and teacher. Her hearts desire is to serve GOD and her family, to raise her girls to love the Lord. She thinks that times she doesn't do a good job at any of them, but she does. She gets so excited when she is studying God's work, that she excites everyone around her. She will call and say I just read this in the Bible, did you know that, then we will talk on and on about GOD'S word, I love that about her.Today when she called she was so concerned that someone how hurt my feeling and I wasn't telling her. I am not so sure I would tell her if they did, who know what she would do.(another story) No one had done anything to me, just that sometimes all the craziness going on in my life over whelms me. I just thank God for D and that he made her a heart friend too me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A friend loveth at all times.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 17:17 &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZKxdm030YYUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="I Love You" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_3_14.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/dl/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb098_ZKxdm030YYUS&amp;amp;utm_id=7926" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb098&amp;amp;pp=ZKxdm030YYUS" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5437142503382650057-3426326542262821538?l=godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3426326542262821538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5437142503382650057&amp;postID=3426326542262821538&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/3426326542262821538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/3426326542262821538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-heart-friend-d.html' title='My Heart Friend D'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430858008053807241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlCfVGJ045o/SgzLfS1VMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8buck892XAw/S220/2370234590052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437142503382650057.post-4360577073293694829</id><published>2009-05-13T13:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T16:22:17.191-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>Prayer what is prayer Webster's says Prayer is an expression, esp. of devout petition, addressed to God or a deity. A formal set of words used in praying. A religious service esp. for saying of prayers An earnest entreaty. A minimal chance or hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know that prayer is the way we talk with God. All though out the Bible we are told to pray. To pray about everything, to pray with out ceasing. Jesus thought that praying was very important he gave us model prayers to use. many times Jesus when away by himself to pray, sometimes he took some of his closes friends with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is a very important part of my life. Sometimes the only person I talk to all day is GOD. I think we so often take prayer as some formal time we spend with GOD. I down always just bow somewhere and pray, but I just talk with God all though out the day. I will look out my window at work and just talk with him sometimes about the beauty in the clouds or things that are heavy on my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need as many people as possible praying for me and I love that they do. I have some close friends that I just love to hear them pray, when they pray I just sit and listen. (God if that is wrong I am sorry). Me I am not a great prayer when it comes to praying in public. But when it's just me and God or sometimes with a close friend I will just pour out my heart to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that Jesus took a few close friends with him to pray and I love that. Sometimes I just like to pray with close friends. That is not something you have to do always in person. I have friends that when I e-mail them with things that I am going through will e-mail me back a prayer and I do the same to them. Sometimes I think we all need that personal one on one prayer time with each other, we do this in Sunday School sometimes, I love it. Sometimes when I am going through a hard time just to know that I have someone in my life who will just say, hey lets just pray together mays the problem not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without prayer I don't know what I would do, because then I wouldn't have a connection to GOD and how could I live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5437142503382650057-4360577073293694829?l=godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4360577073293694829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5437142503382650057&amp;postID=4360577073293694829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/4360577073293694829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/4360577073293694829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/2009/05/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430858008053807241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlCfVGJ045o/SgzLfS1VMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8buck892XAw/S220/2370234590052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437142503382650057.post-4826907114702712486</id><published>2007-12-16T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T21:31:29.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Christmas</title><content type='html'>It's Christmas I love Christmas, I love shopping for family and friends looking for the one thing I think they would want for Christmas. I love decorating I decorate inside and outside every room has some kind of Christmas decoration in it. I even made a shower curtain for the bathroom. I love baking cookies to give family and friends. I love going Christmas caroling and coming back for cookies and hot chocolate. I love the way the house smells of Christmas. I love watching Christmas movies. My every favorite Christmas thing is on Christmas eve with all the family here before opening gifts or eating of the wonderful snacks, we all sit around and Kandra (my oldest niece who is 28 and we started this when she was around 6) reads the Christmas story from the book of Luke.&lt;br /&gt;But this year I just can not seem to get into the Christmas Spirit. I have done every little shopping, no decorations but a tree, no baking, no Christmas smells, I have watched 1 Christmas movie. We did take the youth kids to one home Saturday night to carol and came back to the church and have donuts (David our youth director is a state trooper, and hot chocolate. And I so loved it the kids just spend time together cutting up and having a good time. &lt;br /&gt;This year I want Christmas to be different I just want to be surrounded by those that I love my family and friends, I just want everyone to be happy just being together. I want us to celebrate the true meaning of Christmas. That Jesus was born to die for us. That that little baby boy on the first Christmas held our live in his hands as small as they were. That God is love. I want to just have God moments were we can just feel God's presence all around us. I want to be like Mary in Luke 2:19 "But Mary kept all these things, and pondered them in her heart." I want to have times like those, where we can look back and say did you see how God moved, and wasn't it just wonderful that we got to just be together. I just want to be so focused on GOD these next couple of weeks. &lt;br /&gt;I don't think I have every had such a time as this, that I so need to have GOD the center of my life. That I just want to be what GOD wants me to be. I want to do just what I Thessalonians 2:12 "That ye would walk worthy of God, who hath called you unto his kingdom and glory." That is what I so badly want to just be worthy of GOD. I just want the name of my Lord and Savior to be glorified in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5437142503382650057-4826907114702712486?l=godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4826907114702712486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5437142503382650057&amp;postID=4826907114702712486&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/4826907114702712486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/4826907114702712486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-christmas.html' title='It&apos;s Christmas'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430858008053807241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlCfVGJ045o/SgzLfS1VMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8buck892XAw/S220/2370234590052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437142503382650057.post-8781015997878896668</id><published>2007-12-14T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T09:49:02.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do I Do It</title><content type='html'>How do I do it, How do I return to normal, How do I get through the pain, When will the tears stop? These are all questions I have been asking myself and God for the last couple of months. As I look back I the hurts started the first of Oct. I was so excited about my Holy Trip, but I knew there were things I had to take care of before I when, things with my family. Things were said to me from family members that I still to this day can not believe they said. Before I left on my trip there were some very dear and close friends that I had to make sure I prayed with and told them I love them before I left. Someone very dear to me didn't return my call, in fact I send that person something very personal to me and after I got back it was returned to me unopened. Then we have had some issues going on in the youth, things that are causing them to hurt so in turn that makes me hurt. Then last week C. killed in a car accident, that pain to hard to bear. I keep telling myself you have to be strong for the kids, while inside I was totally crushed. Then this week S. goes home to be with GOD after a long illness. &lt;br /&gt;Last night I read the Book Colossians, first time in a week that I have just sit down and really spend good time with GOD. In chapter 1 verses 9-14 is a prayer for strength I have prayed this for others so many times last night I prayed it for myself seeking wisdom from GOD. Chapter 3:13-14 says "Forbearing one another; and forgiving one another, if any man have quarrel against any; even as Christ forgave you, so also do ye. And above all of these things put on charity,(love) which is the bond of perfectness." If there is hurt that means forgiveness is a must.&lt;br /&gt;I then read Psalm 33 this, we saw a DVD Wed. in youth and the speaker used this chapter in his text. He talked on the greatness of GOD, how small we are how big GOD is, how much God loves and cares about us and what we go through. How God thinks we are special each and every one of us. I loved verses 20-21 "Our soul waiteth for the LORD; he is our help and our shield. For our heart shall rejoice in him, because we have trusted in his holy name." This is just what I have had to do wait on GOD and trust in his holy name alone. &lt;br /&gt;I then picked up my book which I have not touched in a week "Next Door Savior"(just what I need a Savior). That is when it hit me the answerer to my questions. I DON'T DO IT I CAN'T DO IT. But God (love those words) he knew that I couldn't but he had already given me what I need, I just had to pull from it. It is the force with me that does it. When he died he told us John 14:16 "And I will pray the Father, and he shall give you another Comforter, that he may abide with you for ever." The force with me the HOLY SPIRIT will lead my life back to what he thinks is normal, he will bear the pain and take turn the tear into tears of JOY. He will suppy the forgiveness that I need to give and the forgiveness I need to heal. &lt;br /&gt;Last night I let that force take over and do what I can't do. I let my Savior's love start the healing. Last night I just said here Lord you take it, you have wanted it all along, I just had to give it. That is what is so amazing about GOD'S love with each hammer of the nail he had already suffered my pain, with each drop of his precious blood he had already covered by hurt. And just as he rose victorious I too will rise, because in my weakness God shows his strength, through the HOLY SPIRIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5437142503382650057-8781015997878896668?l=godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8781015997878896668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5437142503382650057&amp;postID=8781015997878896668&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/8781015997878896668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/8781015997878896668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-do-i-do-it.html' title='How Do I Do It'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430858008053807241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlCfVGJ045o/SgzLfS1VMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8buck892XAw/S220/2370234590052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437142503382650057.post-9076411250596553236</id><published>2007-12-08T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T12:34:16.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of Plans</title><content type='html'>This weekend the big girls weekend away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday evening pack - Thursday night one of our youth had a bad wreck and was killed. Spend the next few hours on phone with D and M trying to find out what happen. Online with a youth they are starting to find out the news, hearts are breaking questions are flying. Around 11:30pm meet up with a group of about 25 older youth and parents just to be together remembering, praying and drawing strength from God and each other. Get home around 2:30 don't rest good wake crying.&lt;br /&gt;Friday packed bag still sitting there - Go to work have to see L need to talk and request prayer. Leave work to go be with D praying help us LORD Satan working on feeling that are already on edge. Spend the day with D, E and O. D was making plans on what we needed to do for the youth that night. Phones ringing sometimes 3 phones at once. To take a break away from it all meet up with M and A for lunch at Chick-fil-A. Witness GOD work in a great and mighty way. That night we meet a large group of youth and parents just to be together another time of sharing memories, praying and drawing strength from GOD and each other. Get home around 10:30 to find my 10 year old nephew there to spend the night. We were up until 1am watching the Polar Express, normally J sleeps with me, but this time he said I think I will sleep in the other room by myself. Any other time I would have jump for joy to hear him say that but that night I was kind of looking ward to him sleeping with me, just to love on him they grow up so fast. I tried to talk him into sleep there, but it didn't work. Finally got to sleep wake crying.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday packed bag still there - up and just spend the morning praying and seeking God. I ask God what was this thing waking up crying, I don't remember dreaming and I wasn't crying went I when to sleep. God in his tender way reminded me. When I am hurting and need a place to go to that I know I am loved and safe, I image myself crawling up on my Saviors lap and he just holds me and lets me cry, so that is why I wake crying its because GOD has taken me to my safe place. &lt;br /&gt;Afternoon my great niece who is 4 comes to spent the night, so I take her and J to the Christmas parade and out to Bob Evans for supper that is J favorite place to eat. Starting writing this post and L is laying her and we are watching guess what the Polar Express. She is so excited she keeps saying look it's Santa, just what I need to spend time watching the delight of little face.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday packed bag still there - By the strength of GOD we got through this day. Church was hard. I sit by myself a lot and that does bother me, but today was different just needed to sit with someone. My friend H let me sit with her and we just hugged and told each other that we love the other. The receiving for C is today.&lt;br /&gt;Monday packed bag still there - Today is the funeral and the church was full. Preacher spoke and so did C's basketball coach, M, D, E all spoke. It was a wonderful time of remembering we cry ed and laughed. What a wonderful celebration of life I am sure that C was pleased. E got roses for the youth and others to have, they could keep them or give them to C everyone gave them to C.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday packed bag still there - Trying to get back into regular routine is hard. Got word today that the Lord took our precious angel Suzi home today, here celebration on life will be on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;These last couple of months have been months of pain and heartaches. Seems like none of the hurts are healing. Just so need God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5437142503382650057-9076411250596553236?l=godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9076411250596553236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5437142503382650057&amp;postID=9076411250596553236&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/9076411250596553236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/9076411250596553236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/2007/12/change-of-plans.html' title='Change of Plans'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430858008053807241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlCfVGJ045o/SgzLfS1VMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8buck892XAw/S220/2370234590052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437142503382650057.post-83052854186714208</id><published>2007-12-04T12:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T13:35:12.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Do You Say That I AM?</title><content type='html'>I just started a new book by Max Lucado "Next Door Savior", because I am going through some stuff that I don't understand and yesterday I realize that was what I needed right now is a Savior.  I have had the book for over a year and just not taken the time to read it, but really God knew when I would need it and that is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing the book says is "Who Do You Say That I Am"? When I read that it just broke my heart because even in my quiet time, in Bible Studies and seeking GOD in this season in my life I never really thought about who GOD is to me right now. I think, no I know that somewhere I had lost sight of who GOD IS TO ME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who do I say GOD is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love of my life, the lover of my soul, my redeemer kinsman, the one who never leaves me, the one who takes my broken heart in his very own hands and ever so gentle puts the pieces back together seals it with a kiss (a kiss heals everything) and then puts it back and tells me that we will go on together, the one who takes every tear I cry and bottles them so that I know how much he loves me. the one who says I will never forget you I have your name engraved in the palm of my hand, the one who tells me I love you as if you where the only person I created. He is the one that forgives me when I sin and then cast those sins as far as the east from the west never to be remember again. God is the one who reaches down his hand and picks me up when I feel like I can not go on another day and says today I will carry just rest in my arms. He is the GOD that is the peace in the storms of life. He's the potter that is molding me into what he wants me to be. He's the one who blesses me with every good thing he has. Most of all HE IS MY SAVIOR the one who came seeking this sinner, saved me and gave me eternal life. He is the one who stretched out his arms and said I am dying for you because I love you that much!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my Savior that you sometimes you break my heart to show me who you are. That you take the time to be concerned about what is happening in every area of my life. Thank you that you remind me who you are. Thank you that you are the Savior who is ALL MINE.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you that you are near enough to touch. Strong enough to trust, and always a next door Savior.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5437142503382650057-83052854186714208?l=godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/83052854186714208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5437142503382650057&amp;postID=83052854186714208&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/83052854186714208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/83052854186714208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-do-you-say-that-i-am.html' title='Who Do You Say That I AM?'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430858008053807241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlCfVGJ045o/SgzLfS1VMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8buck892XAw/S220/2370234590052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437142503382650057.post-4572925200634212654</id><published>2007-10-15T05:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T05:41:50.671-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BiG DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; this is it the big day.  Today I start the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;journey&lt;/span&gt; of a life time.  I still can't believe it is here.  I am so thank that God has allowed me to go, because I know it is only by his grace that I am going.  This morning I laid praying and asking God to just open my spiritually eyes and open my heart to see his life in a whole different way.  Just to be on the same soil that he walked on is such an honor for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last week has been a hard one for me.  This past week has had sickness and hurt feeling by people that I love.  My sister had a heartache and my best friend is down in the back going to have to have a MRI while I am gone.  Satan has fought me in ways and used &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; that I still am totally blow away by.  But I know that Satan is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;enemies&lt;/span&gt; for my family and friends.   Even up to yesterday Satan has been trying to defeat me.  But greater is he that is in me than he that is in the world.  And the victory is GOD'S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have had so many people that have prayed for me and with me that I feel so very special.   Words can never express what a blessing they have all been to me.  I ask that you keep me in your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post more I am sure when I return in 2 weeks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5437142503382650057-4572925200634212654?l=godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4572925200634212654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5437142503382650057&amp;postID=4572925200634212654&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/4572925200634212654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/4572925200634212654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/2007/10/big-day.html' title='THE BiG DAY'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430858008053807241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlCfVGJ045o/SgzLfS1VMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8buck892XAw/S220/2370234590052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437142503382650057.post-1943022985752891638</id><published>2007-10-05T17:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T20:22:25.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Steadfast In the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I told you that I work with the youth in my church. On Wednesday nights we go the youth house for service. We have 3 male teachers that bring the lessons, and occasionally we have other speakers. Well, this week we had a lesson on being steadfast We were ask several different times What are we steadfast in? We were giving several Scriptures to turn to on different ways to be steadfast. On Thursday I was typing an e-mail to my friend D about it and I thought this might be a topic for a blog, so here goes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have been asking myself the question How steadfast am I in my walk with Christ and I am sorry to say no where as steadfast as I should be. To honor God, spend time with him, serve him, to just love him is the one thing that matters most to me and is the hardest thing for me to do at times. The one person My Heavenly Father that loves me so much and that I love so much is the one that gets pushed aside for other things and is the one person that I hurt so much. In my heart I don't want too, I so want to just be about my Fathers business all the time, spending time with him. I know how it hurts me to be the one always pushed aside by others, have them say I would spend time with you, but I have to do whatever, but I promise we will spend time together later. How many times do I tell God this, not right now God I will spend time with you later, I will read those scriptures you are laying on my heart later, I will spend time talking with you later, and yes Lord I will just sit and Be still and know that you are Lord, later. And yes I will get around to telling that person you laid on my heart about you real soon. I think to myself oh my gosh look how I am breaking the heart of GOD!!!! All he wants from me is to just spend time with him, he gave his life for me. And when I think about that it overwhelms me that he really wants to spend time with me, see I have a hard time thinking that anyone would want to spend time with just me. I have a big inferior complex I don't see myself good enough. But I have come to realize that the creator of everything, the Lord of Lords, King of Kings thinks I good enough for him and that's all that really matters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O God please forgive me, please help me to do what I say, to put you fist, not to break your heart not to think that I am to busy to spend time with you. Help me Lord to stand STEADFAST in you, in your love, in your word.  Help me Lord to stand steadfast in starting and ending each day with you.  Not to push you aside for other things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father there is a verse that you have put on my heart so many times lately.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Let the words of my mouth and the mediation of my heart be acceptable in thy sight, O LORD, my strength, my redeemer."  Psalm 19:14&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is so what I want Father to just be acceptable to you, just to be steadfast in your love, in your word.  To be steadfast for you in serving and sharing your love with others.  O GOD how I love you and thank you that you even when I don't put you first, Lord you always put me first.  You put me first in front of your own life when you die on the cross for my sins, that I may have life eternal.  Thank you Lord that sometimes you just walk all over my heart to remind me that you are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;MY LORD AND SAVIOR AND YOU WILL HAVE NO OTHERS BEFORE YOU.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you Father that even though this was a hard lesson for D to teach he was steadfast enough in you that he taught it anyway.  Thank you that it was a hard lesson for me to have to listen to because Father those lessons turn out to be the greatest blessings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you Father that as I sit and look out my window and ponder on the question you have set before me on How Steadfast I am, that your sweet holy spirit comes to bring me peace and joy.  As the tears of joy flow from my eyes you remind me that you see my heart and that you are there working on me to make me steadfast in your love.  Thank you that you love me so very much.  And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;O GOD HOW I LOVE YOU AND JUST WANT TO SERVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5437142503382650057-1943022985752891638?l=godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1943022985752891638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5437142503382650057&amp;postID=1943022985752891638&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/1943022985752891638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/1943022985752891638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/2007/10/steadfast-in-lord.html' title='Steadfast In the Lord'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430858008053807241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlCfVGJ045o/SgzLfS1VMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8buck892XAw/S220/2370234590052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437142503382650057.post-8729994075873606965</id><published>2007-10-01T15:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T22:29:59.302-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Count Down Is On.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Delight thyself also in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LORD&lt;/span&gt;; and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shall&lt;/span&gt; give thee the desires of thine heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Psalms 37:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Two weeks from today I leave for my trip to the Holy Lands. I am so excited and also am a bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt;. This trip is a dream no a prayer come true. All my life I have prayed that one day God would let me go the Holy Lands. I mean just think to walk were he walked and see the place he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;crucified&lt;/span&gt; for my sins, to see the empty tomb, because Praise GOD he arose on the 3rd day so that I could live. Just to be going is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;unbelievable&lt;/span&gt; for me still at times. But to be going with Pastor Ralph Sexton Jr., that was just an extra blessing God gave. For me to be going is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; a blessing from God. Let me share my story with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This year I had to have some work done on my house and I knew that this year was the year I had to do it (so did GOD). I had when to revival services were Brother Ralph was preaching he told that he was getting up a trip to the Holy Land and I was like oh how I would love to go. But being single it was a little more money than I could afford. But then when I called to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;estimation&lt;/span&gt; my room, I told GOD. I said God you know that I would love to go on this trip, but I have to have that room fixed, so here is the X amount of money I have. If you want me to go than I pray that the room comes in under this amount &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; so that I can go. I at that time only told my Pastor and ask him to help me pray. I then when to my very faithful prayer partner and ask for help praying. Well, the room came in under the X amount of money, but you know how we are we don't just trust GOD with that simple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;answer&lt;/span&gt;. I said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; God I have the money what about a passport at that time there was waiting list to get your passport. I by now had shared my prayer request with a few close friend and had them praying. Well I mailed my passport papers off, paid extra to get them processed faster. The lady at the post office told me I could have them is 6 to8 weeks and that if I didn't I would need to start tracing them. Well God answered another pray I had my passport in less than 2 weeks. So I knew that it was GOD working out everything for me to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today I shared with some close friends that I am wandering if I am doing the right thing and of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;courses&lt;/span&gt; Satan is starting to put questions in my mind and throw obstacles in my path. My mom is sick and having to have some test. I had to have brakes on my van today. But I know God will take care of all that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My greatest prayer request is for my families salvation. I have sister, brother-in-laws, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;nieces&lt;/span&gt; and nephews that are lost. I know without a doubt that if something was to happen to me while I am on this trip that I would awake in heaven in the arms of the one who loves me more than he loved his on life, and should he sound the trumpet to take all the saved to heaven I can think of no better place to go from. But, then there is my family yesterday our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Associated&lt;/span&gt; Pastor Paul preached and he preached on hell. He made a comment about how God will one day wipe the tears form our eyes, but that will not be until after he cast the unsaved into hell. Preacher Paul said you know we the saved will be there present to hear God say to them Depart from me I never knew you, that breaks my heart because I DO NOT WANT TO HAVE TO HEAR GOD SAY THAT TO MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;God tells us in his word that "The effectual fervent prayers of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;righteous&lt;/span&gt; man &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;availeth&lt;/span&gt; much." James 5:16b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;I know we all have lost family and friends, so I ask that you help me pray for them and I will pray for your lost ones. And we together will claim God's promise to hear our prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5437142503382650057-8729994075873606965?l=godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8729994075873606965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5437142503382650057&amp;postID=8729994075873606965&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/8729994075873606965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/8729994075873606965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/2007/10/count-down-is-on.html' title='The Count Down Is On.'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430858008053807241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlCfVGJ045o/SgzLfS1VMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8buck892XAw/S220/2370234590052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437142503382650057.post-8627786276195522053</id><published>2007-09-26T15:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T16:26:58.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What in the World do I Say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OK this is my first time at blogging and I not sure I know what I am doing. I have a very dear friend that has been blogging for about a year and I have loved reading hers and other ladies blogs. So thought I will give it a try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My mom who lives with me is gone to the beach with the senior of our church this week. I thought ok this is going to be a quiet week, in the evening I would just go home and chill. But no way I have something to do every night. Monday night we started the Bible Study by Beth Moore "To Live is Christ". I am so excited about it I love doing her studies. Tuesday nights I do BSF (Bible Study Fellowship) at a local church. This is my 5 1/2 years it takes 7 years to study the whole Bible expect for Revelations. This is sometimes a hard study sometimes the questions are very hard and you can only use your Bible to answer them. Wednesday is church night. I am on the Youth Ministry Team so we have the youth down at the youth house for service. I love working with the youth, I don't teach but am just there for support. Thursday I am taking one of the girls to the movies. There are some of the girls that I do things with outside of the regular services. Friday night is Ministry Team meeting this is a time that we come together to plan events, talk about things going on in the kids lives and pray. I love getting together with the Ministry Team they are the bestest friends that anyone can have and they all love the kids so very much. I know that anytime I have a need they are the first one I call on to pray for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;More than anything though I love the Lord. Sometimes I just and look out the window at work and think Oh what an awesome God I serve and how much he loves me. There is a verse in Zephaniah 3:17 that I love it says &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The LORD thy God in the midst of thee is mighty; he will save, he will rejoice over thee with joy; he will rest in his love, he will joy over thee with singing." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What a comfort that is to know that everything I do GOD cares about and is right there. For him to let me rest in his love and to singing over me, makes me think that you know he must really think I am special. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well I guess I did have a little something to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5437142503382650057-8627786276195522053?l=godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8627786276195522053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5437142503382650057&amp;postID=8627786276195522053&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/8627786276195522053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5437142503382650057/posts/default/8627786276195522053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godmyhidingplace.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-in-world-do-i-say.html' title='What in the World do I Say?'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430858008053807241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlCfVGJ045o/SgzLfS1VMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/8buck892XAw/S220/2370234590052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
