<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556</id><updated>2009-12-13T01:57:41.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Colored in Christ</title><subtitle type='html'>A devotional blog with a passion to help us live and move and have our being in Him (Acts 17:28).</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-5414431655043386565</id><published>2009-12-07T09:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T09:47:34.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Believing</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, serif; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Some of you know I’ve been in the school of “believing” for a while now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(See the “Believing Big” devotions from April and May, 2009.)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God’s been trying to drum into my heart and mind that if He’s leading me in His will, I need to stop having small faith and small vision and actually &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;believe&lt;/b&gt; that He’s able to do exceeding abundant things through me, for His glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Well, I’m pretty sure He decided to test me recently.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was told that something isn’t “typically” done—and it’s true. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It’s not typically done.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But it just so happens that God has put this thing on my heart so strongly that I almost &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; to believe.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I prayed and prayed (and prayed and prayed), God brought something to mind at church yesterday, something to think about regarding what’s “typically” done.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;You don’t go from slave to prisoner to governor of Egypt, as Joseph did, typically.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;You don’t walk through a sea on dry land, typically.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;You don’t win a battle against a 9-foot giant with a sword, spear, and javelin—and all you have is a sling and some stones, typically.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;You don’t tell the most powerful king on earth (King Nebuchadnezzar of Babylon) that you refuse to bow down to his statue, get thrown into a fiery furnace, and live, typically.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;You don’t walk on water, typically.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;You don’t get to be born again, typically.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;BUT GOD!!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There’s a reason He tells us, “Behold, I am the &lt;span style="font-variant:small-caps"&gt;LORD&lt;/span&gt;, the God of all flesh; is anything too difficult for Me?” (Jeremiah 32:27).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There’s a reason Jesus said, “All things are possible to him who believes” (Mark 9:23).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God wants us to know—and be fully persuaded—of His power and might and sovereignty.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He wants us to &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;believe&lt;/b&gt; that if He has purposed it, it will come to pass.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God doesn’t do anything “typical.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He “is able to do exceeding abundantly, beyond what we ask or think, according to the power that works within us” (Ephesians 3:20).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;If you’re surrendered to God, seeking His will, and believe He’s leading you, don’t give up when a roadblock is thrown in your path.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Don’t focus on what’s typically done.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Keep looking to God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Keep believing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In fact, let the roadblock increase your faith further, to crazy believing! &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Look for God to show up strong!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Heavenly Father, my life is Yours.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I surrender my plans for Your plans, my desires for Your desires.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wherever You lead me, give me the faith to believe that You are able to establish those plans for Your glory.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Increase my faith to crazy believing, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-5414431655043386565?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/5414431655043386565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=5414431655043386565' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/5414431655043386565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/5414431655043386565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/12/crazy-believing.html' title='Crazy Believing'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-2429993294109489330</id><published>2009-10-25T20:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T20:44:58.845-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[With this week's devotion (a repost from February, 2008), I wanted to let everyone know that I'm moved to take a little break from the weekly devotions. When I resume, the devotions may not be weekly, but God willing, they will continue.  Prayers are welcome!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“You shall follow the Lord your God and fear Him; and you shall keep His commandments, listen to His voice, serve Him, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to Him.”  Deuteronomy 13:4 (NASB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was standing at the sink the other day washing vegetables, my mind wandering through a series of “What ifs.”  I’d been seeking direction on something and now that God had given it, I had to be sure that all the bases were covered.  “Well, what if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; happens?” and “What if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; happens?  Then what?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mind had no problem figuring out all the scenarios in which this would not work.  As I handled the vegetables, gazing out the window from time to time, I could feel my peace leaving as I pondered this thing.  And suddenly, one word breezed into my soul:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love that word.  It holds such power.  When I think of it, I picture God’s chosen people, the nation of Israel, in the early days when Moses was still their leader.  God in His grace was giving them instruction before they entered the Promised Land as to how to prosper and be a light to other nations.  He told them, “You shall follow the Lord your God and fear Him; and you shall keep His commandments, listen to His voice, serve Him, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to Him” (Deut. 13:4).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Joshua was there that day and soon replaced Moses as Israel’s leader.  He led them into the Promised Land, fought great battles with God’s divine help, and before he died, reminded Israel of that one word:  “But you are to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to the Lord your God, as you have done to this day” (Joshua 23:8).  The word was also in the mind of David, Israel’s great king, when he said, “My soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;clings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to You; Your right hand upholds me” (Psalm 63:8).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But things went awry with the nation of Israel; they weren’t prospering, because they weren’t clinging.  By the days of the prophet Jeremiah, hundreds of years later, most of the tribes of Israel had been taken captive by Assyria as a result of sin against God.  The ones remaining, the southern kingdom of Judah, were on the brink of captivity as well.  Still, God in His grace sent them a prophet, Jeremiah, to try to turn them away from sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One day, God directed Jeremiah to buy a linen waistband and put it around his waist (Jeremiah 13:1).  Next the Lord had him hide it in the crevice of a rock, then retrieve it again, only to find it ruined and worthless.  It was a picture of God’s people who refused to listen to Him and as a result, had become as worthless as the waistband.  “‘For as the waistband &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;clings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to the waist of a man, so I made the whole household of Israel and the whole household of Judah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to Me,’ declares the Lord, ‘that they might be for Me a people, for renown, for praise, and for glory; but they did not listen.’”  The southern kingdom was taken captive by Babylon not long after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God hasn’t changed.  He still desires His people to cling to Him.  When I heard the word in my head that day at the sink, I saw the image I always see when I’m reminded of it—my arms flung tight around the waist of the Father, no space between us.  No space for doubt, no space for worry, no space for disobedience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If I could only stay that way every moment of every day!  Can we purpose together in our hearts and pray that when doubt comes, we will cling?  When worry comes, we will cling.  When other voices invade our heads and try to move us off course, including our own, we will forsake them and cling, listening to God’s voice alone.  When the slightest temptation to sin comes, we will cling.  There is no better place, no safer place, no other place where we can truly prosper than in His bosom.  Clinging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Father, may Your grace and strength be abundant in our lives, empowering us to keep the affirmations above.  Help us to follow You and fear You, to keep Your commandments, to listen to Your voice, serve You, and cling to You.  In Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-2429993294109489330?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/2429993294109489330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=2429993294109489330' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/2429993294109489330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/2429993294109489330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/10/cling.html' title='Cling'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-3814647853830137574</id><published>2009-10-18T18:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T18:29:44.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the Bread of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For twenty-seven years I hungered for one thing or another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Growing up, I remember hungering for a two-parent family (my parents divorced when I was 4).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Though my father didn’t live far away and was very much a part of my life, I wanted a mom and dad at home when I woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wanted dinnertime together, and family vacations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In college and law school, I hungered for a career—and money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And once I had the career and the money, I longed to make partner—and more money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There was always something else, something more than I had, something that would cause me to be satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The “something else” came at twenty-seven, that which would satisfy, yet it was none of the things I’d had in view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The “something else” was Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jesus said, “I am the bread of life; he who comes to Me shall not hunger, and he who believes in Me shall never thirst” (John 6:35).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With Jesus, nothing is missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’ve been made whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For what could I possibly hunger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’ve been redeemed from the pit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m blessed with every spiritual blessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m loved, forgiven, and protected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don’t have to figure out my own life’s plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I submit my will to God’s, I’m assured that He will establish His plans and purposes for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I know that “God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose” (Romans 8:28).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jesus is the bread of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He’s the only One who can complete us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He’s the only One who can satisfy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He’s the only One who gives life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you have a hunger deep in your soul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Turn to the One who can fill it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jesus, You are the living bread that comes down out of heaven and gives eternal life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I praise You and thank You for coming to earth, for clothing Yourself in human flesh, and for dying for me, that I might live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank You that I need not hunger or thirst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-3814647853830137574?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/3814647853830137574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=3814647853830137574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/3814647853830137574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/3814647853830137574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-bread-of-life.html' title='I am the Bread of Life'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-6255277713757532148</id><published>2009-10-11T18:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:03:09.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the Vine</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;       Something Jesus said has been playing in my brain for weeks, looping over and over as if He recorded it on audio Himself:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;“I am the vine, you are the branches; he who abides in Me, and I in him, he bears much fruit; for apart from Me you can do nothing” (John 15:5 NASB). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;       This picture speaks volumes to me—Jesus as the ever-strong vine and me hanging on for dear life.  The more I grow in Christ, the more I realize how utterly desperately I need Him.  He is my life.  He is my peace.  He is my joy.  He is my all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;       As a fiction writer, I’ve learned He’s also my creativity.  I had a deadline a couple of weeks ago to turn in edits for my manuscript, but I’d gotten stuck on the last chapter.  I was supposed to rewrite it, but nothing was coming to me no matter how much I prayed.  I received a one-week extension and said, “Okay God, clearly I can’t do this without You.  If You don’t lead me, it won’t get written.”  Two days later, words to the ending began to flow.  I think God delights in confirming that truth:  “Apart from Me you can do nothing.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;       But there’s another truth in that verse.  When we’re abiding in Jesus, we bear much fruit.  No matter what our personalities and moods are naturally, abiding in Christ means the fruit of the Spirit will be displayed in and through us—love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control (Galatians 5:22-23).  We’ll also bear fruit by doing good works.  “For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them” (Ephesians 2:10).  Abiding in Jesus means we’re so connected to the Source that He is able to use us to accomplish His will in the earth, to His glory, honor, and praise.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;       Apart from Him we can do nothing.   But what’s the flip side?  &lt;i&gt;With Him&lt;/i&gt;, all things are possible.  &lt;i&gt;Through Him&lt;/i&gt;, we can do all things!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "&gt;Jesus, help me to abide always in You, to dwell richly with You.  It is my heart’s desire to bear much fruit for the Kingdom.  Be glorified in me.  Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-6255277713757532148?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/6255277713757532148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=6255277713757532148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/6255277713757532148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/6255277713757532148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-vine.html' title='I am the Vine'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-7347894621624284380</id><published>2009-10-04T19:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:31:21.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting on God</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I came to a conclusion this weekend.  As much as I would like it to be so, “waiting patiently on God” will never end this side of heaven.  It seems as soon as I rejoice at seeing a prayer answered, something else is thrown out of reach and the prayers begin anew…and I’m &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, serif; line-height: normal; "&gt;waiting—again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And actually, when I think about it, it’s not &lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt; thing after another.  It’s several things overlapping one another, some taking years to play out, others weeks or months.  But no matter the length of time, somehow it’s never easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Funny how God knew our flesh would find it hard.  Thus, He reminds us over and over in His Word that it’s part of our walk with Him.  “Wait for the LORD; be strong, and let your heart take courage; yes, wait for the LORD” (Psalm 27:14 NASB).  “Rest in the LORD and wait patiently for Him” (Psalm 37:7).  “My soul, wait in silence for God only, for my hope is from Him.  He only is my rock and my salvation, my stronghold; I shall not be shaken (Psalm 62:5-6).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But He does more than charge us to wait.  He gives us promises to hang onto. Here are only a few:  “The LORD favors those who fear Him, those who wait for His lovingkindness” (Psalm 147:11).  “The Lord is good to those who wait for Him, to the person who seeks Him” (Lamentations 3:25).  And I love that God “acts in behalf of the one who waits for Him” (Isaiah 64:4).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As much as my flesh cries out when it’s forced to wait, my spirit rejoices.  When I’m waiting, I’m praying more.  I wake up seeking God and lie in bed at night pondering His ways.  I search the Scriptures for answers.  When I’m waiting, I’m keenly aware of my need for Him, that apart from Him I can do nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Are you waiting on the Lord?  I’m not here to tell you that it’s easy.  But I’ve learned—yes, painfully at times—that one word goes hand in hand with waiting:  TRUST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heavenly Father, give me strength and patience to wait patiently on You.  Help me to trust You, knowing that my times are in Your hands, and that You are acting on my behalf as I wait.  Thank You that even though I may fret, You are working all things together for good, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-7347894621624284380?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/7347894621624284380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=7347894621624284380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/7347894621624284380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/7347894621624284380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/10/waiting-on-god.html' title='Waiting on God'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-3033965943622484048</id><published>2009-09-27T18:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T18:59:19.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Eagles' Wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In last week’s devotion, “In the Shadow of His Wings,” we saw God as a refuge and a hiding place.  We can run to Him in times of trouble and despair—and in times of joy and peace!—and know that we have welcome shelter in the shadow of His protective wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We’re focusing on His wings again this week, but the preposition has changed.  Instead of being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; the shadow of His wings, we’re &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; the wings!  Look at what God said to the people of Israel through Moses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“’You yourselves have seen what I did to the Egyptians, and how I bore you on eagles’ wings, and brought you to Myself.  Now, then, if you will indeed obey My voice and keep My covenant, then you shall be My own possession among all the peoples, for all the earth is Mine; and you shall be to Me a kingdom of priests and a holy nation’” (Exodus 19:4-6).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;         Our God is an awesome God, full of power and might.  He swooped down, rescued the people of Israel from the enemy camp, and brought them to Himself.  Why would He display such strength on their behalf?  The answer is simple—and beautiful.  He did it so they would be His own possession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;         The same display of strength is echoed on our behalf in Colossians 1:13:  “For He delivered us from the domain of darkness, and transferred us to the kingdom of His beloved Son….”  When we believe and are saved, it’s not our own doing.  God swoops down, plucks us out of the enemy’s camp, and bears us on eagles’ wings to the kingdom of His Son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;         And He doesn’t leave us once He saves us.  Those same eagles’ wings are available to power us through this Christian walk.  Isaiah tells us:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Everlasting God, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, the Creator of the ends of the earth does not become weary or tired….  He gives strength to the weary, and to him who lacks might He increases power.  Though youths grow weary and tired, and vigorous young men stumble badly, yet those who wait on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant:small-caps"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; will gain new strength; they will mount up with wings like eagles, they will run and not get tired, they will walk and not become weary” (40:28-31).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;         Did you see that?  It says when we wait on God, we will “mount up with wings like eagles.”  How do we do that?  We are able to mount up because it’s God who’s bearing us.  His Spirit is able to cause us to soar above the trials and tribulations we encounter.  Are you weary or tired?  Let the Lord bear you on eagles’ wings.  Be ready to soar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heavenly Father, You are awesome in power, able to deliver.  Thank You for delivering me from the enemy and transferring me to Your glorious kingdom.  Help me to run to You whenever I have need.  Thank You for bearing me on eagles’ wings and allowing me to soar by Your Spirit, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-3033965943622484048?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/3033965943622484048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=3033965943622484048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/3033965943622484048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/3033965943622484048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-eagles-wings.html' title='On Eagles&apos; Wings'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-3118915586716258694</id><published>2009-09-20T16:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T17:04:12.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Shadow of His Wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The winds of life can come fierce and strong.  Winds of disappointment.  Winds of failure.  Winds of frustration and sickness and fear and rejection.  Whatever the problem, it demands our focus.  And the more we focus on it, the more we’re carried away by it—carried away to anxiety, incessant worry, loneliness, and sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But there is a place we can run to for refuge from the fierce winds of life—the shadow of God’s wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Be gracious to me, O God, be gracious to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For my soul takes refuge in You;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And in the shadow of Your wings I will take refuge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Until destruction passes by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will cry to God Most High, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To God who accomplishes all things for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He will send from heaven and save me…” (Psalm 57:1-3 NASB).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love this imagery so much that I’ve colored “shadow of His wings” and “shelter of His wings” everywhere it appears in the Psalms.  Oh, and this one too from Psalm 91:  “For it is He who delivers you from the snare of the trapper, and from the deadly pestilence.  He will cover you with His pinions, and under His wings you may seek refuge; His faithfulness is a shield and bulwark.”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When the winds of life come, I like to picture myself snuggled up behind a wide, strong, majestic eagle’s wing—protected, out of harm’s way.  In the shadow of His wings, I know I’m not alone.  I’m tended to, cared for, nurtured, and loved.  In the shadow of His wings, the wind can rage, but my focus is on the One who is able to rebuke the wind and make it calm (Mark 4:39).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Are the winds raging in your life?  Crawl up and plant yourself in the shadow of His wings.  You’ll find refuge there…and so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heavenly Father, David said, “Keep me as the apple of the eye; hide me in the shadow of Your wings,” and that’s my prayer right now.  In fact, Father, I don’t want to come only when the winds are raging.  Help me to dwell in the shadow of Your wings each and every day, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-3118915586716258694?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/3118915586716258694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=3118915586716258694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/3118915586716258694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/3118915586716258694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-shadow-of-his-wings.html' title='In the Shadow of His Wings'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-1477320265637563766</id><published>2009-09-13T17:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:29:22.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living to Please God or Man?</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Our family has had many talks around the dinner table over the years about peer pressure and doing what’s right no matter what others are doing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Years ago we’d even make up scenarios and role-play them, my husband and I acting the part of trying to tempt them to bad behavior.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They always had the right response in those situations, but now that they’re older, they’ve seen that it’s not so easy to walk out. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The inclination to go along, to please others, seems to go hand in hand with adolescence.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Funny—not much changes in adulthood.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we’re teaching our kids these lessons, we might as well be talking to ourselves too.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Being a people-pleaser isn’t unique to being a teenager; it’s a desire of the flesh.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The flesh wants to be liked.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It wants to say things that are well-received and do things that don’t make waves—and we know that the truth of God’s Word has been known to make waves!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;But we can’t please God in the flesh (Romans 8:8).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’re to die to the flesh and live by the Spirit, which means living to please God, not others. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“For am I now seeking the favor of men, or of God?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or am I striving to please men?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If I were still trying to please men, I would not be a bond-servant of Christ” (Galatians 1:10).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;I’ll bet most of us know this.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Still, that tension creeps in from time to time—even in Christian relationships and in Christian ministry—where we have to ask ourselves, “Whom am I trying to please?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Am I not speaking truth because someone won’t like it?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Am I not taking a stand because I might end up standing alone?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;As long as we walk this earth in this flesh, we’ll be tempted to please man rather than God, but let’s pray hard not to yield to it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Only one Person died for us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Only One has set us free from sin and death.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jesus died that we might live—for Him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Heavenly Father, I confess that I’m tempted at times to walk by the flesh and please man rather than You.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Strengthen me, Father.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to live to please You and You alone, to be a bond-servant for Jesus Christ, in His name, Amen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-1477320265637563766?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/1477320265637563766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=1477320265637563766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/1477320265637563766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/1477320265637563766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/09/living-to-please-god-or-man.html' title='Living to Please God or Man?'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-2762852909984614185</id><published>2009-09-06T15:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T16:07:44.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Got the Joy, Joy, Joy, Joy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;I love the Christian life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love that even though I might have trials and tribulations, even though I might be cast about in a storm, and even though I might be persecuted, I’ve got a priceless treasure that can’t be taken—joy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Notice I didn’t say “happiness.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Happiness depends on the circumstances.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can’t recall a single personal trial or tribulation that I was happy about.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I still had joy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Joy comes from above.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s one of the spiritual blessings God has given us (Ephesians 1:3).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s a fruit of the Spirit (Galatians 5:22).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Joy surpasses human comprehension.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When Jesus was headed for the cross, bruised and bloodied, ridiculed and scorned, a painful crucifixion awaiting Him, we’re told He endured it “for the joy set before Him” (Hebrews 12:2 NASB).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He knew His present circumstance wasn’t all there was.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His life didn’t consist merely of happenings on earth—even though that “happening” was death!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His mind was set on things above, on the plans and purposes of God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;The night before His crucifixion, joy was on Jesus’ mind as He taught His disciples.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He said, “These things I have spoken to you, that My joy may be in you, and that your joy may be made full” (John 15:11).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That very same night, He also told them:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Therefore you too now have sorrow; but I will see you again, and your heart will rejoice, and no one takes your joy away from you” (John 16:22).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;I’ll repeat that last assertion:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“...no one takes your joy from you.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;“Do not be grieved, for the joy of the Lord is your strength,” Nehemiah 8:10 tells us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Proverbs says, “A joyful heart is good medicine” (17:22).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God didn’t give us joy just to feel giddy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It fortifies us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It helps us endure.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Like Jesus, believers know that this life on earth isn’t all there is, no matter the trial.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’ve got an eternity set before us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’ve got an Almighty God before whom no scheme from hell can stand.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And we’ve got a promise that “God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose” (Romans 8:28).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Remember the kids’ song, “I’ve got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart….”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yep, it’s down in your heart.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But are you walking in it?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family: Verdana;mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US"&gt;Heavenly Father, thank You for giving me a wealth of spiritual treasure that includes joy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to focus, not on my circumstance, but on things above.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;May my joy always be full, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-2762852909984614185?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/2762852909984614185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=2762852909984614185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/2762852909984614185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/2762852909984614185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-got-joy-joy-joy-joy.html' title='I&apos;ve Got the Joy, Joy, Joy, Joy....'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-2992226156309896193</id><published>2009-08-30T17:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T17:26:11.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Not Fear</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Has God moved in your heart to say or do something, yet you hesitated—or maybe refused—because of fear?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe you didn’t even recognize it as fear.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It just crept in, and you found yourself thinking that it wouldn’t work.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or perhaps you thought about the rejection you might receive.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You considered the friend or family member you might lose.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You reasoned it wouldn’t make a difference anyway. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The list of possibilities that run through our minds is endless. And whatever God has moved us to do never gets done.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Fear comes in many forms, but it has one source—Satan—and one purpose, to thwart the will of God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The enemy knows we are fallen creatures, prone to shrink from difficulty, adversity, and rejection.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’re prone also to look to ourselves and conclude that we’re not strong enough, not bold enough, and not equipped enough.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  If&lt;/span&gt; we focus on the situation and on ourselves, fear will win the upper hand.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, when we focus on God, we’re set free from that spirit of fear.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;“For God hath not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, of love, and of a sound mind” (2 Timothy 1:7 King James).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yes, God has given us the opposite of fear; He’s given us power.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s hard to grasp with the natural mind the power that God has given us, which is why the Apostle Paul prayed for believers to understand it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He said, “I pray that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened, so that you may know what is the hope of His calling, what are the riches of the glory of His inheritance in the saints, &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;and what is the surpassing greatness of His power toward us who believe&lt;/b&gt;” &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Ephesians 1:18-19 NASB).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Can you imagine how we would live if we truly understood this and walked in it?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I, for one, am meditating on this.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When God calls me to do His will, I don’t want to be arrested by fear.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to go in the power of His Holy Spirit.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to go with these words ringing in my ear:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Be strong and courageous!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do not tremble or be dismayed for the &lt;span style="font-variant:small-caps"&gt;LORD&lt;/span&gt; your God is with you wherever you go” (Joshua 1:9).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Heavenly Father, I praise You because greater is He who is in me than he who is in the world.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Though the enemy tempts me to fear, I thank You that You have given me a spirit of power.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to know the surpassing greatness of your power toward us who believe, and to walk in it, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-2992226156309896193?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/2992226156309896193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=2992226156309896193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/2992226156309896193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/2992226156309896193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-not-fear.html' title='Do Not Fear'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-483470717796844031</id><published>2009-08-23T16:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:50:03.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Willing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;“I’m not ready to pray that.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s what I said a number of years ago after reading about a woman who prayed, “Lord, I’m willing for Your will.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She had hopes and dreams.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She had plans, not only for herself but for her husband and children as well.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But in her walk with God, she knew He was calling her to a new level of faith.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Though she struggled, she laid it all on the altar.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She exchanged her will for His will.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;I had no choice but to admit it because God knew anyway—I couldn’t pray that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wasn’t ready to invite God to ransack my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had been a believer for a few years and He’d already moved me to do things I wouldn’t have imagined—leaving my law career was one—but there was no telling how far He might go if I prayed that prayer.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What else might He move me to give up?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What hopes and plans?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What attitudes and opinions?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;I knew I needed greater faith and trust, so I prayed something else.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I prayed that God would get me to the point where I could make that great exchange—my will for His will.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;A combination of things happened over time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God closed a couple of doors, rearranged a couple of priorities, and showed up strong in the Scriptures.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I saw His sovereignty more clearly, His power, His lovingkindness, and His wisdom.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I also saw my own life more clearly—as part of an eternal plan.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ephesians 2:10 really spoke to me:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand so that we would walk in them” (NASB).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;The more I focused on God and studied His Word, the more I understood that my life is not about me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s all about Him. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In fact, Jesus died “that they who live should no longer live for themselves, but for Him who died and rose again on their behalf” (2 Corinthians 5:15). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;I don’t remember exactly when the moment came, but I remember the tears as I bowed the knee in my heart and prayed, “Lord, I’m willing for Your will.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I laid my own plans, desires, attitudes, and opinions—my entire will—on the altar and asked God to replace them with His will for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It wasn’t instantaneous.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It hasn’t been easy (my will likes to resurrect itself).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I’ll continue to be a work in progress.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just know that there’s no better place than to be yielded to God’s will.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Are you willing to make the great exchange—your will for God’s will?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family: Verdana;mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US"&gt;Heavenly Father, make me a yielded vessel. Take my will and exchange it for Yours, that I may bring You glory, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-483470717796844031?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/483470717796844031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=483470717796844031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/483470717796844031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/483470717796844031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/08/are-you-willing.html' title='Are You Willing?'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-2281670633624526384</id><published>2009-08-16T14:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:56:07.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Michael Vick Deserve a Second Chance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You don’t have to be a big sports enthusiast to know about Michael Vick—star quarterback convicted of financing a dogfighting operation that involved the torture and killing of many dogs.  He pled guilty and served eighteen months in prison.  Last week, the Philadelphia Eagles signed him to a deal, and in a press conference, he reiterated his remorse and “shame” as he sat next to the man of God who has been mentoring him, former coach Tony Dungy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But a debate has erupted over whether Vick deserves to play again in the NFL.  In fact, many are proclaiming already that they will never forget what he’s done and will protest outside of his games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I read and listened to the arguments for and against what he “deserves,” I couldn’t help but dwell on that one word.  I couldn’t help but think that I don’t “deserve” the life I live either.  I haven’t been convicted of a crime, but I can’t begin to count the number of times I’ve sinned against a holy and righteous God.  The penalty is clear in the Word of God—death.  That’s what I deserve.  But God is loving, gracious, and merciful.  He says, “For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord” (Romans 6:23).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But God does even more than that.  When we repent, He doesn’t simply forgive us.  He also chooses to forget our “crimes” against Him.  “As far as the east is from the west, so far has He removed our transgressions from us” (Psalm 103:12).  My mind cannot fathom why God would lavish such abundant grace, forgiveness, and mercy upon us.  All I can do is lavish upon Him thanks and praise in return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Does Michael Vick deserve to play in the NFL?  Well, no.  No more than we deserve the second chances and other blessings that come our way.  Maybe he’ll blow the opportunity and do something else crazy.  Or maybe this isn’t about Michael Vick at all.  Maybe, just maybe, God is setting Himself up to be glorified on a big stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What about you?  Have you received blessings you didn’t deserve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heavenly Father, I praise You, for You are abundant in mercy, love, and grace.  Thank You for forgiving me and casting my sins as far as the east is from the west.  Thank You for blessing me with eternal life, though I don’t deserve it, and for the countless other blessings You’ve bestowed upon me.  May I glorify You with the blessings You’ve given, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-2281670633624526384?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/2281670633624526384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=2281670633624526384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/2281670633624526384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/2281670633624526384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/08/does-michael-vick-deserve-second-chance.html' title='Does Michael Vick Deserve a Second Chance?'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-6004208689764042006</id><published>2009-08-09T16:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T19:25:12.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slavery and Abortion:  A Tale of Two Evils</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Deliver those who are being taken away to death, and those who are staggering to slaughter, O hold them back.  If you say, ‘See, we did not know this,’ does He not consider it who weighs the hearts?  And does He not know it who keeps your soul?  And will He not render to man according to his work?” (Proverbs 24:11-12 NASB).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;         It must’ve been a challenge in the mid-1800s in America for those who were white, followers of Christ, and against slavery.  Slavery was a booming business, and the country was divided over whether it should continue.  Some—yes, even Christians—said although the practice was wrong, slaves were the property of their masters and others shouldn’t interfere.  Maybe these sympathizers prayed, but they dared not go beyond that.  The issue was too politically charged.  Controversial.  Never know where your neighbor might stand.  Don’t want to offend; certainly don’t want to judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Besides, by then America had outlawed the importation of slaves into the country.  The number of slaves would hopefully diminish over time.  And anyway, there were other issues just as pressing—people in poverty with little to eat and no place to stay.  Those people needed help too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But there were other Christians—black and white—who called evil “evil,” stood together as one, and set out with God’s help to eradicate that evil.  They prayed—absolutely—but they also wrote persuasive articles and books, gave impassioned speeches, lobbied congressman, and worked tirelessly to help the oppressed gain freedom.  They put those action verbs in Proverbs 24:11 to work—delivering those who were being taken away to death and holding back those staggering to slaughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To them, man’s opinion was irrelevant.  For that matter, so was the Supreme Court’s—which had pronounced in the Dred Scott Decision that blacks were essentially not fully human.  What mattered was God’s truth, that all life was created by Him and deemed precious by Him.  By God’s grace, the institution of slavery ended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But evil didn’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The enemy of God—who’s behind every effort to kill, steal, and destroy—hatched another plan, a better plan in his estimation.  He would kill thousands in America—every single day through abortion.  And because he’s the master of lies and deception, he would get scores to support his plan, whether overtly or tacitly, from Supreme Court justices to political leaders to, yes, even professing Christians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After all, we really shouldn’t interfere.  The issue is controversial, politically charged.  The Supreme Court has spoken.  Hopefully the number of abortions will diminish over time, and besides, there are other pressing issues to deal with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;God says something different:  “Deliver those who are being taken away to death, and those who are staggering to slaughter, O hold them back” (Proverbs 24:11).  Deliver.  Hold back.  Action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, for followers of Christ, the challenge is before us right now in 2009.  Will we call evil “evil”?  Will we follow God’s directive?  I, for one, am thankful for those who did so in the 1800s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt;I also want to add that many have had abortions and are enduring the pain of it even now.  Please know that God's grace, mercy, and forgiveness are abundant.  We ALL have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.  You don't have to bear the guilt and shame of sin.  He is there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heavenly Father, give me Your heart for human life.  Strip away all the lies and deception and help me to see as You see.  Give me a heart to pray and a heart to DO something.  Show me what that something is, Father.  I want to do Your will, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-6004208689764042006?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/6004208689764042006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=6004208689764042006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/6004208689764042006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/6004208689764042006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/08/slavery-and-abortion-tale-of-two-evils.html' title='Slavery and Abortion:  A Tale of Two Evils'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-8902803310822605274</id><published>2009-08-02T16:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T17:01:27.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Manuscript, a Devotion, and a Birthday--Oh My!</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If you want to know the truth, I tried to get out of writing a devotion this week.  My fiction manuscript is due to the publisher on Monday, and as of Friday, I still had tons to do.  Add to that, my daughter’s eleventh birthday was Saturday—which meant most of an entire day would be taken up with celebration activities.  I told God I had only limited time this weekend.  I couldn’t afford to set aside the manuscript and work on a devotion.  Surely He could understand.  After all, that’s how stress comes about—from trying to do too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Guess it’s obvious God had a different plan.  He also has a sense of humor.  As I prayed, the words to the devotion unfolded easily in my mind—and it was all about this very dilemma.  Words from Scripture came to mind as well:  “My grace is sufficient for you, for power is perfected in weakness” (2 Corinthians 12:9).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;         I realized an important lesson.  Stress comes from trying to accomplish too much outside of God’s will or God’s timing, or from trying to move in our own strength.  But when we look to Him, it might be hard and it might involve long hours, but He’s able to cause us to flow in the power of His Holy Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It didn’t matter that I had tons to do to my manuscript before the Monday deadline.  Didn’t matter that my time was diminished considerably because of my daughter’s birthday.  Didn’t matter that I had a devotion to write.  And it didn’t matter that various members of my family seemed to need me for something whenever I hit a stride in the novel.  In fact, as I write this devotion, I know I’ll be working into the night to meet this deadline.  But God is well able to handle it.  His grace is sufficient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Are you feeling weak and powerless in an area of your life?  That’s exactly where God can show Himself strong.  His grace is sufficient for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Heavenly Father, thank You that I don’t have to move in my own strength and ability.  I know that apart from You, I can do nothing.  Where I am weak, I pray that You would make me strong by Your power, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-8902803310822605274?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/8902803310822605274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=8902803310822605274' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/8902803310822605274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/8902803310822605274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/08/manuscript-devotion-and-birthday-oh-my.html' title='A Manuscript, a Devotion, and a Birthday--Oh My!'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-8508945325872324375</id><published>2009-07-26T16:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T16:26:38.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth in Opinionated Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, fantasy;"&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;I love that you can read the Word of God and certain verses will jump out at you—as if the Holy Spirit is taking a highlighter and saying, “THESE—meditate on THESE.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s what happened to me this weekend.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;THESE were the verses that popped out at me:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;“The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge; fools despise wisdom and instruction” (Proverbs 1:7 NASB).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;“The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom, and the knowledge of the Holy One is understanding” (Proverbs 9:10).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt; E&lt;/span&gt;ver meditate on those truths?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ever think about the fact that one must have a fear of the Lord to even BEGIN to walk with true knowledge?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yet, we live in such opinionated times.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;Television, radio, newspapers, books, magazines, blogs—everyone’s quick to tell us what’s “true.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They’ve got an opinion about what’s right and wrong, fair and unfair, wise and unwise.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Their opinions are often based on what they’ve been taught or told, on their experiences and backgrounds, ethnic and political affiliations, and all the other factors that come together to form one’s view of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;But how many of those opinions are based on a fear of the Lord?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;A fear of the Lord will cause us to humble ourselves and seek His face, understanding that He’s the only One with true wisdom and knowledge.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A fear of the Lord will move us to study the Scriptures to learn true wisdom and knowledge, so we can speak not from our own minds but the mind of Christ.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A fear of the Lord will lead us to exchange our own attitudes, opinions, and beliefs for God’s truth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;What can we learn from these verses?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;First, we need to be discerning about which opinions and viewpoints we adopt.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do those views line up with God and His Word?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If not, they’re lacking in true wisdom and knowledge; they’re worldly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Second, these verses let us know that we don’t need an advanced degree, advanced age, or a certain number of years on the job to possess true wisdom and knowledge.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;True wisdom and knowledge start with knowing God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Truth be told, if you’re in Christ, you probably know a lot more than the pundits you’re listening to.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After all, God likes to use “the foolish things of the world to shame the wise” and “the weak things of the world to shame the things which are strong” (1 Corinthians 1:27).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Do you have a reverential fear of the Lord?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are your views based on the wisdom and knowledge found in His Word?&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Heavenly Father, You deserve all the praise and the glory.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are sovereign; You are righteous; You are almighty; You are God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;May I walk with a holy fear of all You are, and yet I thank You that You are also loving, gracious, and merciful.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thank You for blessing me with true wisdom and knowledge, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-8508945325872324375?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/8508945325872324375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=8508945325872324375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/8508945325872324375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/8508945325872324375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/07/truth-in-opinionated-times.html' title='Truth in Opinionated Times'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-6905620944506696229</id><published>2009-07-19T16:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:14:14.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Input and Output</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Watch over your heart with all diligence, for from it flow the springs of life” (Proverbs 4:23 NASB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We understand the importance of guarding the heart when it comes to children.  We don’t let them watch, listen to, or read whatever they want.  Television shows, movies, books, and music are screened (hopefully!) to insure the material is age appropriate for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But what about us?  Are we guarding our own hearts?  Are we making sure the material is appropriate spiritually?  Or are we filling our hearts with all manner of evil?  Um, yeah, I said evil.  I know we don’t tend to think of it that way, but that number one song on the charts with the nice beat and the catchy lyrics that lust about going to bed with someone—not a spouse—is evil.  Ditto the movies, television shows, and books that celebrate the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have to understand that Satan is the prince of the power of the air (Ephesians 2:2), and therefore prince of the entertainment world.  He wants to fill our hearts with unholy material because he knows that out of the heart flow the issues of life.  We can only put out what we’re putting in.  We will not walk in holiness and righteousness if we’re filling our hearts with junk.  It’s a basic spiritual principle.  If we’re well-versed in the popular songs of the day but have little knowledge of Scripture, there’s an input issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know.  Ouch.  Somebody’s mad with me.  Might unsubscribe.  But this is what Colored in Christ is about—coloring our perspective with the Word of God.  It’s easy to swim with the flow of culture.  But when we do that, it’s the enemy who will get the glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Out of the heart come “evil thoughts, sexual immorality, theft, murder, adultery, greed, malice, deceit, lewdness, envy, slander, arrogance, and folly” (Mark 7:21 NIV).  That’s why Proverbs says to “watch over your heart with all diligence” (4:23).  Input matters.  If we fill our hearts with things that are true, honorable, right, pure, excellent, and worthy of praise (Philippians 4:8), we will bear good fruit, and that fruit will bring glory to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What are you inputting?  Are you watching over your heart with all diligence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heavenly Father, help me to watch over my heart with all diligence.  Give me wisdom and discernment about what I watch, listen to, and read.  Help me to make choices that glorify You and keep my heart and mind pure, that I may bear good fruit, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-6905620944506696229?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/6905620944506696229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=6905620944506696229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/6905620944506696229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/6905620944506696229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/07/input-and-output.html' title='Input and Output'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-7370610858862249780</id><published>2009-07-12T19:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T19:39:08.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stumbling</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;very now and then the public gets a collective view of a private affair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Our society is so jaded, though, that adultery alone doesn’t faze us; we need an interesting twist to get our attention, like a governor gone missing in Argentina or a sports star taken out in a murder-suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We drive by, ogle the scene, sift the facts, maybe say a prayer or two, and keep moving with our own lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But have we learned anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have we taken heed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Adultery happens all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And with or without an interesting twist—or a national name—it’s sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We might think we’re immune, but the fact is, it happens way before the bedroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It happens first in the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;“…[E]veryone who looks on a woman to lust for her has committed adultery with her already in his heart” (Matthew 5:28).&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;So how do we keep from stumbling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Wisdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Proverbs tells us, “Keep sound wisdom and discretion, so they will be life to your soul, and adornment to your neck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Then you will walk in your way securely, and your foot will not stumble” (Proverbs 3:21-23).&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Last week we pictured wisdom and discretion as parts of a beautiful necklace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;But they’re much more than adornment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;They guide us, helping us to walk securely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;They keep our feet from stumbling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;If we know adultery starts with lust in the heart, wisdom tells us to avoid people and situations that would entice us to lust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;We need to draw huge boundary lines that we dare not cross.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;I know one married woman who was an active Facebook user, until it became a source of possible temptation when she connected with a man from her past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Rather than take a chance, she deleted her account entirely, refusing to give the enemy a foothold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Her jewels of wisdom and discretion watched over her.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Right after Jesus warned of adultery and lust, He said, “If your right eye makes you stumble, tear it out, and throw it from you….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;And if your right hand makes you stumble, cut it off, and throw it from you….” (Matthew 5:29-30).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;He was speaking figuratively, but His point is clear—the sin of adultery is serious, so serious that we need to do everything we can to rid ourselves of the least temptation.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Jesus’ words are wisdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Will you heed them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;What are you willing to do to keep from stumbling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Heavenly Father, help me to keep sound wisdom and discretion, that they may guard me from stumbling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I pray to keep holy boundary lines, avoiding even the appearance of impropriety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;May lust never be conceived in my heart, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-7370610858862249780?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/7370610858862249780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=7370610858862249780' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/7370610858862249780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/7370610858862249780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/07/stumbling.html' title='Stumbling'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-4225838682539688572</id><published>2009-07-05T18:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:16:42.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Necklace</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A necklace is a piece of jewelry that truly stands out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;On a special evening out, people may or may not notice a ring, watch, or bracelet; our arms remain mostly at our side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And they may or may not notice earrings, depending on size and style, and whether they’re hidden behind the hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But that necklace is front and center.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The eyes can’t miss this obvious adornment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So we women like to play it up—a striking pendant on a chain, a strand of pearls, beaded stones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But the most beautiful necklaces can be worn by men as well as women—and they aren’t made of precious metal or pearls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe you’ve eyed these yourself in the book of Proverbs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;“Do not let kindness and truth leave you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart” (Proverbs 3:3).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;“My son, let them not depart from your sight; keep sound wisdom and discretion, so they will be life to your soul, and adornment to your neck” (Proverbs 3:21-22).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;“My son, observe the commandment of your father, and do not forsake the teaching of your mother; bind them continually on your heart; tie them around your neck” (Proverbs 6:20-21).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Let’s look again at the piece parts of this necklace:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;kindness, truth, wisdom, discretion, observance of God’s commandments and teaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;God is saying we should adorn ourselves with all these things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They should be front and center whenever people come into contact with us—something they cannot miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We don’t have to pay money to acquire these treasures, but there’s definitely a cost—a transformed life in Christ that brings forth the sweet fruit of kindness; and time with God and in the Word, which causes us to grow in wisdom, discretion, and obedience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And did you notice something awesome about these treasures?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;They not only adorn the outer person, acting as a witness to others; they also strengthen heart and soul, drawing us closer to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What a beautiful necklace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Are you wearing one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What do people see when they come into contact with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Heavenly Father, thank You for giving me the precious treasures of wisdom, kindness, and truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Help me to bind them around my neck and write them on my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Help me to observe Your commands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When people see me, I pray they see the Christ in me, to Your honor, glory and praise, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-4225838682539688572?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/4225838682539688572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=4225838682539688572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/4225838682539688572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/4225838682539688572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/07/beautiful-necklace.html' title='A Beautiful Necklace'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-8410159372399857623</id><published>2009-06-28T18:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T20:23:43.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver and Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The world is still reeling from the death of Michael Jackson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who could believe the initial news reports?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How could a pop icon be taken, just like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you’re my age, you grew up with Michael and the Jackson 5, and you remember which songs fit into the seasons of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In fact, I still have dusty 45s of early Jackson 5 hits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;As I prayed for his family and watched reports of people around the world who were shocked, grieving, and reminiscing, I couldn’t help but think about the media coverage itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;I wondered if his life would have garnered so much attention had he not sold millions of albums and amassed millions in wealth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Of course not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Material success is how we’re measured in this world.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;But as I was reading in Proverbs this morning, I was reminded—as always—of the way God’s Word brings perspective to the things of this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;In particular, my eyes were drawn to multiple references to “silver and gold.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Here are a few of them:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;“How blessed is the man who finds wisdom, and the man who gains understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;For its profit is better than the profit of silver, and its gain than fine gold” (Proverbs 3:13-14).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;“Take my instruction, and not silver, and knowledge rather than choicest gold” (Proverbs 8:10).&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;“How much better it is to get wisdom than gold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;And to get understanding is to be chosen above silver” (Proverbs 16:16).&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;In the world you’re a huge success if you’ve made millions, yet God says we profit more when we find wisdom and knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;And “all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge” are found in Jesus Christ (Colossians 2:2-3).&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;As we remember the life of Michael Jackson, let’s also remember the kingdom perspective—another soul has stepped into eternity, as each of us will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Times like this should remind us once again that our lives are a mere vapor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;In the end, it won’t matter how much silver and gold we amassed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;What matters is whether we’ve advanced the kingdom of God and served our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Heavenly Father, You hold my life in Your hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You’ve ordained the number of my days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In the short time I have, help me to live for You, to walk in Your wisdom and instruction, to glorify Your holy name, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-8410159372399857623?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/8410159372399857623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=8410159372399857623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/8410159372399857623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/8410159372399857623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/06/silver-and-gold_28.html' title='Silver and Gold'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-7263878618810734152</id><published>2009-06-21T14:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T18:27:56.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Father of Fathers</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Father’s Day isn’t a day of celebration for every one.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some never knew their father.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some wish they had never known their father.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some have lost a father, and the day is filled with pain and renewed grief.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For so many, it’s a day to simply get through.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;But for all of us, Father’s Day can be so much more.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even if we have dads whom we’re happy to honor, we can also raise our focus and honor the Father of fathers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;He’s the One who knew us before the foundation of the world and is “intimately acquainted” with all our ways (Psalm 139:3).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He shaped us in our mother’s womb (Psalm 139:13).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He knows the number of hairs on our head (Matthew 10:30).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;He’s the One who calls us into relationship with Him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No matter who we are, no matter our background, no matter what we’ve been through, He holds forth loving arms and says, “Come.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He knows we were once born of the flesh, of two parents who may or may not have loved us as they should, two parents who may or may not have raised us as they should, two parents who themselves needed a relationship with Him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But that was our first birth.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He says we can be born &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;again; &lt;/i&gt;when we believe in His Son, Jesus, we can be born of God (John 1:12-13).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;What better relationship is there?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What better Father is there?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who else is able to heal and restore, to give us beauty for the ash heaps of the past?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who else’s arms can we fall into and pour out our heart and know that when He says, “Everything will be alright,” it really will?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who else loves us unconditionally?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who else sacrificed His Son for us?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who else can promise us eternal life and actually deliver?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Though He is God our Creator, God Most High, and God Almighty, He has also deemed it His good pleasure to be a very personal God—Father.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“For all who are being led by the Spirit of God, these are sons of God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For you have not received a spirit of slavery leading to fear again, but you have received a spirit of adoption as sons by which we cry out, 'Abba! Father!'" (Romans 8:14-15).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;When we think about Father’s Day—whether those thoughts bring joy, sadness, or indifference—let us remember our Father in heaven, the source of true joy, of every good and perfect gift, indeed, the very source of our lives. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Heavenly Father, thank You for adopting me into your family, into a personal relationship with You.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s my desire to grow even closer to You, to know You more and more, to walk in the ways of my Father, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-7263878618810734152?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/7263878618810734152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=7263878618810734152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/7263878618810734152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/7263878618810734152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/06/father-of-fathers.html' title='The Father of Fathers'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-8955095108414932750</id><published>2009-06-14T17:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T18:01:51.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time is NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;“For David, after he had served the purpose of God in his own generation, fell asleep…” (Acts 13:36).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;I was already fired up about this verse.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On Friday I was meditating on it, thinking about the truth that our lives are short.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Yet you do not know what your life will be like tomorrow.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are just a vapor that appears for a little while and then vanishes away" (James 4:14).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are only given NOW—this generation, this lifetime, this span in history—to serve the purpose of God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All too soon, it will be too late.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That was my mindset on Friday.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;The very next morning, I received word that a friend’s husband had died.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’d known them both since college and remember those days vividly; now he’s gone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  Four&lt;/span&gt; years ago, this same couple lost a 5-month old son.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One day he was smiling and cooing, bringing joy to his family, his whole life stretched before him; the next day he was gone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Thinking about my friend’s grief brought much sadness and reflection…and motivated me all the more to consider that verse from Acts.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We don’t know how much time we have.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s so easy to spend our thoughts, time, conversation, days, and even our entire lives on things that have zero impact on eternity.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Yet, we live in a world that’s full of people who are without Christ, and thus, without hope (Ephesians 2:12).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We live in a world where evil is called good and good is called evil (Isaiah 5:20).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We live in a world where people are steeped in the enemy’s lies and have little knowledge of the truth.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We live in a world where professing Christians worship and have more zeal for people and things than they do for Christ.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;We only have NOW to serve the purpose of God in our generation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;I don’t know about you, but I want to be a soldier for Christ.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want my allegiance to be to Him and Him alone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to know the truth and contend for the truth, and thus expose the enemy’s lies.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I want to be unashamed, unafraid, and uncompromising.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When this phase of my life has ended, I want it to be said of me, like David, that I served the purpose of God in my generation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;How about you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family: Verdana;mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US"&gt;Heavenly Father, teach me to number my days, to know that each and every day should be lived for Your glory. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Help me to live in the light of eternity, to contend for truth, to be unashamed of the gospel.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;May I serve Your purpose in my generation, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-8955095108414932750?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/8955095108414932750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=8955095108414932750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/8955095108414932750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/8955095108414932750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-is-now.html' title='The Time is NOW'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-5937672260855477152</id><published>2009-06-07T12:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T12:00:00.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Problem with "Figuring"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Proverbs Tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Maybe some of you suffer from the same disease as I—I’ll call it “figuring.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;When God puts something on my heart to do, my mind immediately moves to figuring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;It wants to figure out why it might not work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;It wants to figure out whether I can really do this, especially if it’s something I’ve never done (God’s specialty).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;It wants to figure out the A to Z of the entire plan, contingencies included, because after all, I might be crazy and didn’t hear from God in the first place.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;I guess, in other words, I have to admit I like to walk by sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;But God’s will for us is to walk by faith, and when my mind starts “figuring,” these verses from Proverbs always rise up in my heart:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;“Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will make your paths straight” (Proverbs 3:5-6).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;In January of this year, I started getting active on Facebook, and God put it on my heart to start a Facebook group for my ministry, Colored in Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;My response?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I started figuring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I figured hardly anyone would join.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I figured most of my Facebook friends (people from elementary, junior high, high school, and college) didn’t want to read Christian devotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I figured people would plain think I was crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I said, “Lord, show me who the Christians are on my list of friends and then I’ll start the group.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;God is funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I just knew He whispered to my heart, “Start the group and I’ll show you who the Christians are.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I started it and watched with awe as the messages poured in from old friends, new friends, and complete strangers telling me they needed the group and were being blessed by the devotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;If I had kept to my figuring, I would’ve never started it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I couldn’t lean to my own understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I had to trust in the Lord, acknowledge Him, and let Him lead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;How about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;What are you trying to figure out according to your own understanding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Put the figuring aside and trust in the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Walk by faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ask Him to lead you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;He’ll make your paths straight.        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family: Verdana;mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Heavenly Father, I’m prone to want to walk by sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I want to see the entire plan laid out before me and then take the first step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;But I know You want me to walk by faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Help me, Father, to trust You, with all my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Prompt me to acknowledge You in all my ways, and I thank You for Your promise that You’ll make my paths straight, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;   &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/6270526672393775556-5937672260855477152?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/5937672260855477152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=5937672260855477152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/5937672260855477152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/5937672260855477152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/06/problem-with-figuring.html' title='The Problem with &quot;Figuring&quot;'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-5751918940884492147</id><published>2009-05-31T13:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:43:10.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Strange Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Proverbs Tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;No tour through the book of Proverbs can pass her by—the “strange woman.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She’s mentioned many times (chapters 2, 5, 6, and 7), God’s way of telling us to take heed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who is this “strange woman?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She’s an adulteress, one who doesn’t care about the covenant of marriage, but about gratifying her own flesh.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With her smooth words and devious ways, she entices a man, and if he lacks wisdom, he’ll turn down her path.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;But the pleasure is fleeting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“In the end she is bitter as wormwood, sharp as a two-edged sword” (Proverbs 5:4 NASB).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There’s no escaping the negative effects.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Can a man take fire in his bosom, and his clothes not be burned?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or can a man walk on hot coals, and his feet not be scorched?” (6:27-28).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No matter how beautiful, no matter how enticing, no matter how wonderful she seems, the fruit from following this woman is the same:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;her path leads to death (2:18-19).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;But this cautionary tale isn’t for men only.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We women need to examine ourselves as well.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are we blameless in all our ways?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do we toy with flirtatious words without regard to the covenant of marriage (whether ours or his)?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do we wear revealing clothing and thereby tempt a man to stumble?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do we take “friendship” with the opposite sex too far?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Have we lusted in our minds, where sin is conceived (James 1:14-15)?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;Sexual immorality isn’t fun or exciting, no matter how many heart flutters the enemy stirs in the moment.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s a path that leads to destruction, and we’re to flee from it (1 Corinthians 6:18; 2 Timothy 2:22).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;How do we keep our ways blameless?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We cling to God, pray continually, and feast on His Word.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The teachings of Scripture are our lamp and our light, as well as our protection.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“When you walk about, they will guide you; when you sleep, they will watch over you; and when you are awake, they will talk to you” (Proverbs 6:22).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;The path of life and blessing is a path of faithfulness to God and to the marital bond.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana"&gt;Heavenly Father, where I have strayed from the right path, I pray that You would forgive me and cleanse me of all sin.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Help me to flee immorality in all its forms and to pursue righteousness and godliness.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;May my ways be blameless before you, that I may bring glory to Your name, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-5751918940884492147?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/5751918940884492147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=5751918940884492147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/5751918940884492147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/5751918940884492147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/05/strange-woman.html' title='The Strange Woman'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-661143910763275759</id><published>2009-05-24T18:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T19:05:09.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Kinds of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Proverbs Tour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all desire wisdom, right?  We know there’s value in wisdom, in applying what we know to everyday living.  We also know the value of teaching our children to be wise so they don’t embrace its polar opposite—foolishness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But did you know that there’s more than one kind of wisdom?  The counterfeit is wisdom that’s “earthly, natural, demonic” (James 3:15 NASB).  It’s the kind of wisdom that puts “me” first and often puts God and the Bible last.  It’s a wisdom that says there’s no absolute truth, only your truth and my truth.  It’s a wisdom that makes evil seem good and good seem evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But true wisdom is wisdom which comes from above.  And the beauty is that God doesn’t hide it from us.  “Wisdom shouts in the street, she lifts her voice in the square; at the head of the noisy streets she cries out; at the entrance of the gates in the city, she utters her sayings…” (Proverbs 1:20-21).  Yet something unbelievable happens.  Though wisdom stretches out her hand, people aren’t paying attention (1:24).  They’re ignoring her counsel and rejecting her correction (1:25).  Proverbs tells us the reason:  “Because they hated knowledge, and did not choose the fear of the Lord” (1:29).  They chose the counterfeit over the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible tells us something else about wisdom—Christ is “the power of God and the wisdom of God” (1 Corinthians 1:24).  In fact—and I love this verse—in Jesus lies “all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge” (Colossians 2:3).  When we receive Jesus as Lord and Savior, we receive immense treasure, for the wisdom from above cannot be compared to the wisdom of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re a follower of Jesus, you possess a treasure trove of wisdom.  All you have to do is ask and God will supply your need.  “But if any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all men generously and without reproach, and it will be given to him” (James 1:5).  If you haven’t yet bowed the knee to the Savior, He’s stretching out His hand.  Will you respond?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heavenly Father, close my ears to counterfeit wisdom.  I want ears to hear only true wisdom, Your wisdom.  Help me to know the difference.  Establish me in Your truth, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-661143910763275759?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/661143910763275759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=661143910763275759' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/661143910763275759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/661143910763275759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/05/two-kinds-of-wisdom.html' title='Two Kinds of Wisdom'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6270526672393775556.post-3675365377988253746</id><published>2009-05-17T19:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:24:00.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When Sin Entices...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Proverbs Tour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the wisdom of Proverbs and often use that book to teach my kids life lessons.  In fact, the kids and I are memorizing the first couple of chapters, with the goal of writing that wisdom on our hearts.  One part we have fun acting out is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      "My child, if sinners entice you, turn your back on them!  They may say, 'Come and join us.  Let’s hide and kill someone!  Let’s ambush the innocent!  Let’s swallow them alive as the grave swallows its victims.  Though they are in the prime of life, they will go down into the pit of death.  And the loot we’ll get!  We’ll fill our houses with all kinds of things!  Come on, throw in your lot with us; we’ll split the loot with you.'  Don’t go along with them, my child!  Stay far away from their paths…." (Proverbs 1:10-15 NLT) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.  Kind of weird to think of having fun with a passage that speaks of murder.  But it’s SO far out that we can have fun acting out the parts on a kid level as we talk about peer pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, though, the passage came to mind, and I thought about how important it is for us “older people” to heed.  No, most of us needn’t worry about getting caught up in murder, but that was used as one example.  The admonition says broadly, “If sinners entice you, turn your back on them!”  Now we might be hitting home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about the friends in your social circle or even extended family members.  Do they entice you to do things that aren’t right in God’s eyes?  If you followed them, would the road lead to drunkenness, lying, cheating, or sexual immorality (to name a few)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But beyond the people we know who might entice us, there’s popular culture—television, movies, music, and even the news.  Most of what’s out there is contrary to God.  They want to entice us to watch or listen to ungodly things, to do ungodly things, and more dangerously, to believe ungodly things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God calls us higher.  He wants us to be discerning, to know the truth from a lie.  He wants us to recognize when a road leads nowhere good.  When sin tries to entice us, He wants us to turn our back on it, and instead, to lead others down the right path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heavenly Father, I pray for the strength to withstand temptation.  Give me discernment to know right from wrong, the truth from a lie.  Protect me from the enemy, who seeks to lead me down the wrong path.  I want to follow You and You alone, down the narrow path that leads to life, in Jesus’ name, Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6270526672393775556-3675365377988253746?l=kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/feeds/3675365377988253746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6270526672393775556&amp;postID=3675365377988253746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/3675365377988253746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6270526672393775556/posts/default/3675365377988253746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlycashtate.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-sin-entices.html' title='When Sin Entices...'/><author><name>Kimberly Cash Tate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00404504262524691760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13841664935122286798'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>