<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545</id><updated>2012-01-30T21:21:54.757-05:00</updated><category term='comfort'/><category term='overseer'/><category term='illness'/><category term='cancer'/><category term='child'/><category term='Joshua'/><category term='supplication'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='looking to Jesus'/><category term='freed'/><category term='grace'/><category term='light'/><category term='death'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='care'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='covenant'/><category term='Clean'/><category term='awe'/><category term='hair'/><category term='elderly'/><category term='truth'/><category term='live fully'/><category term='unfamiliar'/><category term='fragrance'/><category term='humility'/><category term='worship'/><category term='small stuff'/><category term='desert'/><category term='anger'/><category term='Adoration'/><category term='God&apos;s promises'/><category term='pruning'/><category term='Yeshua'/><category term='eternity'/><category term='suffering'/><category term='receiving'/><category term='broken'/><category term='sustenance'/><category term='gentleness; 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Christmas;'/><category term='contrition'/><category term='rely on God'/><category term='refresher'/><category term='Cleaning for a Reason'/><category term='overcome'/><category term='raging waters'/><category term='Spiritual Disciplines'/><category term='compassion'/><category term='sponsor'/><category term='God&apos;s people'/><category term='steward'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='obedience'/><category term='paid the price'/><category term='kindness'/><category term='redemption'/><category term='Mary Beth Chapman'/><category term='guidance'/><category term='chance'/><category term='Haiti'/><category term='desperation'/><category term='fear'/><category term='failure'/><category term='Word of God'/><category term='discouragement'/><category term='cry out'/><category term='busyness'/><category term='beauty of holiness'/><title type='text'>Being Transformed</title><subtitle type='html'>Exploring real ways that the living Christ deeply interacts with us, transforming us into women and men of God's exquisite design</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-7041481375511126469</id><published>2012-01-27T12:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T17:49:21.636-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><title type='text'>Eucharisteo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gw4fE7LCILw/Tx4KXYk6h7I/AAAAAAAAAQE/KI4J3cioQE8/s1600/joy-dare-2012%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gw4fE7LCILw/Tx4KXYk6h7I/AAAAAAAAAQE/KI4J3cioQE8/s320/joy-dare-2012%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I recently&amp;nbsp;read &lt;em&gt;A Thousand Gifts&lt;/em&gt; by Ann Voskamp. She&amp;nbsp; beautifully writes that accepting grace, experiencing joy, and giving thanks are all a part of appreciating what&amp;nbsp;Jesus Christ offers us at Table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving thanks, &lt;em&gt;eucharisteo,&lt;/em&gt; intentionally observes life's details and looks for God's invisible footsteps.&amp;nbsp; Ann's uncommon phrases&amp;nbsp;arrested&amp;nbsp;me&amp;nbsp;to experience her delight and frustration. Whether her circumstances were ugly or beautiful, her &lt;em&gt;eucharitsteo&lt;/em&gt; (giving thanks) always&amp;nbsp;led her to encounter God's presence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann gave me a magnifying glass that reveals details that I'd stopped seeing. The simple discipline of thanksgiving is easy to overlook. But, as I practice jotting down my reasons for thanks, I become more observant, see God's finger -- tracing love -- even in shadows.&amp;nbsp; It brings light and fresh joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't read this book, consider doing so. Her style is unusual, poetic, and will provoke you to draw close and discover Christ's table set for you in surprising places. The Lord&amp;nbsp;spreads His nourishment not only in organized gatherings of&amp;nbsp; the&amp;nbsp;church.&amp;nbsp;He spreads His&amp;nbsp;table&amp;nbsp;for you in your everyday places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(1Thessalonians 5:18, NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it difficult for you to give thanks in life's routine? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you consider keeping a thanksgiving journal for 21 days? Notice the results and decide if it's worth continuing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="0" id="stSegmentFrame" name="stSegmentFrame" scrolling="no" src="http://seg.sharethis.com/getSegment.php?purl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.blogger.com%2Fpost-edit.g%3FblogID%3D2023465418023222545%26postID%3D7041481375511126469&amp;amp;jsref=&amp;amp;rnd=1327686473908" style="display: none;" width="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="stwrapper" id="stwrapper" style="left: -999px; top: -999px; visibility: hidden;"&gt;&lt;div class="stclose"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" class="stLframe" frameborder="0" height="350" id="stLframe" name="stLframe" scrolling="no" src="" style="left: 0px; top: 0px;" width="353"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-7041481375511126469?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/7041481375511126469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=7041481375511126469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/7041481375511126469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/7041481375511126469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2012/01/eucharisteo.html' title='Eucharisteo'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gw4fE7LCILw/Tx4KXYk6h7I/AAAAAAAAAQE/KI4J3cioQE8/s72-c/joy-dare-2012%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-8811742883346678038</id><published>2012-01-12T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T20:53:21.050-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Ruts or Rhythms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RAT33lHMbbc/Tw-OLSk9ilI/AAAAAAAAAPs/DlENucUEU70/s1600/music+sheet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RAT33lHMbbc/Tw-OLSk9ilI/AAAAAAAAAPs/DlENucUEU70/s1600/music+sheet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After I shared that I would ask God to dislodge me from unproductive ruts this year, my husband&amp;nbsp;commented. Ruts reminded him&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;confinement. I pondered. How about &lt;em&gt;productive&lt;/em&gt; ruts, then? Don't we need ruts to streamline most of our activities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the more I thought, I&amp;nbsp;liked&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;rhythm&lt;/em&gt; over&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;rut&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Rhythm has musical connotations and I love music. Dance. Movement. Change. Even when we practice,&amp;nbsp;repetitively, to&amp;nbsp;master dance steps or calligraphic strokes, practice scales or conquer syncopation, rhythm's melody&amp;nbsp;lifts us above the mundane. It reminds us that we are part of God's&amp;nbsp;grand symphony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a rut, we easily lose perspective. Our spirits wilt and&amp;nbsp;enthusiasm wanes. But, when we look for the Creator's purposes in our rhythmic activity, we climb out of our pothole. When we remember God's purpose even in mundane work, we revive, become more productive, persevere in our activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I practice God's presence in&amp;nbsp;2012, I'm asking for new ways of reconfiguring the ordinary. I'm&amp;nbsp;listening for&amp;nbsp;the Holy Spirit's song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's bringing new delight in the Lord.&amp;nbsp;Purposefully listening for&amp;nbsp;my Jesus' rhythms, I'm drawn into His dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust His lead. I can learn these steps. This rhythm is no rut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.&lt;/em&gt; (Colossians 3:17, NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How might giving frequent thanks in your routine give you ears to hear God's rhythm for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean for you to speak and act in the name of the Lord Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="0" id="stSegmentFrame" name="stSegmentFrame" scrolling="no" src="http://seg.sharethis.com/getSegment.php?purl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.blogger.com%2Fpost-edit.g%3FblogID%3D2023465418023222545%26postID%3D8811742883346678038&amp;amp;jsref=&amp;amp;rnd=1326159709913" style="display: none;" width="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="stwrapper" id="stwrapper" style="left: -999px; top: -999px; visibility: hidden;"&gt;&lt;div class="stclose"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" class="stLframe" frameborder="0" height="350" id="stLframe" name="stLframe" scrolling="no" src="" style="left: 0px; top: 0px;" width="353"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-8811742883346678038?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/8811742883346678038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=8811742883346678038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8811742883346678038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8811742883346678038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2012/01/ruts-or-rhythms.html' title='Ruts or Rhythms'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RAT33lHMbbc/Tw-OLSk9ilI/AAAAAAAAAPs/DlENucUEU70/s72-c/music+sheet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-7852294901479396657</id><published>2011-12-29T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T18:15:48.806-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><title type='text'>Failed Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SKK_sogyD8Q/TvzyzKL_74I/AAAAAAAAAPc/HT2Ytq4ZX8A/s1600/resolutions-list.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SKK_sogyD8Q/TvzyzKL_74I/AAAAAAAAAPc/HT2Ytq4ZX8A/s200/resolutions-list.jpg" width="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The year is turning to a new number and my new year resolutions are still avoiding paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've written resolutions, thought them, planned them, and left many lying unattended. They gather dust on the desk of procrastination. Ink clearer than follow through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilt snaps at my heels and I feel like I've failed.&amp;nbsp;Good intentions waves as 2011 leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take myself and fumbled follow-through to my Lord. After all, He knew the outcome before I did.&amp;nbsp;Knew the challenges I would face and the strength I would need. He knows the thoughts and intents of my heart and loves me as much as in 2010 or any year of perceived success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How does my Lord see my heart? How does HE evaluate my actions?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will I let Him instruct me&amp;nbsp;from both perceived failure and success?&amp;nbsp;Will I embrace Love&amp;nbsp;patiently&amp;nbsp;drawing me close, melting away guilt and put downs?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Lord, please help me and my friends wisely assess the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help us see with Your eyes. Gain sight in Your light. Help us accept the things we cannot change, give us courage to change the things we can, and the wisdom to know the difference. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(From Reinhold Niebuhr) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We pray this in Your name,&amp;nbsp;O Lord Jesus Christ. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-7852294901479396657?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/7852294901479396657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=7852294901479396657&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/7852294901479396657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/7852294901479396657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/12/failed-resolutions.html' title='Failed Resolutions'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SKK_sogyD8Q/TvzyzKL_74I/AAAAAAAAAPc/HT2Ytq4ZX8A/s72-c/resolutions-list.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-8935855652352557166</id><published>2011-11-11T17:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T21:53:12.676-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Last Supper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remembrance'/><title type='text'>Remember Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oK8be1VINvA/Tr8w1oVlnwI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-dWSm29F27U/s1600/Sittu-6500001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="172" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oK8be1VINvA/Tr8w1oVlnwI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-dWSm29F27U/s200/Sittu-6500001.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On several occasions, my Sittu (Lebanese grandmother) would say, "Remember me when I am gone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She listened to our disappointments, gave us sound advice, and lived what she taught. She was creative, wise, and knew how to stretch food for yet another dinner guest. She had definite ideas how things were to be done, and she could&amp;nbsp;measure a person's character at a glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her time management taught us "Never go empty handed to the kitchen," and included planning the number of rows a day to complete so her crochet projects could be finished on time. She completed beautiful, warm&amp;nbsp;blankets for her twenty grandchildren and their babies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generous love evoked our admiration and an unconscious desire to be like her. It was easy to remember her after she&amp;nbsp;left for heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of Jesus' last words to his disciples were "Do this in remembrance of me." The Last Supper, representing his death for us and our&amp;nbsp;hope of being reunited by the resurrection, helps us remember Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of who Jesus was and what He did, we remember with deep gratitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as Jesus' generous love evokes more of our own, as He builds His character into us, we remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For His sake. For our sake. And also for the sake of the world He loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-8935855652352557166?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/8935855652352557166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=8935855652352557166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8935855652352557166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8935855652352557166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/11/remember-me.html' title='Remember Me'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oK8be1VINvA/Tr8w1oVlnwI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-dWSm29F27U/s72-c/Sittu-6500001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-6170697709253200740</id><published>2011-10-30T21:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T21:09:57.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of Life, Song of Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dsf90tkHuVc/Tq3vQlFDlGI/AAAAAAAAAO4/52pbml-VDQQ/s1600/Beautiful+Mum.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dsf90tkHuVc/Tq3vQlFDlGI/AAAAAAAAAO4/52pbml-VDQQ/s320/Beautiful+Mum.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dsf90tkHuVc/Tq3vQlFDlGI/AAAAAAAAAO4/52pbml-VDQQ/s1600/Beautiful+Mum.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still fingering the passage of my mother from this life to the one her Lord Jesus promised, I don't have too many words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my cousin, Elizabeth A.&amp;nbsp;Mitchell, another writer and speaker, wrote a beautiful piece on her blog.&amp;nbsp; Her daughter-in-love labored to give&amp;nbsp;birth to her first grandchild&amp;nbsp;while my Mom labored to be birthed into her new life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't have said it as well as Elizabeth, so here are her words from blog.journeyfortheheart.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.journeyfortheheart.com/2011/10/song-of-life-song-of-death.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;Journey for the Heart Devotional: Song of Life, Song of Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;“I have come that you may have life and have it to the full” John 10:10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Life and death walk hand in hand like comrades sharing a narrow path, pressed against each other, inhaling and exhaling the very same air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I caught them both, peering at each other, thriving in the cramped confines of the same cubicle. A daughter of mine, grafted into my heart three years ago, labored to draw breath, battled to bear down, every ounce of her given to the grand cause of bringing her daughter into existence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my eyes our miracle emerged, pale skinned, perfect lips, quivering cry. Then distinctly I heard the strains of a new song, for my granddaughter cried, and my heart plays still her first magical lullaby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven days pass and I watched as death wrapped its arms around life, and life triumphed over death.  As my aunt struggled for breath, she labored to leave the world behind and wrestled to reach the other side. Death bore down, but could not steal her away for the only part it grasped was her empty shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beating within her heart was life that was made eternal by the Savior of her soul. We had watched our aunt live well, serving him whole-heartedly, and sharing him continuously. Now we witnessed as she emerged into life everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched two women make their way into their new world this week. The tiny one has just begun her days on earth. The wise one has just begun her forever in heaven.  My prayer is that the first will imitate the footsteps of the second and choose to spend her years devoted to the one who is, “The way, the truth and the life” John 14:6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth A. Mitchell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-6170697709253200740?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/6170697709253200740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=6170697709253200740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6170697709253200740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6170697709253200740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/10/song-of-life-song-of-death.html' title='Song of Life, Song of Death'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dsf90tkHuVc/Tq3vQlFDlGI/AAAAAAAAAO4/52pbml-VDQQ/s72-c/Beautiful+Mum.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-4927231250353385758</id><published>2011-09-13T11:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T20:45:47.839-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crisis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speak'/><title type='text'>Gentle Whisper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--vhqHirtvl8/Tl0EAyx2KXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/a-hfmCSticY/s1600/afterIrene.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--vhqHirtvl8/Tl0EAyx2KXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/a-hfmCSticY/s1600/afterIrene.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What would happen if the Lord were to "pass by" you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah, hunted by Jezebel,&amp;nbsp;ran to the mouth of the cave and covered himself with his cloak. Moses, hiding in the desert,&amp;nbsp;took off his shoes and covered his face. And you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you sense the Presence of the Almighty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you able to be still and know the weight of His presence? Do you cover your head, your face? Do you drop to your knees or lie prostrate? Does awe snatch your breath? Does hope return when you hear the gentle whisper&amp;nbsp;above your swirling circumstances?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond&amp;nbsp;tornado and&amp;nbsp;hurricane,&amp;nbsp;flood and&amp;nbsp;grief, that gentle whisper speaks. Our eardrums have to tune out the noises so our heartstrings can reverberate with God's sound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then years beyond we discover&amp;nbsp;the Lord did not merely pass by with the weight of His presence. He stayed. And taught us music only learned as we listen beyond crisis for the gentle whisper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayerfully read 1 Kings 19:11-15 and Psalm 46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is making it hard for you to tune out the demands and listen for God's gentle whisper.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you could do that, what might God say to you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-4927231250353385758?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/4927231250353385758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=4927231250353385758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/4927231250353385758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/4927231250353385758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/09/gentle-whisper.html' title='Gentle Whisper'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--vhqHirtvl8/Tl0EAyx2KXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/a-hfmCSticY/s72-c/afterIrene.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-3651914080618192329</id><published>2011-08-30T10:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T11:54:04.398-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eternity'/><title type='text'>Longings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n5fe2Tpb6LY/Tlz6nOQ12SI/AAAAAAAAAOw/i6cwrrN_pog/s1600/Pink+Sunset%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n5fe2Tpb6LY/Tlz6nOQ12SI/AAAAAAAAAOw/i6cwrrN_pog/s320/Pink+Sunset%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I become aware that I long for more.&amp;nbsp;Friendship.&amp;nbsp;Intimacy. Money. Health. Influence. More&amp;nbsp;mountains or beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These desires come unexpected and pull me like dark chocolate while dieting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing the sunset would stay still for another half hour.... That the colors would keep kaliedoscoping but not fade.... Wishing my Mom would get well, or my daughter would find her dream job....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever our longings, there's always a desire for something more. I think it was&amp;nbsp;G K Chesterton who&amp;nbsp;suggested that our longings for fleeting pleasures to last are really longings for eternity for which our hearts were made.* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only recently I thought of another longing. God's. For us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heart that loves us and made us for intimacy wants to pour out the best for us. That amazing Person "&lt;em&gt;longs&lt;/em&gt; to be gracious to [us]." Isaiah 30:18 (NKJV) describes the Deliverer as "waiting" for us to respond to His &lt;em&gt;longing&lt;/em&gt; for meaningful relationship. No more broken promises. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working together. Laughing together. Setting up the Kingdom of God together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That quiets my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughtfully read &lt;em&gt;Isaiah 30: 15-26.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imagine the Lord of all power and personhood LONGING to be gracious to you. What would that look like? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How might God be longing for you? How will you respond?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My research of quotes, Ravi Zacharias, C S Lewis and G K Chesterton, haven't yet unearthed the desired quote. If you are familiar with such a quote, please let me know.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-3651914080618192329?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/3651914080618192329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=3651914080618192329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/3651914080618192329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/3651914080618192329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/08/longings.html' title='Longings'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n5fe2Tpb6LY/Tlz6nOQ12SI/AAAAAAAAAOw/i6cwrrN_pog/s72-c/Pink+Sunset%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-5934203854286019473</id><published>2011-08-15T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T21:54:19.629-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Disciplines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clean'/><title type='text'>Deep Cleaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v12ufgRdoPs/Tkm_APpWYJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/KIwd1N4QHzQ/s1600/shampoo+rug.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v12ufgRdoPs/Tkm_APpWYJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/KIwd1N4QHzQ/s320/shampoo+rug.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My carpets weren't in terrible shape but I knew I could stay ahead of the grunge by another deep cleaning. It had only been four months, so I was amazed how brown the water became. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;We think we are clean, but a day or just a couple hours spent deliberately asking for God's cleansing will often reveal dirt we didn’t know was there.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rhythm of regular Scripture reading, meditation, and obedience is as important for the soul as is&amp;nbsp;regular&amp;nbsp;vacuuming for carpets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally,&amp;nbsp;periodic deep cleaning flushes out&amp;nbsp;dirt&amp;nbsp;entwined in the fibers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Residual pride blended into the background… shame many moons old… worry unseen because of familiarity …. These are some of the surprises we might find when we submit ourselves to the Deep Cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that God loves to accommodate our desire to be holy when we present Him with&amp;nbsp;humble hearts. He provides tools that clean thoroughly: it may be an eternal principle applied to a new spot or, perhaps, a clearer Light that reveals previously hidden spots. The Counselor reminds us of particular scriptures, offers life changing encounters, and encourages us to do what it takes to get clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes clearing our calendars,&amp;nbsp;requesting the best the Holy Spirit offers, and-- not least --&amp;nbsp;humbling ourselves before Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Holy Spirit, we humbly prepare for and anticipate the relief of Your deep cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;Please make time to read these verses in context. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who cleanse themselves ... will be instruments for special purposes, made holy, useful to the Master and prepared to do any good work&lt;/em&gt; (2 Timothy 2:21, NIV). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For this is what the high and exalted One says— he who lives forever, whose name is holy: “I live in a high and holy place, but also with the one who is contrite and lowly in spirit, to revive the spirit of the lowly and to revive the heart of the contrite&lt;/em&gt; (Isaiah 57:15, NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How might God be preparing you for some deep cleaning? What preparations do you need to make?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-5934203854286019473?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/5934203854286019473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=5934203854286019473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/5934203854286019473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/5934203854286019473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/08/deep-cleaning.html' title='Deep Cleaning'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v12ufgRdoPs/Tkm_APpWYJI/AAAAAAAAAOs/KIwd1N4QHzQ/s72-c/shampoo+rug.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-6299023377762444404</id><published>2011-07-26T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T23:23:21.806-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worry'/><title type='text'>Soaring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/---ZV-j_2IOk/Ti4gX3MMAlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/MCbBeXUoYOc/s1600/flying-kite_opt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="177" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/---ZV-j_2IOk/Ti4gX3MMAlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/MCbBeXUoYOc/s320/flying-kite_opt.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Like a child flying a kite in a gust of wind, circumstances had me tugging at the string while my kite&amp;nbsp;spiralled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a fresh study of Philippians chapter four accessed&amp;nbsp;God's Spirit&amp;nbsp;to show me how to harness and soar on the&amp;nbsp;adverse wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed too simple&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;make a difference -- like&amp;nbsp;God's instructions that Naaman&amp;nbsp;dip seven times in the Jordan river to rid himself of leprosy (2 Kings 5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simple choice of&amp;nbsp;praising God in the midst of concerns&amp;nbsp;got worry to work for, not against,&amp;nbsp;me. It&amp;nbsp;reminded me that my Creator cared and was powerful&amp;nbsp;to intervene when I gave the situation to Him.&amp;nbsp; I started cooperating with the Master again instead of going it alone. It brought strength and a new perspective&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;used the resistance to climb higher. As I continued to praise, give God my concerns&amp;nbsp;and expect His help, my kite steadied and climbed&amp;nbsp;--&amp;nbsp;like an eagle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;proved that&amp;nbsp;worry depletes, but praise exhilarates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm loving it as I look past what used to worry me into my Creator's eyes and experience Christ's peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose one of the following readings. Prayerfully read&amp;nbsp;and listen for the Holy Spirit's revelation to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:6-8-- Replace worry with God's peace.&lt;br /&gt;2 Kings 5: 1-15a-- An obstacle in executing simple instructions.&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 40: 27-31 -- All-knowing, God wants to renew us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you have forgotten God's power or lost sight of God's love, what renewed focus would help you mount up with wings as an eagle?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Has God given you some critical instruction that you might have dismissed as being inconsequential?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-6299023377762444404?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/6299023377762444404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=6299023377762444404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6299023377762444404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6299023377762444404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/07/soaring.html' title='Soaring'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/---ZV-j_2IOk/Ti4gX3MMAlI/AAAAAAAAAOo/MCbBeXUoYOc/s72-c/flying-kite_opt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-5382590651329125815</id><published>2011-07-07T09:04:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T09:21:57.930-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worry'/><title type='text'>Weed Killers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JBkF1nkcI_g/ThTq0UCX1uI/AAAAAAAAAOk/gT7ezJuEStQ/s1600/Weed_control.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JBkF1nkcI_g/ThTq0UCX1uI/AAAAAAAAAOk/gT7ezJuEStQ/s200/Weed_control.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Worry is a nasty weed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time I am able to &lt;em&gt;"take my thoughts captive"&lt;/em&gt; (2 Corinthians 10:5)&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;line them up with the scriptures to combat worry. But&amp;nbsp;when problems stack,&amp;nbsp;they can fertilize worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can give in to despair or choose&amp;nbsp;to do several things. Philippians 4: 6-7 (quoted in Today's Living Bible in italics below) gives practical help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Don't worry about anything &lt;/em&gt;(v.6)&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impossible? Perhaps we could say, don't let worry grow. As soon as I'm aware worry is constricting my joy, I have to engage my will-- not my feelings -- to start God's weed killers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Instead, pray about everything; tell God your needs (v. 6).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When&amp;nbsp;I turn to the Master Gardener for help, I get to confer with&amp;nbsp;Him about each of my needs and ask for wisdom. It's a choice I have to make every time worry sends out another tendril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. And don't forget to thank Him for His answers (v. 6)&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Being mindful that God is trustworthy, I can confidently thank Him for His help. I need to consciously thank Him. There is nothing timid or whiny about this kind of praying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. If I do this, I will experience God's peace (v. 7).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the Gardener's advice brings God's peace. The weeds may not immediately disappear, but regularly following these steps will cause them to shrivel and die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This peace God gives us is &lt;em&gt;far more wonderful than the human mind can understand&lt;/em&gt; (v. 7)&amp;nbsp;It keeps our thoughts and hearts quiet and at rest as we trust in Christ Jesus (from verse 7).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, thank you for helping me get rid of worry. I&amp;nbsp;much prefer Your wonderful flower of peace.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What keeps your weeds from taking over your garden? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything that is keeping you back from applying the wisdom your Master has already given? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meditate&amp;nbsp;on each phrase in this passage and listen for what the Holy Spirit will say to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-5382590651329125815?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/5382590651329125815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=5382590651329125815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/5382590651329125815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/5382590651329125815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/07/weed-killers.html' title='Weed Killers'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JBkF1nkcI_g/ThTq0UCX1uI/AAAAAAAAAOk/gT7ezJuEStQ/s72-c/Weed_control.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-3485129011406210211</id><published>2011-06-28T21:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T12:27:11.291-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comfort'/><title type='text'>God's Comfort</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FWo8HJQSuzM/Tgfw0QfoCQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8gWk8VO0GrY/s1600/compassion2women.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FWo8HJQSuzM/Tgfw0QfoCQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8gWk8VO0GrY/s200/compassion2women.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If I let myself listen to&amp;nbsp;multiple demands talking at once, I feel overwhelmed.&amp;nbsp; Despair joins the conversation,&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;they drown&amp;nbsp;trust's voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my small group I shared&amp;nbsp;a complex situation for prayer. Instead of keeping me on the pedestal often reserved for pastors' spouses, the women responded with understanding and prayer. One new friend even stayed beyond the class, sharing her experience and the discoveries that helped her weather a similar season in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer, exercise, attending to her own needs, and cutting out activity that&amp;nbsp;was good, but which overextended her energies: those were the lessons she shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we need encouragement from sojourners who not only have survived the trenches&amp;nbsp;but, there, have been transformed by the Lord. They can stand in the gap&amp;nbsp;and minister God's comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Lord, for the&amp;nbsp;dear people&amp;nbsp;You provide to stand in the gap for me. Please continue to transform my life so my experiences will point to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Share each other’s burdens, and in this way obey the law of Christ"&lt;/em&gt; (Galatians 6:2, NLT).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"[God]&amp;nbsp;comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us"&lt;/em&gt; (2 Corinthians 1:4, NLT). &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-28765"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember a time when God encouraged you directly through His Word, or indirectly through a friend. Ask yourself what helps you share or withhold your problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give God praise for the ability to share your burdens and find&amp;nbsp;comfort from our dear heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate&amp;nbsp;God's amazing grace in using our&amp;nbsp;suffering to encourage others with His comfort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-3485129011406210211?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/3485129011406210211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=3485129011406210211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/3485129011406210211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/3485129011406210211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/06/gods-comfort.html' title='God&apos;s Comfort'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FWo8HJQSuzM/Tgfw0QfoCQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8gWk8VO0GrY/s72-c/compassion2women.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-1340450893246642134</id><published>2011-06-20T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T21:30:58.079-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obedience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving in Suffering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hbXRpjQIYQo/Tfgd_VQlMHI/AAAAAAAAAN8/8_sGWZD2NI0/s1600/dr+bill+bright.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hbXRpjQIYQo/Tfgd_VQlMHI/AAAAAAAAAN8/8_sGWZD2NI0/s1600/dr+bill+bright.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While he suffered, bed-ridden&amp;nbsp;from pulmonary thrombosis, Dr Bill Bright wrote his last book, &lt;em&gt;The Journey Home: Finishing with Joy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When his doctor announced the grave diagnosis, Dr Bright said, "Thank You, Lord." Thinking that his friend was either in denial, or didn't understand the gravity of his situation, the doctor got quite perturbed with him and explained again how he would suffocate to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Bright explained that he was quite aware of the pronouncement, but was living out God's injunction to give thanks in all situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I marvelled at how the Word of God, deeply embedded in his psyche and spirit through years of reading, meditation, memorization, and practice, rose up to equip him to face that horrible news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;last&amp;nbsp;public record from this outstanding man of God makes me read carefully.&amp;nbsp;I am observing how the Word of God shaped everything: his family life, his ability to dare great things for the Kingdom of God,&amp;nbsp;maximize his gifts, and glorify His Master and Savior -- even in suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you treat the Word of God? What influence does it exert in times of hardship/ suffering?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What influences you most, your senses, perceptions, or what God says in His word? How might those affect each other?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-1340450893246642134?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/1340450893246642134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=1340450893246642134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/1340450893246642134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/1340450893246642134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/06/thanksgiving-in-suffering.html' title='Thanksgiving in Suffering'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hbXRpjQIYQo/Tfgd_VQlMHI/AAAAAAAAAN8/8_sGWZD2NI0/s72-c/dr+bill+bright.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-4298907655191629874</id><published>2011-06-16T17:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T17:56:01.369-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resurrection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DiCiani'/><title type='text'>Power of Messiah's Resurrection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dl2.cbn.com/cbnplayer/cbnPlayer.swf?s=/vod/MW131v2_WS"&gt;tp://dl2.cbn.com/cbnplayer/cbnPlayer.swf?s=/vod/MW131v2_WS&lt;/a&gt;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="348"&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first encounter with Ron DiCiani's&amp;nbsp;work was in a bookstore at Christmas. I spotted his painting of Simeon, eye's heavenward, tears streaming,&amp;nbsp;holding the baby Jesus. I&amp;nbsp;gazed at it and my own eyes pooled with fresh recognition of "Simeon'sMoment." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you follow&amp;nbsp;this link, perhaps Holy Spirit&amp;nbsp;will give you fresh eyes so you can ponder the power of the resurrection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With great power the apostles continued to testify to the resurrection of the Lord Jesus, and much grace was upon them all. &lt;/em&gt;(Acts 4:33, NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you might take time to read that verse in context and ask the resurrected Lord Jesus to reveal some new nugget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-4298907655191629874?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/4298907655191629874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=4298907655191629874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/4298907655191629874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/4298907655191629874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/06/power-of-messiahs-resurrection.html' title='Power of Messiah&apos;s Resurrection'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-8291955985755993191</id><published>2011-06-10T22:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T22:48:47.367-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Lessons from a Four Year Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GjPAMkdsats/TfLUA0Too0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/zM07chlLx_4/s1600/young-girl-at-beach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GjPAMkdsats/TfLUA0Too0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/zM07chlLx_4/s200/young-girl-at-beach.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Image from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.free-stockphotos.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://www.free-stockphotos.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an early vacation morning, they walked along the Florida beach. Joyful discovery, fresh eyes, and happy simplicity gave her grandpa fresh lessons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;She saw beauty in broken things&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pieces of shells that he would not have given a second glance&amp;nbsp;drew Hannah's curious eyes and little fingers&amp;nbsp;to study and appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How like our heavenly Father and unlike our quest for perfection. What joy that God's transforming eyes&amp;nbsp;see us-- though broken -- and He affirms our&amp;nbsp;beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just because you pick it up doesn't mean you have to carry it around&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps she inspected a clump of seaweed, intrigued by it's patterns. Maybe she put in in her bucket for a while, then decided it was time to dump it back on the beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom knows when to divest&amp;nbsp;itself of baggage that is keeping us from exciting discoveries.&amp;nbsp;We can ask God to help us empty our buckets: get rid of guilt, heal memories, close doors.&amp;nbsp;The Holy Spirit helps us lighten the load. Then of course we sing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it's worth saying, it's worth singing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine&amp;nbsp;Grandpa's delight in&amp;nbsp;Hannah's desire to walk with him along the beach.&amp;nbsp; I expect he thoroughly enjoyed her melodies, her little voice translating conversation into song.&amp;nbsp;Large and small footprints together, water lapping at their feet, joy spilling over into song, grandfather and granddaughter building memories in God's wide open space. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we feel safe with someone big who loves us, we're free to sing. No fear of harm or criticism, no worry of being off key. Tuned in to Father's love and&amp;nbsp;handiwork brings a wide horizon, a contented heart, and songs that bring joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chip's and my friend, David Schramm, shared these marvelous insights with us. I pray that we all will take time to enjoy the children in our lives who can be huge conduits of God's joy. May the Holy Spirit give us&amp;nbsp;eyes to see&amp;nbsp;big lessons we can learn from God's little children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it. &lt;/em&gt;(Luke 18:17, NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meditate on this passage. Listen to what the Holy Spirit might be revealing about being child-like in following Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-8291955985755993191?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/8291955985755993191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=8291955985755993191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8291955985755993191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8291955985755993191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/06/lessons-from-four-year-old.html' title='Lessons from a Four Year Old'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GjPAMkdsats/TfLUA0Too0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/zM07chlLx_4/s72-c/young-girl-at-beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-5541383468708378340</id><published>2011-05-31T19:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:56:41.749-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discouragement'/><title type='text'>Letter To A Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IMN9-UwuqaI/TeV9koiPXrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/AJ921311GPo/s1600/handwriting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="135" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IMN9-UwuqaI/TeV9koiPXrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/AJ921311GPo/s200/handwriting.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dear friend, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your note struck home with me. Reminded me of times the accuser gets in my face taunting me with my own&amp;nbsp;shortcomings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord&amp;nbsp;reminds me&amp;nbsp;that because we have &lt;em&gt;experienced&lt;/em&gt; Christ's forgiveness and are journeying to freedom,&amp;nbsp;we are truly bearers of good news.&amp;nbsp; If we had no struggles,&amp;nbsp;we could not empathize with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;pray that the Lord will help you STAND while He purifies you. I know it's hard... even excruciating at times. We&amp;nbsp;need the LORD's protection&amp;nbsp;to keep the enemy from gaining ground. The&amp;nbsp;conniver would like to pummel us into the ground, tell us how worthless we are -- poor representatives of&amp;nbsp;fabulous good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humility and trust are hard lessons to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARD lessons -- but so worthwhile.&amp;nbsp;They are gained by dying to our preferences and discovering Christ's power, humility, and faithful love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree. This is not an easy journey. But the Holy Spirit faithfully teaches&amp;nbsp;and reminds us we can't do it on our own.&amp;nbsp;He loves to help us!! Praise Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him quietly. &lt;br /&gt;Praise Him loudly. &lt;br /&gt;Praise Him as you wash dishes. &lt;br /&gt;Praise Him as you help with homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him as you love. &lt;br /&gt;Praise Him as you are loved. &lt;br /&gt;Praise Him when you feel unloved.&lt;br /&gt;Praise from a broken and contrite heart.&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him for He is WORTHY of our best praise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Christ's peace and&amp;nbsp;transforming presence keep&amp;nbsp;you from beating up on yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-5541383468708378340?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/5541383468708378340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=5541383468708378340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/5541383468708378340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/5541383468708378340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/05/letter-to-friend.html' title='Letter To A Friend'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IMN9-UwuqaI/TeV9koiPXrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/AJ921311GPo/s72-c/handwriting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-4249897886160833900</id><published>2011-05-23T17:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T17:50:21.804-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Belief; healing'/><title type='text'>Just Believe</title><content type='html'>Easier said than done, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was now&amp;nbsp;hopeless. Jesus, occupied with healing another, didn't rush to Jairus' daughter's bedside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stop bothering the teacher anymore. She's dead. &lt;/em&gt;But Jesus ignored them and told her father, &lt;em&gt;"Don't be afraid; just believe."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, God doesn't work the way we'd like, so we have trouble believing. At least, I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXNiOvYxdwM/TdrGrXHjliI/AAAAAAAAANw/UkE42qR9nE0/s1600/JairusDaughter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXNiOvYxdwM/TdrGrXHjliI/AAAAAAAAANw/UkE42qR9nE0/s200/JairusDaughter.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Walking through loud wailing to her still little body, Jesus put out those who didn't believe. He held her hand and spoke life into her.&amp;nbsp; Eyes saucered and mouths hung loose as she stood up and walked around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus didn't heal her like He healed the hemorrhaging woman. Jairus could have gotten upset --&amp;nbsp;as might I. Fear gripped him,&amp;nbsp;but he stayed&amp;nbsp;close to Jesus. When I stay close to&amp;nbsp;the Holy Spirit, He helps me&amp;nbsp;recognize God's healing presence in&amp;nbsp;my dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ may not heal now or here, but if I believe, I will encounter the hand that lifts me up from&amp;nbsp;unbelief. I will see the piercings and remember God's ways are beyond mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See account in Mark 5:21-42.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you brought Jesus&amp;nbsp;your suffering? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where do you find His presence and comfort? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What instructions might He be giving you? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How is this impacting your faith?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-4249897886160833900?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/4249897886160833900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=4249897886160833900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/4249897886160833900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/4249897886160833900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-believe.html' title='Just Believe'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXNiOvYxdwM/TdrGrXHjliI/AAAAAAAAANw/UkE42qR9nE0/s72-c/JairusDaughter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-5471447201601697283</id><published>2011-05-09T17:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T17:03:47.989-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>New Spring Colors</title><content type='html'>Spring&amp;nbsp;outfits parade throughout&amp;nbsp;retail fliers. The yellows and oranges draw our imagination to see if they would look good on us. Maybe&amp;nbsp;we need&amp;nbsp;new clothes for a fresh outlook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SnIXeg87KDc/TchQ7exmdOI/AAAAAAAAANg/AQYE0hRuvBc/s1600/cato+style.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SnIXeg87KDc/TchQ7exmdOI/AAAAAAAAANg/AQYE0hRuvBc/s1600/cato+style.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul describes the soft&amp;nbsp;colors of the Spirit: compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience (See Colossians 3:12-14).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some old clothes don't only make us look bad. They are unbecoming and carry toxic fumes: sexual immorality, lust, greed, anger, malice slander, filthy language (See Colossians 3:5-9). They slowly pollute the our lives, create offense and hurt, create rifts&amp;nbsp;and even escalate inner wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get rid of them:&amp;nbsp;no recycling, no accessorizing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This spring I want my newest wardrobe item to be the peace of Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to follow His fashions, let Him dress me as He sees me: holy and beloved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the power of an old habit tries to redress me.&amp;nbsp;As soon as I smell that old&amp;nbsp;odor or recognize that&amp;nbsp;dark fashion,&amp;nbsp;I get rid of it. Again.&amp;nbsp;And each time, I realize more clearly how it can drag me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me, Spirit of God. When I'm tempted to dig worry out of the trash heap, put Your colors in front of me. That old grave dress doesn't suit your resurrection in me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fill me&amp;nbsp;full of your presence. You love me and know what I need, so I will trust You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; I prefer Your colors. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They put a spring in my step.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a new wardrobe item that God's Spirit is attempting to help you wear more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What keeps you going back to an old, polluted outfit? How can you not only take it off, but keep it off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have taken off your old self with its practices and have put on the new self, which is being enewed in knowledge in the image of its Creator&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;/em&gt;See Colossians 3:9-10).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-5471447201601697283?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/5471447201601697283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=5471447201601697283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/5471447201601697283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/5471447201601697283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-spring-colors.html' title='New Spring Colors'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SnIXeg87KDc/TchQ7exmdOI/AAAAAAAAANg/AQYE0hRuvBc/s72-c/cato+style.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-972774568035939357</id><published>2011-04-29T11:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T11:42:23.417-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Pray with Fresh Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUEeqQx85m4/Tbrbh7e-VjI/AAAAAAAAANc/-Bz2nhgyyts/s1600/aerial+of+city.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUEeqQx85m4/Tbrbh7e-VjI/AAAAAAAAANc/-Bz2nhgyyts/s1600/aerial+of+city.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.outreachmagazine.com/features/4157-What-Happens-When-the-Church-Prays.html"&gt;http://www.outreachmagazine.com/features/4157-What-Happens-When-the-Church-Prays.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;above link to Jim Cymbala's post was a good jolt for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the article, &lt;em&gt;What Happens When the Church Prays,&lt;/em&gt; Pastor Cymbala asks the question, &lt;strong&gt;Do we really believe God can draw anyone to Himself?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been dragging my feet on corporate prayer. But I don't happily&amp;nbsp;tame my prayer life. My heart &lt;em&gt;needs&lt;/em&gt; passionate prayer. I need to pour out my heart to God and with others who want to see God break into our ordinary hum drum. If God doesn't show up, why bother trying&amp;nbsp;hard for&amp;nbsp;meager results?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had the privilege of speaking with an African follower of Jesus. She reminded me of the power of Christ that comes when God's people humble themselves and count on His power. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What might happen if we &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; believed that God would make a difference -- in our lives?&amp;nbsp; community?&amp;nbsp;trouble spots? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what would happen in me as God used me as part of the answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do yourself a favor and read the article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be tempted to start praying with fresh faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-972774568035939357?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/972774568035939357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=972774568035939357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/972774568035939357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/972774568035939357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/04/pray-with-fresh-faith.html' title='Pray with Fresh Faith'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sUEeqQx85m4/Tbrbh7e-VjI/AAAAAAAAANc/-Bz2nhgyyts/s72-c/aerial+of+city.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-8188910728437706678</id><published>2011-04-09T21:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T23:14:40.932-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discouragement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strength'/><title type='text'>Stouthearted</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;When I called, you answered me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You made me bold and stouthearted&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; (Psalm 138:3, NIV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you love the image? Stouthearted. A sturdy, stuffed heart bulging with God who's come to live in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stouthearted&lt;/em&gt; is&amp;nbsp;not a word I normally use, but&amp;nbsp;I have been savoring it the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bmorc2oCY2Y/TaEdaG9kWBI/AAAAAAAAANY/F7a1xl10Uzc/s1600/callingForHelp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="116" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bmorc2oCY2Y/TaEdaG9kWBI/AAAAAAAAANY/F7a1xl10Uzc/s320/callingForHelp.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping care for&amp;nbsp;our Mother who now needs around the clock care, looking for flexible work in a strange economy, watching people get blown up all over the world, knowing we are in precipitous times, these&amp;nbsp;tempt me to wilt. My heart sometimes feels punctured. Deflated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking around&amp;nbsp;wilted and thin-hearted&amp;nbsp;does&amp;nbsp;little good. When I call out to the Lord He answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes God reveals a course of action or a scripture to pray. Sometimes I call friends to pray for and&amp;nbsp;encourage me. Sometimes I&amp;nbsp;quiet myself by leaning into Jesus' breast. I put my deflated heart&amp;nbsp;against His sturdiness, breathe in heaven's&amp;nbsp;breath, and let the Holy Spirit remind me of God's presence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, like a pump&amp;nbsp;steadily inflating a leaky tire, fresh strength flows into my heart. I'm able to go on. Stouthearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What does "stouthearted" mean to you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What situations are deflating your strength. What do you need to ask God for?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-8188910728437706678?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/8188910728437706678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=8188910728437706678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8188910728437706678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8188910728437706678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/04/stouthearted.html' title='Stouthearted'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bmorc2oCY2Y/TaEdaG9kWBI/AAAAAAAAANY/F7a1xl10Uzc/s72-c/callingForHelp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-3939179032427815947</id><published>2011-04-02T19:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T19:18:42.728-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='darkness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light'/><title type='text'>Sometimes It Takes Darkness to Appreciate the Light</title><content type='html'>Darkest night helps us&amp;nbsp;see billions of sparkling stars. But we can appreciate that treasure only if there are no obstructing&amp;nbsp;clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark night of the soul is like that. A heavy heart, a burdened mind, and a crushed spirit&amp;nbsp;become opportunities to encounter powerful light when we bring each situation, each emotion to the cross of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we come to the end of ourselves, exhausted from lugging burdens God did not design us to carry, we&amp;nbsp; lift our tear stained faces toward the Creator of both night and light. Even a limp reach for Jesus Christ with a genuine desire for reconciliation&amp;nbsp;brings&amp;nbsp;the wind of God's Spirit that blows those clouds out of the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVwxPb4puag/TZet6BA_vRI/AAAAAAAAANQ/854v6UPNS9E/s1600/night+panorama-1%255B2%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVwxPb4puag/TZet6BA_vRI/AAAAAAAAANQ/854v6UPNS9E/s320/night+panorama-1%255B2%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;God's prevailing&amp;nbsp;grace wipes away our tears, forgives confessed sin, and reveals&amp;nbsp;the marvelous power of the cross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will lead the blind by ways they have not known, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;along unfamiliar paths I will guide them; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will turn the darkness into light before them and make the rough places smooth. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;These are the things I will do; I will not forsake them&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Isaiah 42:16, NIV).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you celebrate a time when your darkness was changed to light as you called out for the LORD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are currently under a dark sky, please call to your Lord Jesus Christ. He will send the Holy Spirit to help you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-3939179032427815947?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/3939179032427815947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=3939179032427815947&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/3939179032427815947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/3939179032427815947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/04/sometimes-it-takes-darkness-to.html' title='Sometimes It Takes Darkness to Appreciate the Light'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVwxPb4puag/TZet6BA_vRI/AAAAAAAAANQ/854v6UPNS9E/s72-c/night+panorama-1%255B2%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-5431971667096190007</id><published>2011-03-17T17:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T00:32:04.058-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corporate prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refresher'/><title type='text'>Reactions to "A Taste of Love"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;To every person who prayed for our spiritual refresher last Saturday&amp;nbsp;a big THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;A 'sweet, sweet Spirit was in the place' from the beginning of the day. At every turn&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;recognized&amp;nbsp;answered&amp;nbsp;prayers and remembered&amp;nbsp;the large number of people who were praying with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It seemed&amp;nbsp;Jesus was walking through the room as we worshiped, looked at Scripture, examined ourselves, and prayed for one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WhRNCJiKSP0/TYLXGg1oy2I/AAAAAAAAANM/D_U4ra_QT3s/s1600/TasteLove+Participant1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WhRNCJiKSP0/TYLXGg1oy2I/AAAAAAAAANM/D_U4ra_QT3s/s320/TasteLove+Participant1.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you prayed for us, enjoy these comments as part of the fruit of your prayers also. We are incredibly blessed to be a part of&amp;nbsp;drawing&amp;nbsp;people to a fresh experience of God's transforming love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have no idea how much God blessed me by using you to minister to my heart on Saturday. From asking me to read Scripture aloud, to teaching me Lectio Divina, to encouraging me with your sweet words later.... you blessed my soul. Thank you!&lt;/em&gt; --Rachel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You took me away from the every day into His loving arms. Thank you, thank you. Loved your visuals, both the cross and crown and imagining being washed clean....&amp;nbsp;Thanks so much for all you do to help others grow in Christ.&lt;/em&gt; -- Jan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What a peaceful, but explosive, quieting, but invigorating day! Thank you Lord!!!&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;-- Cynthia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I experienced God’s love through His people, through you, Paula, and in the way you presented a loving Heavenly Father.&lt;/em&gt; -- Carol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-G7uxHagIjLM/TYKEJLKC1fI/AAAAAAAAANI/gWXj_OFg338/s1600/TasteLove+HandGesture.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-G7uxHagIjLM/TYKEJLKC1fI/AAAAAAAAANI/gWXj_OFg338/s320/TasteLove+HandGesture.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I would love have an opportunity to talk with you about planning and&amp;nbsp;facilitating&amp;nbsp;a spiritual refresher. If you contact me*,&amp;nbsp;I'd be happy to brainstorm with you and discern how we might synchronize with the work God is already doing in your area!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*Contact via&amp;nbsp;comments on blog,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;e-mailing me at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="mailto:transformingword@sbcglobal.net"&gt;transformingword@sbcglobal.net&lt;/a&gt;, or calling 765-284-2125.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-5431971667096190007?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/5431971667096190007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=5431971667096190007&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/5431971667096190007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/5431971667096190007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/03/reactions-to-taste-of-love.html' title='Reactions to &quot;A Taste of Love&quot;'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WhRNCJiKSP0/TYLXGg1oy2I/AAAAAAAAANM/D_U4ra_QT3s/s72-c/TasteLove+Participant1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-6234044838246287291</id><published>2011-03-03T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T21:36:47.187-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>New Lenses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VO4jsGGaT6w/TXBKl3QnB9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/XzmJnd5Ai-0/s1600/GlassesHeader.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="124" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VO4jsGGaT6w/TXBKl3QnB9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/XzmJnd5Ai-0/s320/GlassesHeader.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praying desperately for a full term baby...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Counting the days before you can escape danger whistling past your ear...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Offering&amp;nbsp;to help an ailing parent who resents your help...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agonizing over how to resolve conflicts in your church...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Begging God for relief at your spouse’s bedside...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reminding your discouraged heart to look to the unseen...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Searching the scriptures in search of an encouraging word …&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have crises where our&amp;nbsp;expectations topple. Still, we&amp;nbsp;reach for&amp;nbsp;hope.&amp;nbsp;We call out to God in desperation. And we pray for a good resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A conflicted board meeting, tense operating room, slow grocery line, difficult conversation – all may be uncomfortable places where God offers us new lenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we can’t always understand God’s ways&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;those times, experience discovers that God is trustworthy. Careful study and meditation in the scriptures give us new glasses -- and confidence in God’s goodness. Experience secures&amp;nbsp;the glasses while we&amp;nbsp;hold on to hope that only God can give. In our desert, we learn&amp;nbsp;our Deliverer is trustworthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as God walked the Israelites from Egypt to the Promised Land, so our Deliverer walks&amp;nbsp;us through pain and dashed expectations to a new geography replete with good provisions. Our precious Savior loves us and can work things together for good when we ask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journeying through the extremes of my&amp;nbsp;desert, I rehearse God’s previous interventions. I'd encountered Christ's presence and was given new lenses to see my Deliverer&amp;nbsp;making a way to accomplish His good promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lord&amp;nbsp;will do it again. I just need to keep my glasses on, and hold tightly to His hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will lead the blind by ways they have not known, along unfamiliar paths I will guide them; I will turn the darkness into light before them and make the rough places smooth. These are the things I will do; I will not forsake them&lt;/em&gt; (Isaiah 42:16, NIV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;See also Isaiah 55:9 and&amp;nbsp;Romans 8:28.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where do you get&amp;nbsp;new lenses to more clearly see God's faithfulness and provisions? What scripture passages have shaped your view?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Recall a dark time when you encountered God's light. Spend 30 seconds in praise and thanksgiving for God's guidance, transformation, and presence. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-6234044838246287291?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/6234044838246287291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=6234044838246287291&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6234044838246287291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6234044838246287291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-lenses.html' title='New Lenses'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VO4jsGGaT6w/TXBKl3QnB9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/XzmJnd5Ai-0/s72-c/GlassesHeader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-2772989149021818756</id><published>2011-02-23T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T13:09:57.557-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s love'/><title type='text'>It Was I</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"They did not realize it was I..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hH15qRnrNgI/TWM8cgKV7GI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ZgJKi0d4qMI/s1600/father-holding-childs-hand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" j6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hH15qRnrNgI/TWM8cgKV7GI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ZgJKi0d4qMI/s200/father-holding-childs-hand.jpg" width="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This phrase (Hosea 11:3b)&amp;nbsp;pulled me back for a closer look. &lt;br /&gt;In the midst of reprimanding His people, God breaks into&amp;nbsp;tender reminiscing, and&amp;nbsp;Hosea describes&amp;nbsp;the LORD's heart broken by the children He loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God had taught them to walk. Allowed their young&amp;nbsp;fingers to curl around His pinky for support. Threw them up in the air and played hide and seek with them, all the while never leaving.&amp;nbsp;God stood up to their bullies, provided bread when they thought they'd die, and healed them from&amp;nbsp;diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A father throws his giggling child up in the air.&amp;nbsp;He knows his strength and grins at&amp;nbsp;his child's willingness to trust.&amp;nbsp;A mother&amp;nbsp;gently leads her toddler, picking her up when she falls and&amp;nbsp;kissing her bruises. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As the child grows, independence and self-sufficiency surge. She copies her neighbors' ways and ignores her parent's calls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Preoccupied with herself,&amp;nbsp;Israel also&amp;nbsp;forgot God's tenderness. She overlooked the ties of love that connected her to her Lord. God had stooped down to feed&amp;nbsp;them and remove&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;yoke of slavery. But those were now faint memories. They were striking out on their own.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"They did not realize it was I who healed them."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh God, please remind me that you didn't make me to live without Your love. I want to always realize Your loving interventions in my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Hosea 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen for God's voice calling you. What is He saying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there life situations&amp;nbsp;in which you've forgotten&amp;nbsp;the Lord's loving&amp;nbsp;presence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where&amp;nbsp;has God been patient, healed you, fed and guided you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully recount God's interventions. Don't give your heavenly Father an opportunity to say &lt;em&gt;"They did not realize it was I..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-2772989149021818756?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/2772989149021818756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=2772989149021818756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/2772989149021818756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/2772989149021818756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-was-i.html' title='It Was I'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hH15qRnrNgI/TWM8cgKV7GI/AAAAAAAAAMY/ZgJKi0d4qMI/s72-c/father-holding-childs-hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-4251792360260237509</id><published>2011-02-12T18:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T13:56:43.019-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gentleness; anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lordship; forgiveness'/><title type='text'>Gentle Giant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HNb8fHefGQ4/TVcMf88fqcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_iLNQIHF404/s1600/217px-Rupert-Boneham.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HNb8fHefGQ4/TVcMf88fqcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_iLNQIHF404/s320/217px-Rupert-Boneham.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Excitement buzzed through the hall as Rupert Boneham was being introduced. Known as a "gentle giant" and voted the million dollar winner on Survivor, he'd come to help raise funds for a&amp;nbsp;mission to Tanzania. He looked the same: shaggy beard, tie dyed shirt, and cargo pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winning (he tapped his temple) was more a matter of&amp;nbsp;mental stamina than physical.&amp;nbsp;He referenced a competitor and noted&amp;nbsp;the difference between a survivor and a conniver,&amp;nbsp;observing&amp;nbsp;that kindness doesn't always win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he was a winner in my books. He had paid off family debts, then used part of his award to establish "Rupert's Kids" to help at risk teens in Indianapolis to believe in themselves and unlearn the layers of destructive thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His gruff persona and kindness reminded me of Peter who had been hand-selected to follow Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter, I'm sure, recalled the time he had let fear of others' angry opinions derail his vow to never betray Jesus. His impetuous self preservation&amp;nbsp;had been replaced by a firm but gentle spirit. Transformed by Christ's forgiveness,&amp;nbsp;Peter was now encouraging others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have. But do this &lt;strong&gt;with gentleness and respect&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/em&gt; (1 Peter 3:15b, NIV, italics mine).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of retaliation or denial, they were to be prepared with a gentle&amp;nbsp;answer. Blessing was to&amp;nbsp;answer&amp;nbsp;insult, a good conscience&amp;nbsp;treasured, slander disregarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Rupert did,&amp;nbsp;Peter won his struggle to overcome his anger, fears and failures. More than a survivor, he was a winner because he had learned to &lt;em&gt;"set apart Christ as Lord"&lt;/em&gt; (verse 15a).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what it takes. Christ as Lord.&amp;nbsp;Whether I fail, break a toe, deal with slander, or endure whipping and prison, hardships can contour gentleness when they are given to the Lord Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter followed another&amp;nbsp;"Gentle Giant." Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read 1 Peter 3:8-22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;How have you experienced the gentleness of Christ's forgiveness?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How might God be directing you to bless another who has slandered or disappointed you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-4251792360260237509?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/4251792360260237509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=4251792360260237509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/4251792360260237509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/4251792360260237509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/02/gentle-giant.html' title='Gentle Giant'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HNb8fHefGQ4/TVcMf88fqcI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_iLNQIHF404/s72-c/217px-Rupert-Boneham.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-6368298834146689687</id><published>2011-02-03T14:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T16:23:27.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Taste of Love - March 12, 2011 - Brochure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You may click on each page and it will reveal the whole page. Do let me know if you'd like me to send you a brochure. It would be my pleasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Paula.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TUsHszZFwhI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/qUSaJs4P27M/s1600/TasteOfLove%252Cpg1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="492" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TUsHszZFwhI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/qUSaJs4P27M/s640/TasteOfLove%252Cpg1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TUsGsoGw_4I/AAAAAAAAAMM/TrQNo--5az0/s1600/JPEG%252CATasteOfLove.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="494" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TUsGsoGw_4I/AAAAAAAAAMM/TrQNo--5az0/s640/JPEG%252CATasteOfLove.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-6368298834146689687?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/6368298834146689687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=6368298834146689687&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6368298834146689687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6368298834146689687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/02/taste-of-love-march-12-2011-brochure.html' title='A Taste of Love - March 12, 2011 - Brochure'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TUsHszZFwhI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/qUSaJs4P27M/s72-c/TasteOfLove%252Cpg1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-8603249028002720234</id><published>2011-02-02T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T21:41:46.073-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Disciplines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s love'/><title type='text'>A Taste of Love: Practicing God's Presence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TUoSe_BkmZI/AAAAAAAAAME/0M6qxUCPoy0/s1600/WithYourWholeHeart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TUoSe_BkmZI/AAAAAAAAAME/0M6qxUCPoy0/s200/WithYourWholeHeart.jpg" width="146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Taste of Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the title of the upcoming Women's Spiritual Refresher on March 12th, 2011. I plan to reference the Great Commandment along with a touch of&amp;nbsp;spiritual disciplines (worship, prayer, scripture meditation and service) to&amp;nbsp;set the table for a &lt;em&gt;taste of God's love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We women are busy -- with good things -- but often we don't take the time just to enjoy God's presence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to give women an opportunity to&amp;nbsp;focus on God through the disciplines and so&amp;nbsp;open doors to experience more of&amp;nbsp;God's presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love our precious Lord with all our heart, soul, mind, and strength&amp;nbsp;produces joy in God's presence. Oh how I pray -- and invite you to pray with me-- that we will experience Love's presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am praying that the Holy Spirit who presents Christ's living PRESENCE to us, will&amp;nbsp;sharpen my thoughts and heart. I desire that God&amp;nbsp;use me to bless the dear women who will be coming.Would you join me in praying that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Taste of Love&lt;/em&gt; is open to women in the&amp;nbsp;north Indiana area and will be held at the Mount Etna United Methodist Church at the corner of Highways 9 and 124. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TUoSe_BkmZI/AAAAAAAAAME/0M6qxUCPoy0/s1600/WithYourWholeHeart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For more information, or to get a brochure, please leave a comment below, or email me at &lt;a href="mailto:transformingword@sbcglobal.net"&gt;transformingword@sbcglobal.net&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-8603249028002720234?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/8603249028002720234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=8603249028002720234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8603249028002720234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8603249028002720234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/02/taste-of-love-practicing-gods-presence.html' title='A Taste of Love: Practicing God&apos;s Presence'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TUoSe_BkmZI/AAAAAAAAAME/0M6qxUCPoy0/s72-c/WithYourWholeHeart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-5465046681491088202</id><published>2011-01-24T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T18:34:13.386-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='receiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><title type='text'>Completing His Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TT4AXDYOzTI/AAAAAAAAAMA/un0xbPON64M/s1600/receiving+gift.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TT4AXDYOzTI/AAAAAAAAAMA/un0xbPON64M/s1600/receiving+gift.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My husband loves to give. &lt;br /&gt;Early in our marriage I would squirm at his gifts. My perceived resources to match his&amp;nbsp;were meager. But I'd smile and enjoy his thoughtful selections. He’d save the gift for the right moment, then, smiling broadly, he’d present his package. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he&amp;nbsp;lavished grace, I had to learn the&amp;nbsp;grace of receiving. Maturing in love&amp;nbsp;revealed how I complete his joy when I embrace his gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How like my relationship with my precious Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gives thoughtfully and lavishly. He has even given Himself – a magnificent, sobering gift. Knowing intimately what I need and desire, He always gives what is truly good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t repay such a Giver. But I want to give &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt;self. My eyes sparkle, my appreciation delights His ears, and love infuses my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That open-hearted acceptance mirrors God’s delight in giving. Seeing His beloved joyfully receiving completes our heavenly husband’s joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t that make you smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Romans 8:32; 1 Timothy 6:17; Luke 11:13.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do you receive gifts? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there any notion that&amp;nbsp;keeps you from receiving God’s good gifts? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will you celebrate Christ's joy of giving by giving Him the joy of receiving?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-5465046681491088202?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/5465046681491088202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=5465046681491088202&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/5465046681491088202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/5465046681491088202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/01/completing-his-joy.html' title='Completing His Joy'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TT4AXDYOzTI/AAAAAAAAAMA/un0xbPON64M/s72-c/receiving+gift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-7945600828058715071</id><published>2011-01-20T15:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T15:42:29.245-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perseverance'/><title type='text'>Changing Habits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TTia8UqCJeI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hf91pa0anV8/s1600/1980444_com_turkishcof.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing habits takes perserverance, doesn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two thousand and eleven’s refreshed goals have me reordering my day, aiming at a new rhythm for life but, honestly, I miss my cup of Turkish coffee first thing in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devotions and coffee are getting pushed to a slightly later slot. I don't like it...yet... and realize more changes might be coming. You'd think a series of small shifts wouldn't be a big deal, but every morning I have to consciously choose the new over the old routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be a parallel with faith training. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the Lord calls us to reexamine ourselves to make us more aware of His presence. Instead of merely maintaining our daily routines (including our spiritual lives), the Perfecter of our faith occasionally presents us with a challenge to strengthen that faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s uncomfortable at first, often precipitated by trial, stress, or even the turning of a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come to Me. Watch, learn and imitate Me. Focus on Me.&lt;/em&gt; (See Matthew 11:28-29 and Hebrews 12:1-3) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I try to activate new spiritual disciplines, I wonder if my bumbling frustrates God like it does me. But&amp;nbsp;thankfully, mercy is at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scriptures tell me that Jesus stands close by, His Spirit cheering me on to persevere. &lt;em&gt;Come on, don’t give up. I’ve given you my Word and My Spirit. You aren’t alone. Give it all you have! I’ll help you choose a better way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I desire all of you -- heart, soul, and mind. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, each day, relish God’s persevering love in the midst of changing habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Choose a passage and listen for the Spirit's nudges: Matthew 11:28-29; 22: 37-40; Luke 14:25-33; Hebrews 12: 1-13.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you been urged to develop a new habit? What might you need to do in order to activate your faith in your Faith Trainer?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Picture found at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.suite101.com/content/preparing-for-a-trip-to-turkey-a211192"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;www.suite101.com/content/preparing-for-a-trip-to-turkey-a211192&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-7945600828058715071?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/7945600828058715071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=7945600828058715071&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/7945600828058715071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/7945600828058715071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/01/changing-habits.html' title='Changing Habits'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TTia8UqCJeI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hf91pa0anV8/s72-c/1980444_com_turkishcof.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-8381381092976372923</id><published>2011-01-12T16:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T15:45:21.969-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speak'/><title type='text'>SWIT It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TS4aFjQIB3I/AAAAAAAAAL4/SKmhTzVlPYY/s1600/2007maysand-www.apartmenttherapy.com.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TS4aFjQIB3I/AAAAAAAAAL4/SKmhTzVlPYY/s200/2007maysand-www.apartmenttherapy.com.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For some reason, we still have gnats in&amp;nbsp;winter. I think they live in the house plants and fly across my line of vision. I notice them&amp;nbsp;when I'm reading. Sometimes I ignore them, more often I try to swat them. I stop reading and "slap and slide." It's the only way I'm guaranteed they won't slip through my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative thoughts come to be from left field too. I can ignore them hoping they'll go away but, like gnats, they'll often circle and come back to annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm learning to SWIT them. SWIT is an acrostic my husband and I have started using: "Speak What Is True."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth always sets us free. Sometimes I need courage or information to SWIT it, but as I ask people who love me to give me more objective input, I can gain a better perspective on my situation. Sometimes, there is only One who loves me AND has the perspective to help me SWIT it. So I ask for help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;While&amp;nbsp;the truth of my situation may not be immediately obvious to me,&amp;nbsp;as I look to&amp;nbsp;Jesus I learn how to SWIT -- and swat -- those gnats. One at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Then I am free to focus on the task at hand for God's glory!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus said, "If you hold to my teaching, you are really my disciples. Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free"&lt;/em&gt; (John 8:31-32, NIV).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;What do you think it means to know the truth? How might you need the truth to set you free? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Can you make a connection to John 14:6? &lt;em&gt;Jesus answered, "I am the way and the truth and the life."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;What step can you take&amp;nbsp;to know Jesus Christ better&amp;nbsp;so you can SWIT more effectively?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The photo was found at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;www.apartmenttherapy.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; where they have an answer to gnats in your plants! Let me know if you have success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-8381381092976372923?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/8381381092976372923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=8381381092976372923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8381381092976372923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8381381092976372923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/01/swit-it.html' title='SWIT It!'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TS4aFjQIB3I/AAAAAAAAAL4/SKmhTzVlPYY/s72-c/2007maysand-www.apartmenttherapy.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-7913895570539148187</id><published>2011-01-10T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T21:04:05.210-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Unexpected Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TSu5qE9D28I/AAAAAAAAAL0/qE7Sl6MkThU/s1600/fire+pit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TSu5qE9D28I/AAAAAAAAAL0/qE7Sl6MkThU/s1600/fire+pit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Val welcomed us with open arms to their pot luck dinner on the twelfth day of Christmas. Guests comfortably milled around and I got acquainted with my sister’s friends. I discovered two women who were writers also, which started an interesting conversation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later over soup and salmon I reconnected with them, heard more of their stories, and we exchanged suggestions and emails. We even snapped pictures of our newly formed threesome. I hated to disband when we were invited to the fire pit in the back, not realizing something precious was in store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our host suggested that, as we threw each Christmas tree twig into the fire, we could prayerfully name a wish for the New Year. The format was “Let there be….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one we shared our desires. “Let there be more trust and compassion in this world.” -- “Let my work flow out of a greater intimacy with Christ.” -- “Let there be more passion in marriages built around Christ.” -- “Let there be more fathering.” -- “Let there be more clarity, courage, and discipline in my life.” – “Let me be willing to give up whatever God shows me.” – “Surrender.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched the fire swirl uniquely around each twig, soaring, curling the stems, making the leaves glow. This visual of the Holy Spirit consuming what had died, bringing light and power, burned brightly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thanked my&amp;nbsp;friends as I left, aware that new friendships and flaming prayers had brought me joy – a marker of Christ's presence. What a way to walk into this New Year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make known to me the path of life; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you will fill me with joy in your presence&lt;/em&gt; (Psalm 16:11, NIV). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What social experiences help you encounter God’s joy? Why? &lt;br /&gt;What prayerful wish would you have added to the fire?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-7913895570539148187?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/7913895570539148187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=7913895570539148187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/7913895570539148187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/7913895570539148187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2011/01/unexpected-joy.html' title='Unexpected Joy'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TSu5qE9D28I/AAAAAAAAAL0/qE7Sl6MkThU/s72-c/fire+pit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-259174243170303163</id><published>2010-12-22T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T13:08:06.024-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Immanuel; Christmas;'/><title type='text'>Christmas Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="200" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TRI2FGxZIMI/AAAAAAAAALs/WBioR4Gc_uc/s200/Mary+and+BabyJesus.jpg" width="149" /&gt;Our daughters have arrived, cranberry biscotti is dwindling in the jar, and we sometimes have thoughtful discussions around coffee and our Advent readings from Regent College-- all great blessings in my books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not always consistent about Advent readings, but this year's have stirred my thoughts and brought many insights. Regardless of what we face this Advent, whether we have loved ones close by or not, I pray we will encounter Immanuel. Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God with us" is precious. Whether we ponder God's coming to us through the vulnerability of a newborn or the need of a homeless person, whether in a loved one's passing or memories that make us long for old relationships, all our situations are opportunities to discover that God, indeed, is with us. Even when life is messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality of embracing Immanuel transforms our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immanuel draws us like the Baby filled with the God of love. As sojourners longing for glimpses of Home, we can be happy that God comes to make His home, now. In our arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come, Lord Jesus! We welcome You!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/o/c/ocomocom.htm"&gt;http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/o/c/ocomocom.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice! Rejoice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;("O Come, O Come Emmanuel," Author unknown)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would you like to encounter Immnanuel in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you need His love,&amp;nbsp;and to whom will you take His love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-259174243170303163?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/259174243170303163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=259174243170303163&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/259174243170303163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/259174243170303163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-blessings.html' title='Christmas Blessings'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TRI2FGxZIMI/AAAAAAAAALs/WBioR4Gc_uc/s72-c/Mary+and+BabyJesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-8923484158884599135</id><published>2010-12-16T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T23:58:54.489-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supplication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confidence'/><title type='text'>CONFIDENT SUPPLICATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="125" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TQrpweAQvLI/AAAAAAAAALo/RKcHfvGrK-Y/s200/train_passenger_428x269_to_468x312.jpg" width="200" /&gt;Most of us major on supplication, represented by the last letter of the ACTS prayer acrostic (Adoration, Confession, Thanksgiving and Supplication).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While supplication or petition is effective because God is kind, it's the caboose that can’t get very far unless it is coupled with the rest of the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating and describing God’s glory &lt;em&gt;(adoration)&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;ushers us into the Almighty’s presence, the engine room.&amp;nbsp;There we find our high priest Jesus Christ, a savvy engineer, able to forgive the sins we &lt;em&gt;confess.&lt;/em&gt; This propels us into new intimacy and&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;thanksgiving&lt;/em&gt; comes easily from our freshly cleaned heart. Plus, in hard times, instead of whining or gritting our teeth, focusing on God and giving thanks speeds us away out of a dark night into the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When adoration, confession and thanksgiving happen, we bring our requests with confidence. No mere wishful thinking. We’ve been in the presence of our powerful Lord.&amp;nbsp;We've been forgiven. Guilt can no longer keep us away. Any false guilt or false notion – like bothering a “busy” God or evaluating our need as “unworthy”&amp;nbsp;- gets escorted off the train like an apprehended terrorist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confidence settles into the seat next to us and introduces us to a new passenger: God’s peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“This is the confidence we have in approaching God: that if we ask anything according to his will, he hears us. And if we know that he hears us—whatever we ask—we know that we have what we asked of him”&lt;/em&gt; (1 John 5: 14-15).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Rejoice in the Lord always.… Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus”&lt;/em&gt; (Philippians 4:4-7).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Identify any terrorists aboard your prayer train. Confidently ask your Engineer to bind and remove them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend some time rejoicing in God’s promises. Let your anxieties be escorted away, replaced by a new travel mate, God’s peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TQrpweAQvLI/AAAAAAAAALo/RKcHfvGrK-Y/s1600/train_passenger_428x269_to_468x312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-8923484158884599135?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/8923484158884599135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=8923484158884599135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8923484158884599135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8923484158884599135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/12/confident-supplication.html' title='CONFIDENT SUPPLICATION'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TQrpweAQvLI/AAAAAAAAALo/RKcHfvGrK-Y/s72-c/train_passenger_428x269_to_468x312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-117919622305937272</id><published>2010-12-08T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T20:41:28.988-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving in Advent</title><content type='html'>The "T" of the ACTS prayer&amp;nbsp;acrostic (Adoration, Confession, Thanksgiving, and Supplication), giving thanks, is never out of season and packs&amp;nbsp;benefits of its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any season, taking time to look for things to be thankful for miraculously shifts your perspective. Though&amp;nbsp;your income may be choking or your health&amp;nbsp;questionable,&amp;nbsp;thanksgiving is a choice that flips your surroundings right side up. Fault finding stands us&amp;nbsp;on our heads seeing all that could potentially bring discomfort or even&amp;nbsp;terrorize us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TP8PKB4cTEI/AAAAAAAAALk/9PSxKUZXBJQ/s1600/worship2%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TP8PKB4cTEI/AAAAAAAAALk/9PSxKUZXBJQ/s1600/worship2%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;During Advent,&amp;nbsp;and any other season, giving God thanks seems to release that pressure and stand us on our feet again. Thanksgiving refocusses us on the big picture in which our kind and merciful heavenly Father&amp;nbsp;daily provides for our needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Praise the Lord, God our Savior, who helps us every day"&lt;/em&gt; (Psalm 68:19, NCV). &lt;em&gt;"Praise the Lord; praise God our savior! For each day he carries us in his arms"&lt;/em&gt; (Psalm 68:19, NLT).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is our Savior --ready to help us as we call. Immanuel, "God with us," enjoys our gratitude, rewarding us with a happier heart and feet replanted and on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When pressure has you thinking only about your problems, will you choose to give thanks for the good gifts your Savior gives you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What will it take for you to flip right side up?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-117919622305937272?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/117919622305937272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=117919622305937272&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/117919622305937272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/117919622305937272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/12/thanksgiving-in-advent.html' title='Thanksgiving in Advent'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TP8PKB4cTEI/AAAAAAAAALk/9PSxKUZXBJQ/s72-c/worship2%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-5110996899312228268</id><published>2010-12-04T18:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T18:54:01.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Food Court Flash Mob, Hallelujah Chorus - Must See!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SXh7JR9oKVE?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;In case you haven't seen this.&lt;br /&gt;Watch. And share the joy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-5110996899312228268?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/5110996899312228268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=5110996899312228268&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/5110996899312228268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/5110996899312228268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-food-court-flash-mob.html' title='Christmas Food Court Flash Mob, Hallelujah Chorus - Must See!'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/SXh7JR9oKVE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-770530654423405569</id><published>2010-11-27T11:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T11:52:28.270-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession'/><title type='text'>Confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TPE2b5Y4JHI/AAAAAAAAALg/EilMp2ZBfDU/s1600/hands-heart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TPE2b5Y4JHI/AAAAAAAAALg/EilMp2ZBfDU/s1600/hands-heart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you're like me, confession does not come easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's painful to take a look at attitudes you'd rather not acknowledge. A simple thing&amp;nbsp;like&amp;nbsp;mild annoyance that rises when you don't get your own way or full grown anger that flares when you have been crossed are signals&amp;nbsp;for confession. Other signs&amp;nbsp;could be&amp;nbsp;fear&amp;nbsp;crawling in the shadows or insecurity&amp;nbsp;leading to uneven ground away from the Rock of Ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession, the "C" of the ACTs model of prayer, is hard. But it is&amp;nbsp;like presenting yourself to the doctor,&amp;nbsp;revealing the infection in your body, and&amp;nbsp;waiting for the prognosis and the cure. Sometimes it is quick and&amp;nbsp;painless.&amp;nbsp;Sometimes it calls for a deeper incision than you would choose, but it allows you to rid your body of the&amp;nbsp;poison that the Creator never intended for you to absorb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling the Great Physician&amp;nbsp;your discovery sits you in&amp;nbsp;His office. There you can listen for His instructions on&amp;nbsp;how to get whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If we claim we have no sin, we are only fooling ourselves and not living in the truth.&amp;nbsp;But if we confess our sins to him, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all wickedness.&amp;nbsp;If we claim we have not sinned, we are calling God a liar and showing that his word has no place in our hearts"&lt;/em&gt; ( John 1:8-10, New Living Translation).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examine your life with the Great Physician's help. Is there any attitude or habit that you need to&amp;nbsp;confess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-770530654423405569?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/770530654423405569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=770530654423405569&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/770530654423405569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/770530654423405569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/11/confession.html' title='Confession'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TPE2b5Y4JHI/AAAAAAAAALg/EilMp2ZBfDU/s72-c/hands-heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-361503013172906429</id><published>2010-11-19T14:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T14:56:29.968-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A B Simpson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Old Faith Recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="132" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TObSMbSC8gI/AAAAAAAAALc/vLqtcJTFYRw/s200/Ingredients%255B1%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;I savor the food old saints serve. It's obvious that they've learned some good recipes in God's kitchen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My devotions got me mulling over how God teaches fresh faith. An occasional stint in His kitchen won't do it. To live by faith, we need regular practice. It seems like sometimes&amp;nbsp;God changes&amp;nbsp;ingredients on us, so we have to carefully listen, daily, to His instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learn how to mix the ingredients then wait for them to cook. Finally we get to taste, chew and swallow. Then digestion, a slow process, benefits our whole body feeding muscle, bone, and brain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to one of A. B. Simpson’s recipes.&lt;br /&gt;"God is looking for people on whom He can place the weight of His entire love, power, and faithful promises. And His engines are strong enough to pull any weight we may attach to them. Unfortunately, the cable we fasten to the engine is often too weak to handle the weight of our prayers. Therefore God continues to train and discipline us in His school of stability and certainty in the life of faith. May we learn our lessons well and then stand firm." &lt;br /&gt;(Streams in the Desert, L. B. Cowman, Updated by Jim Reimann, 1997, Zonderman, p. 426.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simpson used a metaphor of his day to describe an ageless principle: circumstances that test our limits are opportunities to prove God’s limitless supply. Even when our faith is scant, we can use the little we have and get into God’s kitchen. There we will discover resources and recipes that will deliver an uncommonly satisfying meal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might you trust that your short faith supply is really an opportunity to discover God's ‘love, power, and faithful promises?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Not one of all the good promises the LORD your God gave you has failed. Every promise has been fulfilled; not one has failed"&lt;/em&gt; (Joshua 23:14, NIV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Try reading this verse out loud three times. Listen for&amp;nbsp;the Holy Spirit’s promptings after each reading. Jot down your impressions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TObSMbSC8gI/AAAAAAAAALc/vLqtcJTFYRw/s1600/Ingredients%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-361503013172906429?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/361503013172906429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=361503013172906429&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/361503013172906429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/361503013172906429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/11/old-faith-recipe.html' title='Old Faith Recipe'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TObSMbSC8gI/AAAAAAAAALc/vLqtcJTFYRw/s72-c/Ingredients%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-2682941880305563031</id><published>2010-11-10T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T08:56:45.746-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='focus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adoration'/><title type='text'>Adoring God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I will exalt you, my God the King; I will praise your name for ever and ever. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Great is the LORD and most worthy of praise; His greatness no one can fathom”&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Psalm 145: 1,3, NIV).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TNogL4oaL4I/AAAAAAAAALY/uQDsUxX7n7c/s1600/anna+share+blogspot+WomanPraying.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TNogL4oaL4I/AAAAAAAAALY/uQDsUxX7n7c/s1600/anna+share+blogspot+WomanPraying.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You’d think that adoring God would be easy-- like pouring sweet praise over your lover or speaking with abandon to a gurgling baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;But I’ve found that it’s not always easy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;In fact, to adore God I have to prime my heart with praise from scripture. If I am preoccupied with a concern, I don’t praise easily. But when I recall God’s prior revelations, I can refocus. That creates an expectant gaze which helps me to move to praise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;When praise doesn’t come easily, I choose to look to Jesus (Hebrews 12:1-3). When I do, my whole being can tell a difference. That’s because adoration takes me into God’s presence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Adoring God (the first part of the ACTS acrostic: Adoration, Confession, Thanksgiving, and Supplication) opens windows to fresher air than I breathed a minute before. Adoring God opens my eyes to see the eternal impinging on my day, the power of the Most High poised to act consistently with His good purposes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Adoring God can bring fresh life to a tired body. It can bring hope to my flagging spirit and&amp;nbsp;the Prince of Peace to&amp;nbsp;a pocket of&amp;nbsp;pain. I might still need sleep, but now I’m aware of Christ's enabling presence&amp;nbsp;with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How better to start a day – or finish it – than to adore the most lovely Being who loves us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What helps you focus on Christ’s amazing presence?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What benefits do you experience when you adore God?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-2682941880305563031?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/2682941880305563031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=2682941880305563031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/2682941880305563031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/2682941880305563031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/11/adoring-god.html' title='Adoring God'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TNogL4oaL4I/AAAAAAAAALY/uQDsUxX7n7c/s72-c/anna+share+blogspot+WomanPraying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-8127976806667894127</id><published>2010-11-03T16:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T16:14:44.223-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pruning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><title type='text'>Success in Suffering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TNG_95jp0-I/AAAAAAAAALU/Z6AKcCvXM1c/s1600/prune-backyard-grape-vines-200X200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TNG_95jp0-I/AAAAAAAAALU/Z6AKcCvXM1c/s200/prune-backyard-grape-vines-200X200.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It takes some strong weather and the maturing of your vine to realize that you can be in a windstorm and still prosper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph was thrown into prison for doing things God's way. Yet,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;"the LORD was with him; he showed him kindness and granted him favor.... and gave him success in whatever he did."&lt;/em&gt; (See Genesis 39:21-23.) The scriptures don't tell if Joseph stayed awake, tormented by&amp;nbsp;the false accusations that put him in prison. Neither do they&amp;nbsp;describe him as sullen or bitter. Instead, he seems to have discovered that, in this place of shame and constriction, God was with him and would somehow bring good (Genesis 50:20).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of difficulty, is&amp;nbsp;this not success: submitting to God's presence, listening for God's insights, applying all that the Lord reveals&amp;nbsp; -- and in the strength which He mightily supplies? When we have a clear&amp;nbsp;conscience and&amp;nbsp;remember&amp;nbsp;that God&amp;nbsp;is with us, then&amp;nbsp;the severe pruning of the vine is nothing to fear. We know it will eventually cause&amp;nbsp;larger, more luscious fruit to develop. (See John chapter 15.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my mother shared with me&amp;nbsp;that, as she faces the ravaging&amp;nbsp;storm of cancer, she feels as if she is in the eye of the storm. Everything&amp;nbsp;around her is in turmoil, but she is as peace in the center.&amp;nbsp;Because, like Joseph,&amp;nbsp;God is with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;While we&amp;nbsp;might grapple with the whys, moving to the whats and experiencing God's transforming presence is ultimately what brings&amp;nbsp;success in our prisons. There we experience&amp;nbsp;uncommon peace, one of suffering's gifts. That's success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Might God be using discomfort in your life to strengthen you for greater things?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you need to address with God so you can move to the center and His peace?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TNG_hO7CsCI/AAAAAAAAALQ/-IsdNWZUuiM/s1600/prune-backyard-grape-vines-200X200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-8127976806667894127?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/8127976806667894127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=8127976806667894127&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8127976806667894127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8127976806667894127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/11/success-in-suffering.html' title='Success in Suffering'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TNG_95jp0-I/AAAAAAAAALU/Z6AKcCvXM1c/s72-c/prune-backyard-grape-vines-200X200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-6225106236698976030</id><published>2010-10-30T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T13:20:31.858-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endurance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Endurance, the Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TMxP5275nLI/AAAAAAAAALM/nqX5krmMdoE/s1600/tired+runnerCA5PW6J1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TMxP5275nLI/AAAAAAAAALM/nqX5krmMdoE/s200/tired+runnerCA5PW6J1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What makes it hard for you to endure?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;For me, it's fatigue, ignorance, or self-reliance. Sometimes in this spiritual race (Hebrews 12), I think I'm looking to Jesus, but I'm running as if I am the one who has to do it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Of course I get tired. Of course, I want to chuck it at times and say it's not worth the daily persistence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I've been living&amp;nbsp;with scriptures on&amp;nbsp;"faith" by prayerfully researching and meditating on those scriptures, and God is teaching me more about trusting Him in hard times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Patient endurance is not passive resignation. It is actively trusting the&amp;nbsp;energy which God supplies when you are weary, bruised, or flagging in commitment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Since I am glaringly aware that it is beyond my natural capacity to excercise that kind of faith, I&amp;nbsp; journal, pray, and&amp;nbsp;obey with the Holy Spirit's power. Not my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So, join me in asking these&amp;nbsp;questions. &lt;em&gt;How can we endure or run with patience this race set before us? How can we look to Jesus who both authors and perfects this faith He has powerfully seeded in us?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We can endure when we realize the important focus is JESUS -- not ourselves nor our issues. Even when we&amp;nbsp;fail (in our eyes or others'), we have to get up, dust off our knees, and refocus and keep running. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to be transformed into a woman or man of character? Meet the&amp;nbsp;challenge to endure by looking persistently to Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-6225106236698976030?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/6225106236698976030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=6225106236698976030&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6225106236698976030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6225106236698976030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/10/endurance-challenge.html' title='Endurance, the Challenge'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TMxP5275nLI/AAAAAAAAALM/nqX5krmMdoE/s72-c/tired+runnerCA5PW6J1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-825191137755388868</id><published>2010-10-25T22:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T22:36:19.026-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doubt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s promises'/><title type='text'>Did God Really Say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TMY8d3avvPI/AAAAAAAAALI/kfG6G5MB2WI/s1600/stormy%2520sea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TMY8d3avvPI/AAAAAAAAALI/kfG6G5MB2WI/s200/stormy%2520sea.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have noticed that when I am forging ahead with some idea God gave me, and I encounter repeated obstacles, a seductive voice whispers, “Did God really say for you to do that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that siren voice sings, I have to call all resources on deck to keep me on course. I have to be on guard against doubt that relishes a slippery deck and rubbery knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe what I thought was God’s instruction was really my wish—merely a pipe dream—and not a worthy plan. I wonder how my boat can handle these choppy waters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it’s a good time to check the boat, my motivation and my destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my initial check and double check with God’s Spirit and word has been confirmed by other sources, if I had no vested interest in the destination, and if I keep my communication open and current with the Captain, then I can trust all will be well… rough seas or calm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What God says, God will do. When white waves throw salt water in&amp;nbsp;my eyes, I wipe them off by faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting what God said helps us ride our waves. The storm may rage, but Christ is in our boat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we listen to our Captain, His infinite wisdom speaks saving grace one word at a time. Hold on to those words already spoken into your mind and heart, then choose to keep thanking our able Captain for what you already know to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Genesis 3: Reference to Eve and Adam’s temptation to distort God’s instructions and choose their own desires over God’s.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has God already told you that you need to remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;i&gt;No temptation has seized you except what is common to man. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can stand up under it”&lt;/i&gt; (1 Corinthians 10:13, NIV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask the Holy Spirit to bring you a scripture promise to meditate on and to transform your situation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-825191137755388868?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/825191137755388868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=825191137755388868&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/825191137755388868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/825191137755388868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/10/did-god-really-say.html' title='Did God Really Say?'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TMY8d3avvPI/AAAAAAAAALI/kfG6G5MB2WI/s72-c/stormy%2520sea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-8303384975603757230</id><published>2010-10-18T16:55:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T17:03:14.588-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extravagant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s love'/><title type='text'>Extravagant Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TLyyiiE7YvI/AAAAAAAAALE/Y41eMwemsKo/s1600/LaughingJesus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TLyyiiE7YvI/AAAAAAAAALE/Y41eMwemsKo/s200/LaughingJesus.jpg" width="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Our daughters drove 20 hours around the clock to Indiana to surprise their Dad for his birthday. They arrived tired but jubilant to give him their love gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Through the corner of his eye, he saw them sitting quietly on the stairs waiting for his eyes to find them. They were out of context and his sensory input didn't make sense. It prompted a quick second look and we&amp;nbsp;all went into peals of laughter. We hugged and laughed some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sometimes God's extravagant love comes to us in overwhelming surprises. The first look may not make much sense, until we realize the gift has already been given, the cost paid, and it is waiting for our readiness to receive. Follow up attention and open armed embrace are the doorways to benefit from the gift, allowing us to make time to examine, talk, listen and enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Those rare occasions punctuate the mundane with exclamations of God’s lavish longing to bless us. Love picks us up and twirls us around in joy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;All because our Creator loves us lavishly and wants to bless us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;No performance required -- only the willingness to receive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;See 1 John 4:19; Jeremiah 32:38-41 and John 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“For God loved the world so much that he gave his one and only Son, so that everyone who believes in him will not perish but have eternal life”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (John 3:16, NLT).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Take some time to think about the kind of love that sent God’s only Son to die for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Though you might recognize that God’s extravagant love is directed to you personally, do you act as if you have to earn it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What makes it hard to receive and enjoy Jesus Christ's love&lt;/em&gt; for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-8303384975603757230?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/8303384975603757230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=8303384975603757230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8303384975603757230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8303384975603757230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/10/extravagant-love.html' title='Extravagant Love'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TLyyiiE7YvI/AAAAAAAAALE/Y41eMwemsKo/s72-c/LaughingJesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-353871950337921916</id><published>2010-10-06T12:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T12:48:05.288-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authority'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacrifice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Under Authority</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="141" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TKyiOSthqMI/AAAAAAAAALA/AbsnRL-uO58/s200/Under+Authority-+Gen+Petraeus.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus stayed tight with the Father: always listening and doing what the Father revealed. Elijah did the same,and his prayers demonstrated the power of God's authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some unusual events in 1 Kings 17 that God "&lt;em&gt;commands."&lt;/em&gt; I expect God and Elijah had been discussing the altar for Baal that King Ahab had set up in the temple before Elijah told King Ahab that God would stop all rain until He gave further word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That the rain stopped for three years affirms God's &lt;em&gt;commandment&lt;/em&gt; that&amp;nbsp;would create hardship for many. For Elijah to have such powerful confidence in God's commands, he had to be a man under authority -- a man of faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word of the LORD came to Elijah again and &lt;em&gt;directed&lt;/em&gt; him to leave and go hide in the Kerith Ravine. There God had &lt;em&gt;ordered&lt;/em&gt; the ravens to feed Elijah. Ravens! Dirty (unclean) birds! To feed one of His choice prophets! (Surprise, Elijah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD gave further &lt;em&gt;directions&lt;/em&gt; to go to Zarephath where God had &lt;em&gt;commanded &lt;/em&gt;a widow to supply Elijah with food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gathering sticks to cook her last meal with her son, she had to have been afraid of the future -- perhaps even depressed. Elijah assured her she need not be afraid for, if she would do what God asked, the God of Israel would provide flour and oil for her till the famine broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had to trust God's word ... and sacrifice her plans. She was to give Elijah the first cake of bread before she prepared a meager meal for her son and herself. Her adherence to the word of the LORD through Elijah saved their lives. Obedience was her doorway to blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But obedience does not guarantee smooth sailing. Her son got ill and died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responding to Elijah's passionate plea that the boy's life be restored, the LORD &lt;em&gt;commanded&lt;/em&gt; life to return to this young lad. The result was the mother became assured that Elijah was a man of God whose words were truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What lessons might we learn? As we stay under authority by trusting, listening, and obeying God's word, we get to be conduits of God's good purposes so righteousness can come to our land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;In addition to 1 Kings 17, see the story of Jesus and the Roman centurion, a man under authority, in Matthew 8: 5-13.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obeying God may take you to uncomfortable places. How can you make sure that you keep current with God is showing you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you have confidence that God cares about your walk with Him? Or, that God loves to give you what you need and reveal&amp;nbsp;His righteousness?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-353871950337921916?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/353871950337921916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=353871950337921916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/353871950337921916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/353871950337921916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/10/under-authority.html' title='Under Authority'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TKyiOSthqMI/AAAAAAAAALA/AbsnRL-uO58/s72-c/Under+Authority-+Gen+Petraeus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-6516584426518134010</id><published>2010-09-30T12:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T12:09:34.237-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Faith Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TKP_nLZMnDI/AAAAAAAAAK8/yguLVJ061vg/s1600/woman-lifting-weights-fb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TKP_nLZMnDI/AAAAAAAAAK8/yguLVJ061vg/s200/woman-lifting-weights-fb.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Weight lifting develops our strength. We sweat, endure pain, and push towards exhaustion. Each time we exceed our former limit, we build greater endurance and strength. When we achieve our goal, the memory of the pain only becomes a badge that we hurdled our obstacles.&amp;nbsp;We admire our better defined abs in the mirror, glad that our discipline has&amp;nbsp;grown&amp;nbsp;strength and a healthier body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Developing stronger faith muscles is not too different&amp;nbsp;... except we don't usually sign up for the stress and pain. Oh, we pray for God to develop our faith, but when the opportunity comes for resistance training, our instinct is to question&amp;nbsp;or complain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hebrews 12:11 reminds us that discipline is painful, not pleasant.&amp;nbsp;But the pain we endure as Christ followers&amp;nbsp; produces endurance, character, and a sure hope in Jesus Christ.&amp;nbsp;Suffering,&amp;nbsp;like weight lifting, eventually produces greater joy! As we&amp;nbsp;search for God's help in those times, we&amp;nbsp;discover His love and the Holy&amp;nbsp;Spirit's help. Our hope&amp;nbsp;becomes more sure precisely because of the weight of life's demands (see Romans 5: 3-5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do well to remind ourselves that God is at work in every circumstance (see Romans 8: 18-39).&amp;nbsp; If we continue&amp;nbsp;training with Christ, the&amp;nbsp;weights won't merely display our impotence, they will be the very opportunities that God uses in our faith training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you in a situation in which you can recognize God using&amp;nbsp;"weights" to develop your faith?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What new angle of trusting God are you learning? Will you focus on a scripture promise or principle that could&amp;nbsp;further strengthen your faith?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-6516584426518134010?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/6516584426518134010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=6516584426518134010&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6516584426518134010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6516584426518134010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/09/faith-training.html' title='Faith Training'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TKP_nLZMnDI/AAAAAAAAAK8/yguLVJ061vg/s72-c/woman-lifting-weights-fb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-3228257870484779444</id><published>2010-09-23T21:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T21:27:11.699-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s presence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>We Won't Fear, Then</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TJv8xmYMpXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/f417yaafrSE/s1600/earthquake+on+mtn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TJv8xmYMpXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/f417yaafrSE/s320/earthquake+on+mtn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fear can grow in us like cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News about Iran, the UN, our own economy, national and local politics, our bank accounts, children, accidents, cancer, business closures, home foreclosures... I could go on... all feed our fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dislodging us from familiar ruts, upheaval can leave us shaken and fearful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 46 reminds us that God is bigger than whatever earthquakes we experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"God is our refuge and strength, &lt;br /&gt;an ever-present help in trouble. &lt;br /&gt;Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way &lt;br /&gt;and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea"&lt;/i&gt; (verses 1-2, NIV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only natural to be scared when our stability is shaken. That's why it's good to remember that God is stronger ... and is &lt;i&gt;with us &lt;/i&gt;in the earthquake. Even though we walk in the midst of trouble, He revives us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite where we find ourselves, God can bring good out of chaos. But we have to hush ourselves in the holy place (see verses 4-6) and, in the Almighty’s presence, we can quietly listen for the Lord’s voice and look for His works (verse 8).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes supernatural power to deal with fear. But we access that through the gift of Jesus Christ who is &lt;i&gt;with us&lt;/i&gt;. (See verses 10 -11).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, even if the mountains get shaken, we won't fear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(See also Psalm 23; Psalm 138:7-8; Romans 8:28-39.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What helps you remember that God is &lt;u&gt;with you&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you told the Lord of Heaven's Armies about your earthquake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you keep fueling your faith and keep from slipping back into fear?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-3228257870484779444?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/3228257870484779444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=3228257870484779444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/3228257870484779444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/3228257870484779444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-wont-fear-then.html' title='We Won&apos;t Fear, Then'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TJv8xmYMpXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/f417yaafrSE/s72-c/earthquake+on+mtn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-1224791078535354820</id><published>2010-09-15T15:56:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T17:50:44.660-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multiply'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praying scripture'/><title type='text'>Blessed, Broken, and Multiplied</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TJE5fY-purI/AAAAAAAAAKs/I6oFS0DyLOU/s1600/bread+and+fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 157px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TJE5fY-purI/AAAAAAAAAKs/I6oFS0DyLOU/s320/bread+and+fish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517254229949528754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a fresh jolt, then a careful reading about Jesus feeding crowds of 4000 and 5000 will get you there. Since familiarity is numbing, ask for the influence of the Holy Spirit as you read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I recently read and imagined Mark's account (chapter 8), I tried to hear the dialogue and watch expressions on people's faces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did their mouths fall open when they watched a few loaves multiply to feed thousands including them? Did they listen more intently after they were satisfied? Or did they scarf up the food, oblivious that the One who quieted their growling stomachs also came to quiet their hearts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did Jesus' eyes sparkle as He watched His disciples execute the improbable feat of feeding so many with virtually nothing? Was He thrilled that His Father was pleased to meet the needs of people who were willing to give Him everything? As they trusted Him for the impossible, and they experienced His miraculous intervention, did He applaud the Father with unmasked joy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I prayed using the components of the scripture as best I could, God not only fed but nourished me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you could try praying that scripture. I suspect the Spirit of God, who can transform your limitations, will bless, break, and multiply what you bring Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prayer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you, Lord Jesus, for what You have given me. I give................ back for Your blessing, breaking and multiplication. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like your disciples, I don't understand it all, but please don't give up on me. I want to keep following You carefully and learn all I can from You. Help me obey what you reveal, trusting that You know more than I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are kind, strategic, and powerful. Getting to know You fills me with joy, and I worship You!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-1224791078535354820?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/1224791078535354820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=1224791078535354820&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/1224791078535354820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/1224791078535354820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/09/blessed-broken-and-multiplied.html' title='Blessed, Broken, and Multiplied'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TJE5fY-purI/AAAAAAAAAKs/I6oFS0DyLOU/s72-c/bread+and+fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-6683525670096359663</id><published>2010-09-09T10:30:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T16:35:15.883-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wrestle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><title type='text'>Save Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TIlEKuAmKWI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sqEdOrtYyWY/s1600/Jacob_wrestling_angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TIlEKuAmKWI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sqEdOrtYyWY/s320/Jacob_wrestling_angel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515014169631795554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Save me, I pray, from ..., &lt;br /&gt;for I am afraid .... &lt;br /&gt;But you have said..."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Genesis 32:11-12, NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrenaline was running through his veins as he progressed toward his disenfranchised brother, Esau, and his four hundred men. While he prepared to make a quick exit if needed, Jacob called out to God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His fear and distress were palpable. He divided his sheep, servants and family into two groups so at least one could escape if they were attacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he cried out to God to save them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He admitted that he was afraid Esau would come and attack him, his wives and children. He wasn't hiding that. How could he? So many lives were at stake as he faced eating the fruit of his old deception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the face of possible death, Jacob reminded God of His promise. &lt;em&gt;"But you have said, 'I will surely make you prosper and will make your descendants like the sand of the sea, which cannot be counted"&lt;/em&gt; (Genesis 32:12).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night Jacob wrestled with the Angel of God by the Jabbock River. He had to acknowledge his strength was no match for God's, and after he did, he walked toward Esau with confidence, despite a new limp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I saw God face to face, and yet my life was spared." (Genesis 32:30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob's fear of losing his life at Esau's hand brought him to a different type of power encounter. There he regained his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I invite you to meditate on the components of Jacob's prayer and make them your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;"Save me." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what arena of your life do you need God's intervention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;"For I am afraid." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you name an emotion that might be fuelling your desperation? And will you name the source of that emotion, laying it out before God? (Compare 2 Kings 19:14-19).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;"But you have said." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you recall scriptures the Spirit of God has impressed upon you, which promise can impact your situation in life changing ways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artwork by Ira Thomas, http://www.catholicworldart.com/Jacob.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-6683525670096359663?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/6683525670096359663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=6683525670096359663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6683525670096359663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6683525670096359663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/09/save-me.html' title='Save Me!'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TIlEKuAmKWI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sqEdOrtYyWY/s72-c/Jacob_wrestling_angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-1736128806499808074</id><published>2010-09-01T11:24:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T14:00:32.490-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Beth Chapman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elizabeth A Mitchell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grief'/><title type='text'>To Do Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TH6JDTmYYMI/AAAAAAAAAKE/yHk1D-y1lHQ/s1600/Choosing+to+See-+Chapman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TH6JDTmYYMI/AAAAAAAAAKE/yHk1D-y1lHQ/s200/Choosing+to+See-+Chapman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511993683841933506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God has asked us to do hard. This is what our family has been called to." Mary Beth Chapman spoke those words to her family after her five year old daughter Maria's death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard her story this September first when Family Life interviewed her and her Grammy award winning singer/songwriter husband Steve. She shared how their family life had been full of wonderful events and transitions just before it was severely jarred by grief. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Despite occasional quivers in her voice and sniffles while the host spoke, she demonstrated a firm trust in God's strength and goodness.  The grief had torn her like a killer in pursuit of her own life. She knew the enemy had come to steal, kill and destroy her family, but she held her children close and declared "He will not destroy our family over this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though devastated and shaken, she demonstrated her sure footing on the unshakable Rock. She chose, not felt, to keep trusting the God she had come to know over years of walking intimately with Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her book, &lt;em&gt;Choosing to SEE,&lt;/em&gt; will be an enlightening read. Especially if God has called you to 'do hard.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.familylife.com/site/c.dnJHKLNnFoG/b.3843443/k.809C/FamilyLife_Today.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you, or someone you love, been called to do hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What scriptures or other resources can you pull on for comfort? Instruction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also recommend Elizabeth A. Mitchell's book, &lt;em&gt;Journey for the Heart &lt;/em&gt;written about their faith as they journeyed with her son James who died at thirteen with a worn out transplanted heart. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TH6KetC78RI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xD3SRWnKtKc/s1600/Journey+for+the+Heart-+Mitchell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TH6KetC78RI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xD3SRWnKtKc/s200/Journey+for+the+Heart-+Mitchell.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511995254040686866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;http://blog.journeyfortheheart.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-1736128806499808074?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/1736128806499808074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=1736128806499808074&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/1736128806499808074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/1736128806499808074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-do-hard.html' title='To Do Hard'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TH6JDTmYYMI/AAAAAAAAAKE/yHk1D-y1lHQ/s72-c/Choosing+to+See-+Chapman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-1042879922831743754</id><published>2010-08-27T09:55:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T12:02:50.082-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Disciplines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Faith to Overcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/THfe95Aw0DI/AAAAAAAAAJs/A6iyTGPPilQ/s1600/woman+jumping+hurdle.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/THfe95Aw0DI/AAAAAAAAAJs/A6iyTGPPilQ/s200/woman+jumping+hurdle.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510117823968497714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep asking God to increase my faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people or things I love are thrown to the ground, I sometimes feel like the man who asked Jesus to heal his mute, epileptic son. Jesus' disciples had not been able to cast out the spirit, and the man wasn't so sure now that Jesus could do it either. &lt;em&gt;"Have mercy on us and help us, if you can"&lt;/em&gt; (Mark 9:22, NLT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“What do you mean, ‘If I can’?” Jesus asked. “Anything is possible if a person believes” &lt;/em&gt;(verse 23).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked into Jesus' eyes, &lt;em&gt;“I do believe, but help me overcome my unbelief!”&lt;/em&gt; (verse 24).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect Jesus' question penetrated this father's best hopes and fears. He believed, but he had his doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelief shrinks God to what we've seen and heard. When the limitations of our mind stop us short of the goal and when trusted experts hit the wall of their own expertise, hope get thrown to the ground like the young man. Our senses and experience lie that we are undone and tempt faith to step back from trusting God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the best times to turn to our Helper. Those are opportunities to let Jesus help us overcome blocks to belief -- to have overcoming faith. They are occasions for God's Holy Spirit to remind us of His presence and greater power at work in us. (See Philippians 2: 12-13; 2 Corinthians 10:3-6.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul says that hearing comes by faith through the word of Christ (Romans 10:17), and John writes, "The Spirit of truth ... will guide you into all truth." (John 16:13).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regular hearing, reading and applying God's word, then, is critical for opening us to the Word and the Spirit. They train us to jump unbelief's hurdles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we make ourselves available to Christ's transforming word, God's grace helps us hear Jesus asking, &lt;em&gt;'Do you believe I can do this?' &lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, Lord. Help me believe.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you become aware of doubt, look for your underlying belief: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you assume God doesn't love you? That God is surprised or disappointed by you? Or do you think God is either powerless or disinterested? Are you blaming God for consequences of your own behavior? Or are you projecting onto God? -- How do the scriptures speak specifically to the issue you have identified?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you do about your discoveries?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-1042879922831743754?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/1042879922831743754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=1042879922831743754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/1042879922831743754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/1042879922831743754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/08/faith-to-overcome.html' title='Faith to Overcome'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/THfe95Aw0DI/AAAAAAAAAJs/A6iyTGPPilQ/s72-c/woman+jumping+hurdle.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-3837444793765447696</id><published>2010-08-25T10:25:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T09:46:21.916-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intellect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overcome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doubt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unbelief'/><title type='text'>Unbelief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/THVPq4Q8JZI/AAAAAAAAAJk/B7aoFbStKF4/s1600/1_1250551392_shadowy-figure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/THVPq4Q8JZI/AAAAAAAAAJk/B7aoFbStKF4/s200/1_1250551392_shadowy-figure.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509397317234206098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggle with unbelief at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to admit it, but the temptation to disbelieve God lurks in the background waiting to sabotage my best efforts at faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was appalled when I first discovered this enemy living in my home. I denied its presence, incredulous that I was providing shelter for this saboteur of God's work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Moi?"&lt;/em&gt; I thought innocently. Unbelief had so subtly veiled my sight I could not even see clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At risk of oversimplification, I will share some steps I take to overpower this enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I have to acknowledge its presence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If we claim to have fellowship with him yet walk in the darkness, we lie and do not live by the truth. But if we walk in the light ... the blood of Jesus, [God's] Son, purifies us from all sin"&lt;/em&gt; (1 John 1:6-7, NIV). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Spirit of Christ is revealing a new nugget, I ask for discernment whether I need more information or whether there might be underlying unbelief holding me back from assimilating and agreeing with God's truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretending I always have faith with a only little doubt sprinkled on top is not enough to face unbelief in the eye. While my intellect is God-given for His worship and my joy, I have to agree that God, not my intellect, deserves the last word. When the enemy tries to deflect my trust in God's goodness, I must stand my ground... or rather, God's ground...in exorcising this monster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Every spirit that does not acknowledge Jesus is not from God... You, dear children, are from God and have overcome them, because the one who is in you is greater than the one who is in the world. " &lt;/em&gt;(1 John 4:3,4, NIV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, when God's Spirit sensitizes me to this attitude that hurts us both, I ask forgiveness for my part in playing hostess and then appropriate Christ's deliverance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God first revealed this awful house guest, I chose to believe the overcoming presence of Christ was greater than the lies that had snuck into my living space because of hurt, false teaching, disobedience or ignorance. Since Jesus shares His authority with His own, I opened the exit door and commanded unbelief, by name, to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Jesus' accomplishment on the cross that gives us the power to overcome unbelief. We continue to learn what is available to us as Christ followers as we read and study God's word -- not merely listen to others who do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My unbelief had been dressed reputably, but I had to agree with God's word that its clothes covered tentacles of pride and fear which curled around my heart and mind cutting off life flow. Instead, God wanted to enlarge my heart to hold more of the Almighty's presence and my spirit to discern the unseen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly want what God wants. So, when unbelief comes to my door hiding death under garments of apparent enlightenment, I count on my Lord for the power to overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you encountered unbelief masquerading in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How might the power of Jesus Christ practically impact your struggle?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (1 Corinthians 15:57, NIV)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-3837444793765447696?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/3837444793765447696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=3837444793765447696&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/3837444793765447696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/3837444793765447696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/08/unbelief.html' title='Unbelief'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/THVPq4Q8JZI/AAAAAAAAAJk/B7aoFbStKF4/s72-c/1_1250551392_shadowy-figure.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-445659618235952208</id><published>2010-08-12T16:31:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T23:06:39.091-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live fully'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conqueror'/><title type='text'>Living Fully at the Cash Register</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TGRcbvDI5AI/AAAAAAAAAJM/n-kq8GGpkBc/s1600/Woman+smiling+at+register.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504626276109444098" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TGRcbvDI5AI/AAAAAAAAAJM/n-kq8GGpkBc/s320/Woman+smiling+at+register.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 213px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pushed the wheelchair to the register without the dress we were hoping for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Mum’s first shopping trip in two years since her illness. Looking for suitable clothing had tired her out so I was conscious of the small talk the cashier was making with the customer ahead of us. &lt;em&gt;If she wouldn’t chit-chat with her friends, &lt;/em&gt;I thought, &lt;em&gt;we could get through more quickly. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was our turn, I found her warm -- not merely professional. I realized then that she was as genuinely friendly to us as she was to her previous customers. She directed us to where the better dresses were, and we wheeled over to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our second time through the line, I complimented her on her outstanding customer service. As I completed the form she offered me to write my commendations to management, I couldn’t help but wonder if she might be a Christ follower: she was extraordinarily personable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She efficiently took care of the sale, while she told us how she loved her job and considered it a blessing to be there. “I had been down for many, many months with an immune system disorder, not thinking I would ever recover.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But God is good and I’m now able to work again. Glory to God!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder, she was uncommon. Her can-do attitude was probably shaped, or at least strengthened, during her illness. Now her eyes and voice reflected an uncommon love of life and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect it may have been the powerlessness she experienced during her illness that propelled her into God's great power to conquer and live fully in each moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? ... No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.&lt;/em&gt; (Romans 8:35, 37, NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Consider how your daily life might be transformed if you realized your health was in jeopardy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How might you give your frustrations to Christ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meditate on the love of Jesus Christ pouring into your life at your point of greatest need.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-445659618235952208?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/445659618235952208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=445659618235952208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/445659618235952208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/445659618235952208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/08/living-fully-at-cash-register.html' title='Living Fully at the Cash Register'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TGRcbvDI5AI/AAAAAAAAAJM/n-kq8GGpkBc/s72-c/Woman+smiling+at+register.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-3455705364606942153</id><published>2010-07-20T21:19:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:52:23.166-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High Priest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confidence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfamiliar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Word of God'/><title type='text'>Familiar Yet New</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TEev9zD4aHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Bj4zS4w5qj4/s1600/Unpacking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TEev9zD4aHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Bj4zS4w5qj4/s320/Unpacking.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496555346442348658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you unpacked?" That's the question I have been asked lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, but I'm getting there." I'm still looking for ways to organize this new house in between finding my way in an unfamiliar city, cooking, doing laundry, and unpacking another box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An interesting discovery has been how my morning times in the Scriptures and prayer have grounded me. In a time of unfamiliar roads, grocery stores, and light switches, when I sit in the same brown chair, though in a different room with a new view, I am "home." The same Lord, the same Word who spoke so regularly in the old place still speaks here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I read from Hebrews 4, a chapter which continues to intrigue me as I discover its gems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Today, if you hear his voice, &lt;br /&gt;      do not harden your hearts." &lt;/em&gt; (verse 7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today ...  hear his voice" eased into my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after is this recognizable verse (12):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the word of God is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today&lt;/em&gt; I can hear the living word of God. &lt;em&gt;Today&lt;/em&gt; that word can speak cleansing. &lt;em&gt;Today&lt;/em&gt; I can have confidence in the Word who is also my High Priest. He sympathizes with my displacement and gives me rest even when the work of unpacking and reorganizing stares me down (see verses 14-16).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the midst of the unfamiliar, I am confident. His familiar voice speaks what I need to know or remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I will unpack my heart with my High Priest, confident of His help as I call on him for the most mundane things. That's when I &lt;em&gt;"receive mercy and find grace to help ... in ... time of need."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That familiar voice speaks a new word this day. What a solace in my time of upheaval!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you need to unpack with Jesus Christ, our High Priest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are in a challenging day, what 'new' word do you need?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-3455705364606942153?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/3455705364606942153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=3455705364606942153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/3455705364606942153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/3455705364606942153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/07/familiar-yet-new.html' title='Familiar Yet New'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TEev9zD4aHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Bj4zS4w5qj4/s72-c/Unpacking.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-6727269484360436942</id><published>2010-06-14T18:08:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T15:34:30.861-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comments'/><title type='text'>How to Share Your Comments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TCEQHg1sjzI/AAAAAAAAAI8/QJJqH23mLLI/s1600/Typing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 89px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TCEQHg1sjzI/AAAAAAAAAI8/QJJqH23mLLI/s200/Typing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485683542374256434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have mentioned that you read my blog, thank you for your encouragement. Several, though, have said they didn't know how to post comments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for the "comments" link at the bottom of each post. Click on it and you'll get a screen where you can share your thoughts. You may share annonymously or you may give your name. (I like to know who I'm talking with, but would prefer an anonymous thought to none at all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very thankful for the people who already share their thoughts with me. Extrovert that I am, it makes me feel as if I am connecting in a meaningful way. So join us, won't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be moving to Muncie the end of this month, so I probably won't post for a few weeks in favor of packing and more packing. I'll appreciate your prayers as we transition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you communicate with God, what helps you best hear the Holy Spirit's input?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-6727269484360436942?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/6727269484360436942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=6727269484360436942&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6727269484360436942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6727269484360436942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-to-share-your-comments.html' title='How to Share Your Comments'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TCEQHg1sjzI/AAAAAAAAAI8/QJJqH23mLLI/s72-c/Typing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-1236547971911464952</id><published>2010-06-14T10:04:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T23:03:52.091-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abraham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacrifice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>Shorn Hair and The Holy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TBbzJmL1-EI/AAAAAAAAAI0/9zrgGAE-XZs/s1600/ShirleyPeter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TBbzJmL1-EI/AAAAAAAAAI0/9zrgGAE-XZs/s200/ShirleyPeter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482836942564751426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In place of her flowing hair a feathered headband cupped her recently shaved head. She didn't look as if she was on the other side of cancer, so I wondered why this dramatic transformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to hug her and commented on the half inch growth framing her bright face. She was astonished that I didn't know that Peter had a bout with cancer, and she had shaved her head to stand with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more her story unfolded, the more I was aware that the ground underneath me was burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now I know how Abraham could sacrifice his Isaac," she told me. "I got to the place where I understood anything God did was good and for Peter's best. So I'd pray that God would have his complete way in his life. If he needed to vomit, let him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley stepped a foot away and continued. "Then I'd put on my Mommy hat and ask the Lord to please have mercy on him. Please don't let him be wiped out by the vomitting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sensed the weight of what had happened. Not only had her hair been shorn. Her will had been. And out of releasing her hair and her son -- both familiar and beautiful -- had come a greater beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her broken heart had expanded. Her shattered dreams had kaliedoscoped. Her best desires for her son had been replaced by a Desire much greater: complex beyond comprehension, yet thoroughly good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was going to hear about a hair cut. Instead, I stood in the presence of the Holy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would be a costly sacrifice for you? How do you think God might provide (or has already provided) for you to live confidently in your shorn moments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(See Genesis 22 for Abraham and Isaac's experience with costly worship.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-1236547971911464952?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/1236547971911464952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=1236547971911464952&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/1236547971911464952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/1236547971911464952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/06/shorn-hair-and-holy.html' title='Shorn Hair and The Holy'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TBbzJmL1-EI/AAAAAAAAAI0/9zrgGAE-XZs/s72-c/ShirleyPeter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-2429407711651314049</id><published>2010-06-03T19:48:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T20:18:13.991-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firmness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger'/><title type='text'>Marker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TAhF71oPZbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fCBvQ71RfT4/s1600/girls-skirts2-415x390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TAhF71oPZbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fCBvQ71RfT4/s200/girls-skirts2-415x390.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478705841006667186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the worst mother when I refused to allow my then chubby 12 year old to wear a stylish but short skirt. I was firm, but she pressed back with everything she had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was hard to find stylish clothes to fit her, so I knew my input was devastating. More than wanting her to feel pretty, I wanted her to dress tastefully and understand modesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agreed: we’d ask her father’s input. He was a fair man and had balanced my more stringent cultural background on different occasions, so she had a shred of hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he agreed that the outfit was unbecoming for our daughter, her eyes flashed and her words nailed the air with disgust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it became a marker in her life. Despite the anger she felt, she remembers that we cared enough to stand up for her best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes God insists on His way despite what we've clearly told Him was best. Thankfully, our anger does not deter His goodness ... and we live to thank Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s when we look back and appreciate the firm Kindness that covered us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"As the heavens are higher than the earth,&lt;br /&gt;so are my ways higher than your ways&lt;br /&gt;and my thoughts than your thoughts" &lt;/em&gt;(Isaiah 55:9, NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you recall an incident that seemed devasting but which actually worked to your benefit in the long run?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-2429407711651314049?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/2429407711651314049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=2429407711651314049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/2429407711651314049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/2429407711651314049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/06/marker.html' title='Marker'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/TAhF71oPZbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fCBvQ71RfT4/s72-c/girls-skirts2-415x390.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-1344149873905053166</id><published>2010-05-26T20:14:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T11:58:45.078-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elderly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yeshua'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Almighty'/><title type='text'>Yeshua Almighty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S_3BLMRv1vI/AAAAAAAAAIk/B-ghFwowhQ4/s1600/Elderly%2520Woman%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S_3BLMRv1vI/AAAAAAAAAIk/B-ghFwowhQ4/s200/Elderly%2520Woman%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475745119970776818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was bent and looked up from a weathered face of 81 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a quality beyond her looks that drew me to her. I'd been sitting next to her making occasional small talk at the gate. She was articulate, though a bit forgetful, and I could tell she was worried about getting her carry-on luggage in the overhead compartments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt an assignment to make sure she felt secure... as if she were family. I helped remind her where her seat was: one behind mine. To reassure her, I waved to her before I started to sit. The man behind me asked if I'd like to trade seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So began a conversation that left us both changed. "You understand older people, don't you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I always ask the Lord to guide me to meaningful conversations or good rest whenever I fly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came from a home where her mother hated her. Her older sister, before she died, apologized for being so mean to her. It reminded me of Cinderella, except Hilda had had no carriage, no glass slipper, and no palace life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did have a man who had been interested in her and courted her for years. But she was afraid that his controlling sister and mother were only too familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, a year after his death, she was grieving what she could have had, missing his care, wondering if it might have worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked of faith, of the "Almighty" as she referred to G-O-D, and commented on His surprising similarity to the Jesus I talked about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't think she was the poorer for her experiences. Just sad. I reminded her of Joseph's comment to his brothers. "You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good" (Genesis 50:20).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They could have made her bitter, those close encounters with rejection. But they didn't. She described how she broke the generational meanness by deliberately speaking encouragment into a younger relative who had also been picked on. There was a sensitivity, an openness to others who were vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times she looked straight into my eyes and I into hers. Brokenness met brokenness. "Mine keeps being mended by Yeshua," I told her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How do you pronounce 'Yeshua' in Hebrew?" I asked. "You don't," she flashed back with a smile. In spite of her custom, I knew that same Yeshua would reveal more of Himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shared slices of our lives and precious discoveries from our faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She nodded. "I'm very glad we had this conversation. It has helped me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad too, Hilda. May Yeshua, closer than a brother, be your comfort and your peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There is a friend who sticks closer than a brother" &lt;/em&gt;(Proverbs 18:24).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How have you experienced Christ saving presence in the twists of your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Note: Name and photograph have been changed.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-1344149873905053166?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/1344149873905053166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=1344149873905053166&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/1344149873905053166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/1344149873905053166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/05/she-was-tiny-bent-and-had-weathered.html' title='Yeshua Almighty'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S_3BLMRv1vI/AAAAAAAAAIk/B-ghFwowhQ4/s72-c/Elderly%2520Woman%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-1293500323892124147</id><published>2010-05-12T22:12:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T22:28:43.543-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='provisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guidance'/><title type='text'>Cloud Covering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S-tr5T3ktOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/OYm0z2-x-oE/s1600/CloudoverMojaveDesert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S-tr5T3ktOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/OYm0z2-x-oE/s200/CloudoverMojaveDesert.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470584804701680866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"[God] spread out a cloud as a covering,&lt;br /&gt;and a fire to give light at night"&lt;/em&gt; (Psalm 105:20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is one little verse out of forty-five, and one provision of several others the psalmist describes. He urges the people to rejoice in their great God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sing to him, sing praise to him; tell of all his wonderful acts.... Remember the wonders he has done, his miracles, and the judgments he pronounced" &lt;/em&gt;(verses 2 and 5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The psalmist recounts the miracles God used to deliver Israel from Egypt and to supply their needs in the desert. He produced plagues of frogs, gnats, and locusts in Egypt, and  supplies of quail, manna, and water in the desert.  Their covenant-keeping God was doing the miraculous to help them get to a place to worship Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was the cloud covering that caught my eye this morning. A cloud to stay the scorching heat. A cloud in the waterless desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never trekked across north African desert, but pictures record endless sand dunes and hot, rainless skies. I find it amazing that God would use a cloud to stay the heat and guide them at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending on our desert, God will provide the cloud. Our desert and cloud may look quite different from the picture above. The desert might be a glamorous place filled with sound and lights, and the cloud the pages of a Psalm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, God reminded me that He would provide just what I need, and would guide me in the way I needed to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to ask. &lt;em&gt;"They asked, and he ...satisfied them ...."&lt;/em&gt; (verse 40)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What does your desert look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What provision or guidance do you need, and have you asked God for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which of God's "wonderful acts" prompts you to share His goodness and power?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-1293500323892124147?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/1293500323892124147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=1293500323892124147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/1293500323892124147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/1293500323892124147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/05/cloud-covering.html' title='Cloud Covering'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S-tr5T3ktOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/OYm0z2-x-oE/s72-c/CloudoverMojaveDesert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-979761244732045473</id><published>2010-05-07T22:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T09:10:38.176-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='provisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s love'/><title type='text'>Kindness and the Lawnmower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S-G4tMlFRQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/mi4h9vc5fho/s1600/winterlawn%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S-G4tMlFRQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/mi4h9vc5fho/s400/winterlawn%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467854509214876930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lawn mower decided not to start. That was after the lawn got a growth spurt from the rains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our yard was beginning to look like we'd moved out already: the grass had to have been five inches high! I drove in from work and despaired that our lawn looked even worse between our neighbors' manicured yards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I was working on my computer and I looked out and watched Sue drive her mower beyond her property boundary, making repeated loops from her lawn to ours. With each turn, the side of our property was mowed. I was grateful because each fresh cut leveled a portion of my embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out to apologize and explain the reason we hadn't cut our grass. Then I went to the shed to bring the lawnmower to the garage. I looked up to see Garry walking toward me offering to help me get it started as he had the week before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I explained my predicament, he helped me lift the lawnmower into the car, angle it and disassemble the handle so it could fit in the sloping hatch back -- a tedious task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving home the next evening, I wondered how I could borrow or rent a lawnmower. I pulled in the drive and saw the front lawn neatly mowed. Honestly, the surprise sent me into giggles of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbor smiled when I went to thank her. She was happy to help. After all, my husband had helped hers when he was doing some construction, she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I watched Garry use his rider to mow down the overgrowth in the back. Sam, our neighbor behind, mowed our extra 4 foot behind his yard to our tree line. How wonderful to have neighbors who help in practical ways! I'm amazed at their kindness and deeply thankful for their help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God showed me love through my neighbors and their lawnmowers. They fulfilled Christ's law of love and my needs were lavishly met. That serendipity endears my Lord to me and makes me love Him more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus.&lt;/em&gt; (Philippians 4:1, NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any need that has grown beyond your ability? Have you asked for God's intervention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You obey the law of Christ when you offer each other a helping hand&lt;/em&gt;. (Galatians 6:2, CEV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might you extend a helping hand to your neighbor when you see a need with which you can help? Will you acknowledge the joy God must also receive as you express Christ's law of love to others?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-979761244732045473?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/979761244732045473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=979761244732045473&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/979761244732045473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/979761244732045473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/05/kindness-and-lawnmower.html' title='Kindness and the Lawnmower'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S-G4tMlFRQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/mi4h9vc5fho/s72-c/winterlawn%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-8498457364879747830</id><published>2010-04-28T21:56:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T12:41:15.872-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='undivided attention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='looking to Jesus'/><title type='text'>One Little Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S9kBweUsOlI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ZAozSVBED7U/s1600/eyesonjesus%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S9kBweUsOlI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ZAozSVBED7U/s320/eyesonjesus%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465401555076004434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I read Hebrews 12:2 in the New King James Version. It says, &lt;em&gt;“Looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was “unto” that first got my attention. I tried substitutes: “toward,” “up to,” “at,” and wondered how the different nuances might affect the way I looked to Jesus. Then I noticed my study bible had an explanation of “looking” from the Greek word, “aphorao.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is made of 2 words: apo, “away from,” and horao, “to see.” It denotes attention that is riveted to the object; undivided attention, without distraction, so the onlooker’s gaze is fixed on one object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New International Version translates the phrase, &lt;em&gt;“Fix your eyes on Jesus.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when I rivet my eyes on Jesus? Or gaze upon His beauty? What if I lock in to try and absorb grandeur or power beyond my comprehension? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that how Jesus looked to His Father? Is that how He could stay on His Father’s track when hoards of people clamored for His attention and needed quick fixes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect Jesus’ early hours with His Father were extremely focused. He knew the value of the relationship, of locking eyes, focusing, and keeping the main thing the main thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must try to remember this word -- aphorao (af-or-&lt;em&gt;ah&lt;/em&gt;-oh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Oh the wonder when I see Him, when I really look TO Him. It’s that look, that gaze, that persevering focus that keeps me encouraged. He endured past the cross and the shame. Because of His persistent focus, He pushed past weariness and finished His earthly assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With His returned look, so will I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What helps you fix your eyes on Jesus? &lt;br /&gt;What helps you keep distractions to a minimum?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-8498457364879747830?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/8498457364879747830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=8498457364879747830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8498457364879747830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8498457364879747830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-little-word.html' title='One Little Word'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S9kBweUsOlI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ZAozSVBED7U/s72-c/eyesonjesus%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-2232878733163023156</id><published>2010-04-14T22:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T22:27:30.754-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nebula'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><title type='text'>Stop and Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S8fCz8J8skI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sTO6neElxx8/s1600/largecrab+nebula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S8fCz8J8skI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sTO6neElxx8/s200/largecrab+nebula.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460547270786986562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lost 30 minutes waiting for a gate to open for our arriving flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gail knew the Atlanta airport well and she recommended that the moveable walkway would be as quick as the train to the next gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it wasn't long before I realized I had to pick up my pace to make my connection, so I respectfully asked if she'd mind if I went ahead. I doubled my pace even on the moving walkway and was making great strides. That is, till I spotted some splashes of color on hanging canvases in the corridor ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I approached I recognized beautiful colored photographs of the universe, of its nebula, constellations, and galaxies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They arrested me. I briefly forgot the flight and gazed at the configurations of color, the incalculable lights, and the unfathomable distances documented. I was filled with the awesomeness of their splendor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something deep within me called out to applaud and pay homage to the Creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a few long looks, my face wreathing into smiles as I observed the neon green, blue, and pink from the superimposed telescope images. I couldn't assimilate the incomprehensible distances they referenced, but I gawked, my mind stretching, my heart laughing with delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I had to move back into hurry mode, I wanted to flag down all who passed by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at what our Lord created! Don't rush by so quickly. This is not the work of an amateur or of a small deity.  Stop and worship. Absorb the grandeur as best you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This God knows your name, the hairs on your head, your dreams and your frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O Lord, our Lord, your majestic name fills the earth!&lt;br /&gt;      Your glory is higher than the heavens....&lt;br /&gt; When I look at the night sky and see the work of your fingers—&lt;br /&gt;      the moon and the stars you set in place—&lt;br /&gt; what are mere mortals that you should think about them,&lt;br /&gt;      human beings that you should care for them?"&lt;/em&gt; Psalm 8:1, 3-4 (NLT) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I couldn't linger in front of those pictures, they have lingered in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They remind me of the joy of relishing God's majesty and my need to stop and look for God's fingerprints wherever I see them... including in the Atlanta airport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings, and not one of them is forgotten before God? But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not therefore: ye are of more value than many sparrows." &lt;/em&gt;(Luke 12:6-7, NIV). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To what might you need to attend to celebrate God's thoughts toward you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything you can do to develop attentiveness to God's majesty?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-2232878733163023156?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/2232878733163023156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=2232878733163023156&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/2232878733163023156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/2232878733163023156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-had-lost-30-minutes-transit-time.html' title='Stop and Worship'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S8fCz8J8skI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sTO6neElxx8/s72-c/largecrab+nebula.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-3697086083387798886</id><published>2010-04-07T22:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T13:22:30.761-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fragrance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expressive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><title type='text'>Unpretentious Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S74OzSjBmVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QUqDq5tLfQg/s1600/hand-raised-in-worship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S74OzSjBmVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QUqDq5tLfQg/s320/hand-raised-in-worship.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457816072734480722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in a gathering where you notice people who genuinely worship, unrestricted by others around them? What a joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Resurrection Sunday, we were worshipping Jesus who had publicly poured out His love for us on the cross. We were celebrating the power of the empty tomb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the privilege of sitting behind Philip. Occasionally, I'd glimpse his face: eyes closed yet focused, expression peaceful but passionate. Tall and slim, this young man's unpretentious worship fanned the fire in my own heart. Unconcerned with people around him, it was as if just he and the Lord were in the sanctuary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I chose to be outwardly expressive also. It was appropriate, and he had led the way into the holy place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I observe a fellow pilgrim worship from that deep inner place, pouring out adoration like precious perfume, the fragrance of Christ fills my own heart. Then the fragrance spreads to others, and Christ becomes visible beyond our worship style, the length of our arms, or the color of our necks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare not look long at those worshippers, because I seem to be intruding on their holy space. But beyond that, my own heart longs to join in the adoration so due our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But thanks be to God, who always leads us in triumphal procession in Christ and through us spreads everywhere the fragrance of the knowledge of him. For we are to God the aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing."&lt;/em&gt; (2 Corinthians 2:14-15, NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you able to abandon others opinions of you and publicly express honor and love to Christ who poured out His love for you? If not, what keeps you hostage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How clean and lovely is the fragrance God spreads through you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-3697086083387798886?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/3697086083387798886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=3697086083387798886&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/3697086083387798886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/3697086083387798886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/04/unpretentious-worship.html' title='Unpretentious Worship'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S74OzSjBmVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QUqDq5tLfQg/s72-c/hand-raised-in-worship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-8637511449097754080</id><published>2010-03-25T19:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T19:58:21.064-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paid the price'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walk free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redemption'/><title type='text'>So We Can Walk Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S66bW6K5zII/AAAAAAAAAHc/eSI14_06Bwg/s1600/christ-on-the-cross%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 131px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S66bW6K5zII/AAAAAAAAAHc/eSI14_06Bwg/s200/christ-on-the-cross%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453467016666664066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I meditate on the cross, I am overwhelmed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus went through hell so I could experience heaven… so I wouldn’t have to be eternally tied, hell bound by my sins and circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t pretty. Neither was my sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus took it all on His body. Beaten bloody beyond recognition, God’s Son suffered without speaking out for His innocence. Satan gloated over Christ’s death, but our Savior still had the upper hand, completely submitted to His Father. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betrayed with 30 silver coins, our Jesus paid an unthinkable price for our freedom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The value of what this uncommon Savior spent on us was more than a mine full of coveted diamonds, more than bread to feed all nations, more than wine to make many hearts merry, and more than the costliest fragrances of the world -- immeasurably more! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The precious Bread of Life, the fragrance of heaven, gave us His all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He bought us back from the one who had entrapped us from Eden’s days. He stands before the Father upholding the repaid debt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can walk free. The accuser has no more legal recourse. We need to remember this when we see his accusing finger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God paid an unimaginably steep price for our life and freedom. Such extravagant love ties our heart to Lord Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus has already paid the price we couldn’t pay. Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And walk free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery. &lt;/em&gt;(Galatians 5:1, NIV)&lt;br /&gt; See also 1 John 1:7-9, and Isaiah 53.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you counting on Christ’s finished work at the cross so you can live the life He intended for you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any place where you have slipped back into the burden of trying to be righteous all by yourself?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-8637511449097754080?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/8637511449097754080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=8637511449097754080&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8637511449097754080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8637511449097754080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-we-can-walk-free.html' title='So We Can Walk Free'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S66bW6K5zII/AAAAAAAAAHc/eSI14_06Bwg/s72-c/christ-on-the-cross%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-8624324957327288750</id><published>2010-03-17T20:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T23:15:28.431-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obedience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='covenant'/><title type='text'>My People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S6GUZ5Qp9FI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rcoilb-VCWo/s1600-h/wedding+ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 94px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S6GUZ5Qp9FI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rcoilb-VCWo/s320/wedding+ring.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449800196683330642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was drawn to the phrase "My people," from the familiar passage, 2 Chronicles 7:14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of how intentionally God creates a people for Himself. The author of true life and love wants to deliver, lavish love, and form His people into a holy group. God’s love in Christ includes each heart that says “Yes” to all the King’s holy purposes. Those purposes include the joy of worshiping the one true God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, all-knowing, our Lord speaks a caveat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God had warned them … several times… prior to this occasion of the temple dedication. If they obeyed or disobeyed, they would reap consequences in the fruitfulness of their homes, land, and in their relationships with the neighboring nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When I shut up the heavens so that there is no rain, or command locusts to devour the land or send a plague among my people, if my people...  will humble themselves… and seek my face…”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knew those times would come. God knew that His people, who were excited in their new temple, would later slide into worshiping gods of their own making though they continued their religious rituals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so like the Israelites. And God's kindness and forgiveness are still as reliable as the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Like a groom desiring his betrothed, like a father instructing his children, and like a hen protecting her chicks, the Covenant Keeper provides ways to re-establish relationship and restore covenant. If we will turn again to the Lord, He will forgive us. If we will seek His face above all others, God promises to heal our land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you one of God's people? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Meditation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light"&lt;/em&gt; (1 Peter 2:9, NIV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one of God's people, are you good advertising?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-8624324957327288750?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/8624324957327288750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=8624324957327288750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8624324957327288750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8624324957327288750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-people.html' title='My People'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S6GUZ5Qp9FI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rcoilb-VCWo/s72-c/wedding+ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-9177768454852662462</id><published>2010-03-10T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:26:00.302-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comparison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praying scripture'/><title type='text'>Praise Practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S5hUG2PxLlI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DyfPt_oPA9g/s1600-h/PikeRiverWI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 101px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S5hUG2PxLlI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DyfPt_oPA9g/s320/PikeRiverWI.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447196225922215506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have prayed with people who weep, with folk who sing their prayers, and with people who pray through lists. At first, I did what most novices do. I compared myself with seasoned pray-ers and their various styles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought, 'There's no way I can pray like her!' But my heart longed to improve. To pray better. More effectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started asking God to help me pray like the ones who seemed confident that God was hearing. They seemed to know God well. I would recognize Scripture woven into their prayers with praise sprinkled everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praised flowed fluently from one of my friends, while I found praising God beyond 30 seconds difficult. It was just too easy to fall back into asking for things! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To replace my old gimme habit with a longer time of praise, I found the Scriptures the best tool. I'd find a psalm and make the words my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I did that more frequently and for longer times, I found my heart became lighter. It was easier to tell God how I loved and appreciated Him. I started smiling more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That motivated me to find other passages to pray: Chronicles, Revelation, Ephesians. The more I joined Biblical streams of praise, the more my heart flowed with joy. Practice praying the scriptures gave me what both God and I wanted. I was enjoying His "river of delights."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; "How priceless is your unfailing love! &lt;br /&gt;Both high and low among men &lt;br /&gt;find refuge in the shadow of your wings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They feast on the abundance of your house; &lt;br /&gt;you give them drink from your river of delights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For with you is the fountain of life; &lt;br /&gt;in your light we see light." &lt;/em&gt;             Psalm 36:7-9, NIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've never tried practicing praise, perhaps you can ask God's help to guide you to scriptures you can turn into prayers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you find that the more you praise, the more God whets your appetite for His presence? I'd love to hear your experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try timing yourself. Thirty seconds is longer than you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-9177768454852662462?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/9177768454852662462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=9177768454852662462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/9177768454852662462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/9177768454852662462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/03/praise-practice.html' title='Praise Practice'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S5hUG2PxLlI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DyfPt_oPA9g/s72-c/PikeRiverWI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-9009083666181873184</id><published>2010-02-25T11:11:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T14:25:32.925-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confesssion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busyness'/><title type='text'>When the Kitchen Sink Backs Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S4ak64jJQ3I/AAAAAAAAAG0/qqLcFatgQs8/s1600-h/plugged+sink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 123px; height: 131px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S4ak64jJQ3I/AAAAAAAAAG0/qqLcFatgQs8/s200/plugged+sink.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442218531242984306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I washed my dishes in the bathtub. That's because I couldn't rinse them easily in the basin -- my first choice after the kitchen sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier that day, I'd worked on the plugged kitchen sink: baking soda, vinegar, hot water. Repeated applications. I got the bubbling going, but no real release of whatever the problem was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pulled out the big guns and emptied my bottle of gel Drano. Some bubbling, but not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd heard something that sounded a little odd in the garbage disposal, but didn't feel anything with a hand search. So I promptly moved on to the next thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plumber arrived today. He had to do underground work: dismantle and drain the pipes, so he could solve the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like our spiritual lives, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is a little thing clogging our relationship with God, we need to deal with it and keep the drains open. If not, it can attract other junk and lay dormant or hidden from view till it causes you an unpleasant STOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder God calls us to confess our sins to one another (James 5:16), pour out our hearts to Him (Psalm 62:8), and ask for a clean heart and a renewed spirit (Psalm 51:10). When we notice something that's not quite right, we do well to look more closely, and as soon as possible, instead of hurriedly going back to our busy routines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regularly praying Psalm 51 makes us proactive in asking for God to deep clean and reveal what junk needs to be confessed, what attitude needs to be developed, and what fruit of the Spirit needs to be nurtured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Wash away all my iniquity &lt;br /&gt;       and cleanse me from my sin.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create in me a pure heart, O God, &lt;br /&gt;       and renew a steadfast spirit within me.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restore to me the joy of your salvation &lt;br /&gt;       and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me."&lt;/em&gt; Psalm 51:2,10,12 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there some attitude that could harden into a block if unattended by you and the Holy Spirit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you invite God's counsel on an issue that needs attention?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-9009083666181873184?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/9009083666181873184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=9009083666181873184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/9009083666181873184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/9009083666181873184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-kitchen-sink-backs-up.html' title='When the Kitchen Sink Backs Up'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S4ak64jJQ3I/AAAAAAAAAG0/qqLcFatgQs8/s72-c/plugged+sink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-6695059409154093014</id><published>2010-02-18T21:13:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:18:18.584-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sponsor'/><title type='text'>Sponsor a Child - Compassion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S39a56HYsxI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Q9QbHZB51d4/s1600-h/RW6390021TuyiezereEfrance.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S39a56HYsxI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Q9QbHZB51d4/s200/RW6390021TuyiezereEfrance.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440166825786127122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.compassion.com/"&gt;Sponsor a Child - Compassion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Efrance, a young girl from Rwanda. Neither she nor I write regularly, but I appreciate her letters, and I expect she does mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to draw your attention to Compassion, a Christ honoring and effective ministry among third world families who need some physical help. Compassion helps the families and schools their children. It's been a blessing for us to sponsor Compassion children for several years now and I look forward to meeting them one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do check out the ministry. The link (underlined) above will take you to their site and see some of the children waiting to be sponsored. You will also have an opportunity to support the work in Haiti, young leaders, or a child who might be waiting on your commitment. Your heart just might be captured and enlarged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've ever wanted to sponsor a child, but procrastination got the better of you, now might be a good time for you to do so. They are in Haiti as well as several other countries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't afford to sponsor a child, perhaps you could pray for the ministry or make a one time donation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-6695059409154093014?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/6695059409154093014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=6695059409154093014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6695059409154093014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6695059409154093014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/02/sponsor-child-compassion.html' title='Sponsor a Child - Compassion'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S39a56HYsxI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Q9QbHZB51d4/s72-c/RW6390021TuyiezereEfrance.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-8898971087890813008</id><published>2010-02-12T00:08:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T11:37:16.920-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='next steps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raging waters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obedience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joshua'/><title type='text'>Put your Foot in the Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S3x-bzk43ZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/d3JZW-gdzuw/s1600-h/JordanRiver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 96px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S3x-bzk43ZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/d3JZW-gdzuw/s320/JordanRiver.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439361466123214226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, my devotional took me to &lt;em&gt;Joshua chapters 3 and 4&lt;/em&gt;. My guess is that you may not read much from Joshua either, so I encourage you to read the passage for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God instructs us to do something difficult, God will show us how to accomplish His goals. Even if it means crossing a river at flood stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are like the tribes of Israel who were progressing toward their promised land. Unlike the tribes of Israel though, our enemies are often internal, like fear or procrastination. However, if we are attentive for God's voice, He will give us details for our next steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crossing the river was the only way do what God instructed -- conquer the land of promise. But raging waters are no match for people, and they knew that. To take the precious ark and stand in swirling waters must have been dangerous. But God told them to do it, and they did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God was the One with the power they needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scriptures say that as soon as the priests put their feet in the water, God stopped the flood so the whole army could walk through on dry ground. Can you imagine their joy as they took stones from the river bed to build a marker for this miracle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God has spoken clearly, then God will take care of the consequences of our obedience. Even if it seems treacherous, God will take us across the river. After all, He has the power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What might you be afraid of in taking the next step to following Christ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What intervention do you need from God to obediently cross your river?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I found the picture of the Jordan River at an interesting site that develops many lessons from the account. Though I only scanned it, it looks meaty and worth a visit. http://mudpreacher.files.wordpress.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-8898971087890813008?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/8898971087890813008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=8898971087890813008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8898971087890813008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/8898971087890813008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/02/put-your-foot-in-water.html' title='Put your Foot in the Water'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S3x-bzk43ZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/d3JZW-gdzuw/s72-c/JordanRiver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-6402582595116813011</id><published>2010-02-03T15:46:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T09:58:53.276-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiet time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cry out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pressure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desperation'/><title type='text'>Desperation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S2xn_Ac-pQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/tyvJt7UpYOc/s1600-h/kat_9_0632TONED-RainGround.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S2xn_Ac-pQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/tyvJt7UpYOc/s200/kat_9_0632TONED-RainGround.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434833182480311554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling desperate is awful. Lonely. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, as I've experienced the fruit that desperation can bear, I'm more easily able to thank God for how He will use my situation to transform me. So, by the grace of God, desperation is a door to a wider place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, in my circle of acquaintances, there are &lt;em&gt;several&lt;/em&gt; people who are feeling desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death, economic pressure, job loss, personal failure, anger, fear, feeling out of control... these are some of the pressures we face. These are hard situations, not easy to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I was a young mother. My husband was gone many days and evenings with his new job, and I, hundreds of miles from my family, was trying to be a good mother. I was doing a good enough job, but in my eyes, I was failing miserably. No matter how much resolve I mustered, I could not seem to be the even keeled mother I wanted to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During that time I became depressed, which, in turn, made me aware of my need for someone wiser to help me sift through the important things, and let the unimportant blow away. I was sweating the small stuff as I juggled being a young wife and mom in a new community with a yet undeveloped support group. In addition, in my public life I was trying to be the pastor's wife I thought I should be -- no small demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried out to God from the depths of my being. And God heard me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"My salvation and my honor depend on God; he is my mighty rock, my refuge. Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge" &lt;/em&gt;Psalm 62:7-8, NIV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; a good time to trust Him. As I poured out my heart to God, Mercy led me to a book, &lt;em&gt;Women Who Do Too Much&lt;/em&gt;,(Zondervan,1992) by Patricia Sprinkle. God used it to pry me out of a rut and see my situation with new eyes. Then Grace lead me to Hosea 12:10 which helped till and water my fallow ground. I knew I had to camp there for a while, so I memorized the verse. The repetition and focus helped me absorb its truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sow for yourselves righteousness, reap the fruit of unfailing love, &lt;br /&gt;and break up your unplowed ground; for it is time to seek the LORD, until he comes and showers righteousness on you" &lt;/em&gt; Hosea 12:10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From ground freshly prepared by desperation's vulnerability, I reaped a more consistent time with the Lord. No longer was it a good thing. It had become necessary: like breath for life or rain for parched ground. That was the lesson. And that led me to a daily, transforming interaction with the Word of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an opportune time to seek the Lord, and as I did, God came to me with soothing showers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it hard to admit you are desperate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you identify good fruit that God has grown out of your desperation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you know God's love and mercy will bring good out of it, would you pause and thank God for a difficult situation? (Romans 8:28)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-6402582595116813011?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/6402582595116813011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=6402582595116813011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6402582595116813011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6402582595116813011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/02/desperation.html' title='Desperation'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S2xn_Ac-pQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/tyvJt7UpYOc/s72-c/kat_9_0632TONED-RainGround.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-4992962271309768950</id><published>2010-01-27T19:18:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T08:49:08.236-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praying scripture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty of holiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corporate prayer'/><title type='text'>An Experience with the Beauty of Holiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S2Dojua_xBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/3a4rMkfckWc/s1600-h/PrayerGroupwww.renovare.us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S2Dojua_xBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/3a4rMkfckWc/s200/PrayerGroupwww.renovare.us.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431596851063145490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always intrigues me to observe how the Holy Spirit weaves a theme when people pray together with unified purpose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,  three friends and I met to pray for local government and church leaders in our city. The theme that developed was holiness: the beauty of God's holy presence, and holiness expressed through His people. One friend prayed for holiness to be more evident in the church. Another prayed that we would see God's face. A third praised God for His beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We interceded on behalf of various groups -- pastors, worship leaders, small group teachers -- then, toward the end of our session, we came to a place of unusual silence. It was not the silence of the "heaviness" of God's presence, not the kind that hushes you with awe. It was a pause indicating a shift was coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we chose to start reading and praying Scripture, starting with Revelation 5, a chapter that describes worship around the throne room of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 5 reads, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"In a loud voice they sang: &lt;br /&gt;   'Worthy is the Lamb, who was slain, &lt;br /&gt;   to receive power and wealth and wisdom and strength &lt;br /&gt;   and honor and glory and praise!'" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we didn't sing the words, we did read loudly -- more loudly than usual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Carol turned to Psalm 99 and prayed verse 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'We exalt you, LORD our God &lt;br /&gt;       and worship at Your holy mountain, &lt;br /&gt;       for the LORD our God is holy.'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we read in unison, sometimes one of us prayed a passage we'd noticed. The more we read, the stronger our voices grew. It was as if God's Spirit was fanning glowing embers into a fire. I felt I was getting a shot of joy. I listened and participated as we prayed excerpts from the Psalms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From time to time,  two of us would start praying the same Scripture and we would laugh in joy and astonishment. God seemed to say, 'Yes, I am holy, and I will guide your praise. I will show you my delight and bless you as you praise Me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked... and we had an experience with the Beauty of Holiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will you share with me some nugget of your experience with the "Beauty of Holiness?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What characteristics of God might be displayed when the Holy Spirit fans corporate prayer, using one prayer to inform or ignite another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not take a literal 30 - 60 seconds to praise the Beauty of Holiness and get a fresh experience of God's delight?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that picture at &lt;em&gt;www.renovare.us&lt;/em&gt;, a great site for spiritual formation resources.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-4992962271309768950?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/4992962271309768950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=4992962271309768950&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/4992962271309768950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/4992962271309768950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/01/experience-with-beauty-of-holiness.html' title='An Experience with the Beauty of Holiness'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S2Dojua_xBI/AAAAAAAAAF8/3a4rMkfckWc/s72-c/PrayerGroupwww.renovare.us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-6298769880891107730</id><published>2010-01-20T22:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T08:27:37.535-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s presence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corrie and BetsieTen Boom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Streams in the Desert'/><title type='text'>Haiti's Horror</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S1fBz64BkWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/nASt55D_z7M/s1600-h/HaitiDisaster-Dailmail.co.uk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S1fBz64BkWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/nASt55D_z7M/s200/HaitiDisaster-Dailmail.co.uk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429020973540151650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the heels of Haiti's incomprehensible horror, I want to linger over Psalm 46. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging"&lt;/em&gt; (Psalm 46:1-3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This horror reminds me of the concentration camps... too awful to imagine. In the movie, &lt;em&gt;The Hiding Place&lt;/em&gt;, there was a scene of Betsie and Corrie Ten Boom as they led some women in a conversation about God’s love. An angry violinist on the lower bunk, huddled by necessity with the other women, shook her fists at Betsie. Once nimble fingered, accustomed to beautiful music, she’d been sorely injured in heart and hand by cruelty and forced labor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Where is your loving God now?' Her taunt... reasonable... hung in the air for just a second before Bestie’s answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember Betsie’s answer was peaceful. It was something like, "If you knew Him, you would know He is good." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That kind of peace can only come from a deep KNOWING that God is truly good and is with us. In &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; our circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffering often thrusts us into a desperate search for answers. As we keep searching, we find One who &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; the answer, and who lovingly draws close. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes God's presence shows up in a white hot fire with Daniel’s three friends (Daniel 3:16-30). Sometimes, His presence gives us grace to die. More recently, God has been coming to many, dressed in human flesh, digging rubble, cleaning wounds, giving genrously and praying fervently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“[Jesus] took the punishment, and that made us whole. Through his bruises we get healed"&lt;/strong&gt;(See Isaiah 53, The Message). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think Jesus' suffering for you was like or unlike His suffering for the people of Haiti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How might the promises of Romans 8, epecially verse 28, help you process grief and suffering? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you pray that many in Haiti (and those who help) will come to know Jesus by name and in the power of His saving grace?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A classic devotional which often addresses suffering is &lt;em&gt;Streams in the Desert.&lt;/em&gt; I highly recommend it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-6298769880891107730?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/6298769880891107730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=6298769880891107730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6298769880891107730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6298769880891107730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/01/haitis-horror.html' title='Haiti&apos;s Horror'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S1fBz64BkWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/nASt55D_z7M/s72-c/HaitiDisaster-Dailmail.co.uk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-1507369103585867902</id><published>2010-01-13T21:55:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T19:18:02.263-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authority'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shepherd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharing your faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overseer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lordship'/><title type='text'>Stewarding Our God-Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S06jxN8EAbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Iu-aw1Nnlz0/s1600-h/DSCF3376%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 171px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S06jxN8EAbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Iu-aw1Nnlz0/s200/DSCF3376%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426454666978525618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of stewarding our God-stories came from John Maxwell's stewardship series. As I studied the material, I was quite taken by his phrase "Stewards of Our Testimony."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dictionary.com defines a steward as "a person who manages another's property or financial affairs; one who administers anything as the agent of another or others."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apostle Peter, who was caught off guard and denied Christ under pressure, later exhorted us to &lt;em&gt;"set apart Christ as Lord. Always be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks [us] to give the reason for the hope that [we] have. But do this with gentleness and respect, keeping a clear conscience" &lt;/em&gt;(2 Peter 3:15-16a).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impetuous Peter was now steadily operating under Authority. After Jesus' deep work in him, he was now able to share gently and respectfully. He had experienced Jesus' forgiveness and restoration. The power of the Spirit was writing another God-story and Peter was stewarding something bigger than himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in his letter, Peter mentions &lt;em&gt;"You have returned to the Shepherd and Overseer of your souls"&lt;/em&gt; (1 Peter 2:24).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting, isn't it, how our Overseer stewards us well while helping us become like Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't we have stories to tell?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What changes have you observed since you gave Christ authority in your life?&lt;br /&gt;What does Jesus as your &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shepherd&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overseer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; evoke?&lt;br /&gt;How can you steward your testimony more effectively?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that sweet picture at http://www.missionaloutreachnetwork.com/group/bless. It's an interesting link to people who are sharing their faith in a variety of ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-1507369103585867902?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/1507369103585867902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=1507369103585867902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/1507369103585867902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/1507369103585867902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/01/stewards-of-gods-stories.html' title='Stewarding Our God-Stories'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S06jxN8EAbI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Iu-aw1Nnlz0/s72-c/DSCF3376%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-6220875023584552456</id><published>2010-01-07T15:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:53:17.055-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='housecleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleaning for a Reason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>Compassion Cleaning House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S0ZeS9lM1lI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vh4ToBC3pw4/s1600-h/CleaningReason.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S0ZeS9lM1lI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vh4ToBC3pw4/s200/CleaningReason.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424126481075590738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of forwards that can gobble up precious time, but every now and then I get a real winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning for a Reason, &lt;i&gt;www.cleaningforareason.org,&lt;/i&gt; helps women fighting cancer by offering a reprieve: free house cleaning. A cancer patient -- weary, strained in energy and finances-- gets a rare opportunity to receive free, compassionate help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is load the zip code to find someone in your area. The testimonials express obvious appreciation of practical help during draining times. It's compassion cleaning house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other good news is that diagnosed cancers in the US have been decreasing by 1.6% per year from 2001 to 2006. However, there are other realities to consider. The older we get, the higher the probability for diagnosis. For example, from ages 30-39, our likelihood of a breast cancer diagnosis is 1 in 223; from ages 60-69, 1 in 27 (Statistics from the National Cancer Institute). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not writing to induce fear, but to suggest thoughtful responses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little gem, www.cleaningforareason.org/index.html, is a great value. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living healthily, the way I believe God intends, is the best way to ward off cancer. Making our own healthy choices is a must: regular mammograms, eating fruit and veggies, exercise, de-stressing our lives, and giving to others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vibrant relationship with Jesus Christ, in which we give Him our worries and listen for God’s counsel, is another very real way to detoxify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you check out this resource, you might also want to update your own spiritual house cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“'Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?' &lt;br /&gt;"The King will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me'” (Matthew 25:37-40, NIV).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might God be nudging you to reach out to help someone suffering from cancer?&lt;br /&gt;What gifts has God placed in your hand to offer practical help to someone in need?&lt;br /&gt;Might you, yourself, need some help with spiritual house cleaning?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-6220875023584552456?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/6220875023584552456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=6220875023584552456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6220875023584552456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6220875023584552456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2010/01/compassion-cleaning-house.html' title='Compassion Cleaning House'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S0ZeS9lM1lI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vh4ToBC3pw4/s72-c/CleaningReason.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-336264886170368684</id><published>2009-12-15T23:56:00.122-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:56:46.175-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eternal life'/><title type='text'>Sweepstakes, Breadsticks, and The Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S0Zmon52DgI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6WzUl95lHV0/s1600-h/christmasGifts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S0Zmon52DgI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6WzUl95lHV0/s200/christmasGifts.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424135649306742274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never won a drawing, though I've entered my name and address many times. I've hoped they'd call to announce that I won their Jeep! But the only call I got was to sell me their product. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all fairness, I know that my likelihood of winning anything in a drawing is one in hundreds, even thousands. Of course, it's unlikely I'll get their gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own gift giving was mildly derailed this Christmas. I was going to make several batches of sesame sticks and give them to acquaintances. But making those little breadsticks took more time than I remembered. So, I decided I would only give them to a few people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In contrast, Jesus' offer of eternal life is not restricted to a few lucky persons whose names the Father pulled out of a sweepstakes bin. I’m glad. In fact, I'm thrilled that Jesus offers me ... and anyone else who will receive ... His best gift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus' best gift, a relationship with Himself, is exquisitely beyond great cars or homemade breadsticks. While it is costly -- far more than a Jeep or an all expense paid trip to Acapulco -- there are no ulterior motives or limits on the offer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God offers me personal forgiveness and Christ's transforming presence. With Him, I also get joy and peace. Lavish, and from limitless resources, the Gift comes from Father, Son and Holy Spirit to whomever wants to receive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart jumps at the thought. &lt;br /&gt;"Me. Me. Pick me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have to admit that I need what He offers. That I can do -- easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Lord for giving me your costly Gift. I want to enjoy and examine Your generous presence every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Jeep or breadstick can touch that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;For Your Consideration:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Since he did not spare even his own Son but gave him up for us all, won’t he also give us everything else?”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Romans 8:32 NLT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you ever think you have to reach some standard to daily benefit from God’s Gift?&lt;br /&gt;Jesus’ gift is costly but free to you. Will you make time to enjoy His presence in the busyness of this season?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-336264886170368684?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/336264886170368684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=336264886170368684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/336264886170368684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/336264886170368684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2009/12/sweepstakes-breadsticks-and-gift.html' title='Sweepstakes, Breadsticks, and The Gift'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/S0Zmon52DgI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6WzUl95lHV0/s72-c/christmasGifts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-293031056054425885</id><published>2009-12-11T14:01:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T15:27:43.235-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rely on God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='despair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comfort'/><title type='text'>Pray a Difference</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SyKbn5zO16I/AAAAAAAAAEs/SV8l53dxkxg/s1600-h/tea+cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SyKbn5zO16I/AAAAAAAAAEs/SV8l53dxkxg/s200/tea+cup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414060811885664162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Corinthians 1:3-11 focuses on experiencing the God of all comfort and letting His comfort overflow onto others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was this short sentence in the second paragraph that invited me to sit awhile. &lt;em&gt;“You help by your prayers”&lt;/em&gt; (2 Corinthians 1:11a, NIV). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayers, and yours, really do make a difference! When we (or others) are being stretched beyond our normal limits, we have an opportunity to pray a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul says, &lt;em&gt;“This happened that we might not rely on ourselves but on God, who raises the dead” &lt;/em&gt;(2 Corinthians 1:9, NIV). Often we don’t like to rely on God ... or anyone else. We want to be tough. But being in hot water has a way of creating a desperate longing for God. After all, God resurrects life, even when it seems to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, hidden under suffering, we find gifts that reveal God’s heart. We find goodness and unfailing mercy. Faithfulness becomes precious. God’s promises secure a lifeline to sanity, and His presence soothes us more than a hot cup of tea on a cold day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, God not only has power and purpose in raising the dead, but God intervenes in situations that seem inconsequential in comparison, like getting the cookies baked in the time slot we planned. We need to ask. We need to pray a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps our prayer will bring comfort to a grieving friend, or bring breakthrough to a desperate coworker. Perhaps prayer will bring us peace in the escalated demands of the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we may not clearly see the results of our prayers, Paul says we do make a difference through them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May these words steep in our hearts like tea leaves in hot water. &lt;em&gt;“Then many will give thanks … for the gracious favor granted us in answer to the prayers of many”&lt;/em&gt; (2 Corinthians 1:11, NIV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us pray a difference this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can you pray for a leader or other person who may be experiencing pressure that causes them to despair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you look more closely, what gifts has suffering revealed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you give God thanks for other pray-ers?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-293031056054425885?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/293031056054425885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=293031056054425885&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/293031056054425885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/293031056054425885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2009/12/pray-difference.html' title='Pray a Difference'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SyKbn5zO16I/AAAAAAAAAEs/SV8l53dxkxg/s72-c/tea+cup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-6151962685481357104</id><published>2009-11-22T23:03:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T00:47:41.803-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obedience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='directions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missionary'/><title type='text'>I Will Show You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SwoN0ldc4EI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SupCLX1lSTM/s1600/ChurchLibraryBoxes%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SwoN0ldc4EI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SupCLX1lSTM/s200/ChurchLibraryBoxes%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407149499671699522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The LORD had said to Abram, ‘Leave your country … and go to the land I will show you.’” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Genesis 12:1 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, Joy, called me one night. She told me a story that jolted my delusions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had ably convinced myself that I didn’t need to write. It was a silly fantasy after all. God knew I wasn’t a writer. I’m really much better speaking with people. Writing is for gifted introverts. Maybe writing was just a red herring to sidetrack me from developing my speaking ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s when Joy called and shared an encouraging story a friend told in her prayer group.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of her missionary friends were praying, when they got the distinct impression that they were to load the car with Bibles. Then they were to take the Bibles to a place that God would show them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me of Abraham. “Go to a place I’ll show you.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn’t balk. They packed their little car and prayerfully headed off, alert for promised directions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proselytizing was punishable in that country. They couldn’t see the outcome, and they didn’t have the details, but they were obedient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While driving through a village a man stepped out into the road, causing them to stop and roll down their window. Their adrenalin spiked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Did you bring the books?”&lt;br /&gt;“What books?”&lt;br /&gt;“The books we were told you were bringing!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man told them that several in the village had the same dream, and they were expecting these books to give them answers to the questions they were asking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He volunteered to pay for them, but they declined. It was a gift, sent by Someone greater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here were people who were willing to put their lives on the line to obey God. And here I was giving God excuses for not doing something God seemed to have directed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I decide to obey the little I know, God will give me the next set of directions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll look for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is God calling you to step out in faith? What do you need to obey?&lt;br /&gt;What “reason” do you give for disobedience?&lt;br /&gt;Will you choose to ask God’s wisdom to help you obey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other Scriptures&lt;/strong&gt;: Luke 6:46, 1 Samuel 15:21-23 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-6151962685481357104?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/6151962685481357104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=6151962685481357104&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6151962685481357104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6151962685481357104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-will-show-you.html' title='I Will Show You'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SwoN0ldc4EI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SupCLX1lSTM/s72-c/ChurchLibraryBoxes%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-5203798775204067218</id><published>2009-10-25T19:09:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T20:50:36.302-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='withered grass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eternity'/><title type='text'>Withered Grass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SuTfIecx73I/AAAAAAAAAEc/1UBQMCBsrmA/s1600-h/15_64_23---The-Beach--Druridge-Bay--Northumberland_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SuTfIecx73I/AAAAAAAAAEc/1UBQMCBsrmA/s200/15_64_23---The-Beach--Druridge-Bay--Northumberland_web.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396683590202421106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Kay left for heaven on Thursday night. She went peacefully, but after months of waning health. She was ready and willing to go. One last breath ushered in the unseen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninety long years left in that last breath. Like scorched grass, her frail body was left in a hospice bed, while her spirit slipped unseen to a rich eternal life. Christ’s presence was there. Immanuel (her favorite name for Christ) was with us. As she left for eternity, we thanked God for receiving her, even as we grieved.  (See Psalm 90.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day, One agonized for us, His breath excruciating, till he gave up His Spirit. &lt;em&gt;“It is finished.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same Jesus Christ, now risen, comforts us in our grief. Because He was obedient to death (Philippians 2:8), He opens the doorway to eternal life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Aunt Kay cross that threshold reminded me that Jesus redeems our suffering.  When Jesus, with the Father's love, said yes to the cross, He opened our prison doors. When she said yes to Jesus’ love, she started becoming free. Thursday, when she left for Home, she was fully freed (John 14:1-6).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, we will box her belongings and sort though photographs and trinkets that were special to her. These photos of unknown people and places have little value to us: faded memories on faded paper. I keep remembering the old adage:   “Only one life, ‘twill soon be past. Only what’s done for Christ will last.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very thoughtful these days, thinking of the withered grass image Psalm 90:5 uses. What’s the value in all her beautiful belongings? They too will be gone one day. I will too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Psalm 90:12 Moses prays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a good prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can the light of eternity give you a fresh perspective?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do your time and money say about your real values? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you take time for God’s love to satisfy and fill you with joy? &lt;/em&gt; (See Psalm 90:14)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-5203798775204067218?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/5203798775204067218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=5203798775204067218&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/5203798775204067218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/5203798775204067218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2009/10/withered-grass.html' title='Withered Grass'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SuTfIecx73I/AAAAAAAAAEc/1UBQMCBsrmA/s72-c/15_64_23---The-Beach--Druridge-Bay--Northumberland_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-4859093440670275924</id><published>2009-10-03T12:05:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T09:05:56.438-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sustenance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contrition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discouragement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarcasm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conviction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><title type='text'>Sarcasm or Sustenance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SseSIHOmy0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/5SowjlUJVwE/s1600-h/discouraged+heart%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SseSIHOmy0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/5SowjlUJVwE/s200/discouraged+heart%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388436147249007426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Sovereign LORD has given me an instructed tongue, &lt;br /&gt;to know the word that sustains the weary. &lt;br /&gt;He wakens me morning by morning, &lt;br /&gt;wakens my ear to listen like one being taught.&lt;/em&gt; Isa 50:4, NIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caustic by nature, I could burn with my words and, from my teen years, found myself praying over my heart and my speech. Under pressure I often failed to move beyond this natural inclination and, while I knew the explosions were unproductive, among my family I was not able to control them. They harmed the very people I most loved! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would memorize Scriptures like, &lt;em&gt;“Set a guard over my mouth, O LORD; keep watch over the door of my lips” &lt;/em&gt;(Psalm 141:3, NIV) and Psalm 19:14, &lt;em&gt;“May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, despite my best efforts and prayers, I struggled with disappointment and failure. For me, it took more than memorization and recyled requests. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Bible study one day, God used Ephesians 4:31 to poke a finger in my chest and gently inform me that I was to get rid of my “rage.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d never thought of those outbursts as rage. Anger, yes: rage, no. That was too harsh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, I got down on my knees, convicted by the Holy Spirit, and asked God to forgive me for “rage” that seemed to batter me. That divinely revealed label and my contrite response seemed to cut off the ill wind that sometimes blasted my precious children’s faces. God kindly revealed this word of truth, and I agreed with the diagnosis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Spirit started sensitizing my heart to the underlying causes, and helped me release to Christ’s nail-pierced hands each frustration and hurtful childhood memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many moons later and heart more whole, I pray with a different emphasis. While sarcasm is mainly a thing of the past, I still want my words to be pleasing to God.  Now, I carefully listen for the Word's instruction. I lean on the strength and sustenance of His morning presence. Through the day, I check in frequently for God's voice. No need to resort to fruitless ways of speaking. God's soothing voice sustains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For your consideration:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Might God be putting a finger on a displeasing habit of speech? What label would you use? What label might God use?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you willing to stay still with Ephesians 4:20-32 and listen for God’s insights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready to comply with the Spirit’s diagnosis, and listen for Christ’s sustaining word to you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-4859093440670275924?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/4859093440670275924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=4859093440670275924&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/4859093440670275924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/4859093440670275924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2009/10/sarcasm-or-sustenance.html' title='Sarcasm or Sustenance?'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SseSIHOmy0I/AAAAAAAAAEM/5SowjlUJVwE/s72-c/discouraged+heart%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-6425242157919924102</id><published>2009-08-31T23:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T08:40:22.548-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace Waits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SpyUG6RUUEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/54raZVjxdOA/s1600-h/She+Speaks+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SpyUG6RUUEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/54raZVjxdOA/s200/She+Speaks+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376334901615546434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to prepare a five minute speech for critique, so I prayed about the scripture, and finally settled on Isaiah 30:18. “Therefore the Lord longs to be gracious to you…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one of my preparation days, I went to my Promise Box with its weathered cards. I pulled one out, breathing a prayer for the Lord to speak to me. Isaiah 30:15 looked back at me: &lt;em&gt;“This is what the Sovereign LORD, the Holy One of Israel, says: ‘In repentance and rest is your salvation, in quietness and trust is your strength.’”&lt;/em&gt; I breathed out, smiling, for this preceded the verse I had chosen. It seemed the Lord was saying, ‘Yes. You’re on the right track.’ He is gracious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, preparing to use Scripture in people’s lives is life giving to me, but this short speech was stressing me out! It was for critique. Not really for life change. Or so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the study, verse 18 read, &lt;em&gt;“Yet the LORD longs to be gracious to you; he rises to show you compassion” &lt;/em&gt;(NIV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of Queen Elizabeth extending her hand to a dignitary. She would not rise from her throne to extend her hand to someone unimportant. In contrast, our gracious God rises from the highest throne, longing to show us mercy, waiting to be gracious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally gave my little speech at the &lt;em&gt;She Speaks &lt;/em&gt;Conference. I was nervous, but knew this grace focus was God’s gift for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of the conference, after the closing address, each attendee was given an opportunity to go to the cross and select a card with a verse on it. Six hundred women streamed up to two stations where cards were scattered at the base. Tears, scribbled notes, hugs, meditation, and prayer were all unfolding. Grace was pouring all throughout the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally walked up asking God to put my hand on the card He had for me. The high gloss paper slipped, but I knew I was not to select another. On the way back to my table I read, &lt;em&gt;“This is what the Sovereign LORD, the Holy One of Israel, says: ‘In repentance and rest is your salvation, in quietness and trust is your strength.’” &lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to laugh out loud. I did, but with restraint. Oh thank you, Lord! How gracious! How kind to press that promise into my heart one more time. You’ll give me strength if I’ll just trust You. You’ll overcome weakness if I’ll rest in You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only we wait on Him, Grace waits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you have something perturbing that you need to bring into God’s Presence? Something you need to let go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine God waiting on you? How do you best wait on Him in hard times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observe the blessings of trusting God in Isaiah 30. Can you apply any of these to your life right now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-6425242157919924102?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/6425242157919924102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=6425242157919924102&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6425242157919924102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6425242157919924102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2009/08/grace-waits.html' title='Grace Waits'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SpyUG6RUUEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/54raZVjxdOA/s72-c/She+Speaks+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-7402506792794957507</id><published>2009-06-02T23:09:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:40:16.955-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job layoff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='persistence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Fresh Lemons Make Good Lemonade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SiXuWlnjodI/AAAAAAAAACw/LA9v5MvX_c0/s1600-h/FreeDigitalPhotos.net+-lemon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SiXuWlnjodI/AAAAAAAAACw/LA9v5MvX_c0/s200/FreeDigitalPhotos.net+-lemon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342938604767519186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I got on line to listen to John Barbar, a senior financial executive whose weekly podcast reaches out to motivate toward effectiveness. His podcast is chock-full of practical suggestions for positive, prinicipled networking that produces results. The presentation encouraged me to actually write down my plan to develop my network for opportunities to do more women’s retreats and inspirational speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John is one casualty of the current ill health of our economy. When he got fresh lemons, he decided to make good lemonade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some months after his job was no longer available, he shared with me that he was praying Psalm 71:14 &lt;em&gt;“But as for me, I will always have hope; I will praise you more and more.” &lt;/em&gt;I took note. There was no bitterness in his voice. No self-pity. He was thanking God and counting his blessings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this down time, he has persistently networked, planted good seed, helped others, and honored his Lord. In fact, through the apparent downturn, he’s now living his dream to start his own business (www.barbarfinancial.com) and encourage others in the business world and beyond. His podcasts came out of a vision to influence others to also live passionately, and being without a job afforded, even prompted, him to jump in with both feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly delighted to watch his influence grow over the net, and to learn of opportunities that are opening for him as he walks with integrity. That integrity, he’ll be quick to say, is from his relationship to his Friend and CEO, Jesus Christ. I don’t know if he’d use those words, but I think he’d agree with the concept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you or a loved one is in jeopardy of a job layoff or termination because of the economy, I would urge you to go to his podcasts and take a listen. Last night’s was a great help to me. The link is &lt;em&gt;http://xiosoftpresenter.com/?eventid=7687164&lt;/em&gt;. You can access his archives if you contact him at &lt;em&gt;jgbarbar@gmail.com&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of being a “casualty,” John has become a crusader of what will lift others above their current circumstances. He has developed a refreshing recipe of lemonade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“We know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.”&lt;/em&gt;                                                           Romans 8:28 (NIV)        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you identify some of your recent lemons? Are they rotting, or are you squeezing out the good stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you learning from your trying time? Can you see God bringing good out of the situation?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-7402506792794957507?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/7402506792794957507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=7402506792794957507&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/7402506792794957507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/7402506792794957507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2009/06/fresh-lemons-make-good-lemonade.html' title='Fresh Lemons Make Good Lemonade'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SiXuWlnjodI/AAAAAAAAACw/LA9v5MvX_c0/s72-c/FreeDigitalPhotos.net+-lemon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-3527473378008666610</id><published>2009-04-12T23:17:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:36:36.282-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resurrection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Savior'/><title type='text'>Risen Indeed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SeK2BrauXhI/AAAAAAAAACA/MCy22wG0gpA/s1600-h/yellow+tulips.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SeK2BrauXhI/AAAAAAAAACA/MCy22wG0gpA/s200/yellow+tulips.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324017849456287250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He’s risen indeed!” we joyfully would reply to our Mother’s energetic “Christ is risen!”on Easter morning. Years later, we still use the same greeting every Easter Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A greeting like no other, it rings clear joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our children were young, we arranged baskets with pastel papered chocolates, candy, and a stuffed toy for them to find when they awoke. Between the baskets we placed a standing cross made from twigs tied together. It was a keeper from a table decoration at church, and I hoped it made a visual link to the real meaning behind the gifts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate bunnies, hidden eggs, new shoes, and special family gatherings all helped make Easter special. But the joyful reality of Christ’s resurrection in my life first came as I observed my mother live like she personally knew this risen Jesus. I watched her listen for His voice in the Bible, heard her pray, and saw how, despite being a single mom, she constantly helped others. As they say, learning to trust Jesus is often “caught not taught,” and I too learned to love my Savior and Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not mere tradition that I celebrate. When one tough hard boiled egg wins the egg war, or children's eyes sparkle with discoveries, the joy I feel has deeper roots. When I sing triumphantly “Up from the grave He arose,” or hear a young teen’s solo about a life touched by the risen Christ, the reality of the resurrection resonates deep within. I nod gratefully. Yes. My Savior is alive. I am proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our grown children called this morning. “Christ is risen!” they declared. We vigorously responded, “He is risen indeed!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What engages your heart on Resurrection Sunday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does Christ make a difference in your life regardless of your circumstances?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-3527473378008666610?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/3527473378008666610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=3527473378008666610&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/3527473378008666610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/3527473378008666610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2009/04/risen-indeed.html' title='Risen Indeed!'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SeK2BrauXhI/AAAAAAAAACA/MCy22wG0gpA/s72-c/yellow+tulips.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-7681836329259476009</id><published>2009-04-02T21:14:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:17:46.219-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perseverance'/><title type='text'>And Then Some</title><content type='html'>I recently attended the American Christian Writers Conference in Fort Wayne, Indiana. Doc Hensley, Chip MacGregor, and Linda Wade were excellent, their instructions settling deep. I absorbed more from this conference than others because I had been practicing the little I knew. Now I find myself on a new step and have a better view of the landscape. Nevertheless I know I have a tall ladder to climb before I can comfortably call myself a writer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like life, isn’t it? Whatever craft you are learning, you have to start on the bottom rung. If you look too high and measure yourself by the stars, you might as well slip down the ladder. But… if you look up, appreciate their accomplishments, THEN look back at what it takes to step up to the next rung, it can spur you to practice new skills to excel. I have to remind myself: don’t give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a consultant with Mary Kay Cosmetics, I learned this motivational saying: “A big gun is just a little gun that keeps on shooting.” Another gem that spurred me to excel in sales was the fact that most people give up just before they have a breakthrough. The phrase was “and then some.” If you were willing to make new sales calls “and then some,” if you served your customer “and then some,” you chose to function a notch above most others. So if I practice writing, submit articles, keep my own deadlines “and then some,” I will be able to develop this fledgling gift to God’s glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can my currently underdeveloped writing glorify God? Most certainly … if I stretch for excellence and my heart is taken with the Most High, not my product. If my focus is on the living Word who creates and sustains, if my desire is to write, speak, and live to His glory, He promises me I’ll have those desires! You will too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Delight yourself in the LORD and he will give you the desires of your heart”(Psalm 37:4 NIV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you working on a new goal? How can you focus on excellence while keeping your underdeveloped performance in God’s perspective?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meditate on Hebrews 12:1-3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-7681836329259476009?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/7681836329259476009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=7681836329259476009&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/7681836329259476009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/7681836329259476009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-then-some.html' title='And Then Some'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-6429171479419344398</id><published>2009-03-10T19:52:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:58:37.741-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Disciplines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruth Haley Barton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s love'/><title type='text'>Delighted by Red on Gray</title><content type='html'>.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SbrbuYl-4XI/AAAAAAAAABw/rpFtp44VXbE/s1600-h/cardinal+in+tree,+surfacetosurfacephotography.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SbrbuYl-4XI/AAAAAAAAABw/rpFtp44VXbE/s200/cardinal+in+tree,+surfacetosurfacephotography.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312800300359147890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching is a wonderful way for me to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To teach effectively, I have to absorb the material until it weaves itself into my fabric. Consequently, teaching “Spiritual Disciplines” at our District’s Lay Speaker’s Academy has required that I dust off some classic disciplines and that has afforded me several delightful encounters with God’s Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sacred Rhythms &lt;/em&gt;by Ruth Haley Barton (IVP, 2006) came to me highly recommended, and I wholeheartedly pass on the recommendation. Ms Barton is vulnerable, insightful, and practical, while sharing her treasures and welcoming you to find your own sacred rhythms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The format for this particular course allows 3 hour sessions on 3 consecutive Sundays, so the challenge is to teach while incorporating time to savor God’s presence through some of the disciplines. Just teaching and practicing any one discipline could easily take an hour, but because of time constraints, I walk a tightrope of highlighting content then choosing an exercise or two for the students to experience. This past week we focused on discovering our “Breath Prayers,”and self-examination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While referencing Psalm 139, I was making a point how we, finite creatures, encounter God’s grandeur. I shared how God often uses nature to reveal Himself to me. “Look outside,” I gestured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the window and glass door a swollen, brown river hurried by and a nearby tree stood naked against the gray sky … until a cardinal’s red silhouette suddenly painted the dark trunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned. The timing of my eye meeting that cardinal’s brief perch, while making a point about encountering God, opened another window for the whole class to experience God. In that small room, twenty-three of us were privy to God’s fresh communication as I explained how God has often used cardinals on bleak days to remind me of the Holy Spirit’s vibrancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Creator punctuates the mundane with delightful surprises. When our attentiveness meets the beauty of God, a vibrant red bird on a gray day can remind us of the Holy Spirit’s revelations, bringing the hush of God to attentive hearts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scripture:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Psalm 139&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can you develop an attentive heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you sense the Holy Spirit at work in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What, in your experience, registers God's love for you? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-6429171479419344398?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/6429171479419344398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=6429171479419344398&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6429171479419344398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/6429171479419344398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2009/03/delighted-by-red-on-gray.html' title='Delighted by Red on Gray'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SbrbuYl-4XI/AAAAAAAAABw/rpFtp44VXbE/s72-c/cardinal+in+tree,+surfacetosurfacephotography.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-7810187176669681979</id><published>2009-02-11T12:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T15:21:40.373-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Praying for the Reader</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SZxshsGXHOI/AAAAAAAAABA/ACLGJVEDUMc/s1600-h/Dock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SZxshsGXHOI/AAAAAAAAABA/ACLGJVEDUMc/s320/Dock.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304233787164925154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most High God, Creator, Immortal One...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Jesus Christ, King of Kings, Lovely Savior, God with us...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you please engage us where we may feel alone, tired, or discouraged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel, refresh us by revealing to us the glorious Light of your presence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whisper in our ears the Living Word that we need. Please help us place our ears by your mouth. Let your speech be heard in our quiet places, and give us wisdom to know what to do about it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we see your glory and rejoice that you are the God who neither leaves us nor withholds what we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We choose to praise you Lord, and we anticipate your faithful revelations for our good and for your awesome glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through Jesus Christ, the Lamb who links us with your holy presence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scriptures:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Revelation 5:12-14; Revelation 19:16; Hebrews 13:5-6; Isaiah 50:4; 1 Peter 1:22-25; 2 Timothy 3:16-17; Psalm 19; Psalm 23; Psalm 91: 14-16.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-7810187176669681979?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/7810187176669681979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=7810187176669681979&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/7810187176669681979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/7810187176669681979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2009/02/praying-for-reader.html' title='Praying for the Reader'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SZxshsGXHOI/AAAAAAAAABA/ACLGJVEDUMc/s72-c/Dock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-70612730710513378</id><published>2009-02-11T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T15:23:47.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bringing Distractions to the Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SZOyvHwipLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/z24OD81W81Q/s1600-h/light+in+woods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SZOyvHwipLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/z24OD81W81Q/s320/light+in+woods.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301777708951446706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is luxury to be able to spend solitary time with God. My devotional times are usually rich...that is, if I am really present. If I am persistently distracted, I do well to present the distractions to the Lord for our mutual scrutiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart to please my heavenly Father, my Redesigner. So attending to hovering preoccupations, instead of batting them away, positions me to acknowledge lurking worries or hopeful dreams and release them to the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I want to please God and to live a healthy, holy life, I prepare myself for hearing God's instructions. I get quiet with the Holy Spirit, invite His discernment, and cover my mind and spirit with the armor of God. And, oh, how I need Wisdom's input. As I present myself, I repeatedly experience my Lord Jesus Christ, who is good at loving me well and gently revealing hidden things so they can be bathed with His Light and Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choosing to be vulnerable with the living Christ, who understands all my struggles, opens doors to His transforming Light. Trusting God to accept and attend to these concerns is like giving the house keys to the Master Craftsman for His rennovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am never disappointed in God's final work. After all, I get to trade ashes for a crown of beauty, and can anticipate discouragement will be transformed into a life of praise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scriptures:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eph 6:10-20&lt;br /&gt;Ps 19:14&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 61:1-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For Your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any distraction or nagging thought that you need to share with Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How might working together with the living Christ for healthy change become more viable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What transformations of grace might you celebrate?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-70612730710513378?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/70612730710513378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=70612730710513378&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/70612730710513378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/70612730710513378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2009/02/bringing-distractions-to-light.html' title='Bringing Distractions to the Light'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SZOyvHwipLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/z24OD81W81Q/s72-c/light+in+woods.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-3081533358801408196</id><published>2009-02-06T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T14:49:47.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Morning Star"</title><content type='html'>A brilliant star followed us home tonight. Perhaps the lone bright light was the north star. I didn't know for sure. I gawked through the car window with renewed delight in God's sky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it a star like this one that took the eastern stargazers to the Christ child? Years of observation, study, and curiosity prepared them to recognize God's sign so they could discover a miracle. How exquisite was God's timing in bringing these camel riders across rough terrain to worship a king!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature's distinct whispers reveal God's character. But God does not usually use dramatic sightings like unusual stars or Red Sea crossings to guide me. I might find erruptions of the Lord's grace and guidance in a quiet reading of the Scriptures, the grin of a child, the perseverance of a coworker, encouraging words of a friend, or an answered prayer. But whenever I follow the rays of God's love, I find a brilliant star shining. A star that doesn't merely follow me, but guides me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the "Morning Star's" presence, I, too, worship the King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I, Jesus, sent my Angel to testify to these things for the churches. I'm the Root and Branch of David, the Bright Morning Star" &lt;/em&gt;(Revelation 22:16, &lt;em&gt;The Message&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For your Consideration&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does God draw your attention toward enjoying His majesty and love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you find or write a worship song to express your delight to our wonderful King? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-3081533358801408196?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/3081533358801408196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=3081533358801408196&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/3081533358801408196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/3081533358801408196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2009/02/morning-star.html' title='&quot;Morning Star&quot;'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-2961511963776853447</id><published>2009-01-31T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:50:40.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SYUp0ks0s2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/aTAXqyhRGTw/s1600-h/lakeside+winter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SYUp0ks0s2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/aTAXqyhRGTw/s200/lakeside+winter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297686519852872546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heaven’s Breath &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this crisp new morning, Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Let me inhale your goodness. &lt;br /&gt;Synchronize my heartbeat with yours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You long for me&lt;br /&gt;To turn toward your breath &lt;br /&gt;and deeply inhale. &lt;br /&gt;To see your signs and wonders &lt;br /&gt;calling out to be noticed and enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;To recognize your glory&lt;br /&gt;In the quiet snow;&lt;br /&gt;Accept forgiveness,&lt;br /&gt;Take today’s opportunity for a fresh start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In paths of righteousness&lt;br /&gt;I’ll walk, &lt;br /&gt;Renewed by heaven’s breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you breathe stale air, how can you open a window or venture outside? &lt;br /&gt;What choices are available to you today? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-2961511963776853447?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/2961511963776853447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=2961511963776853447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/2961511963776853447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/2961511963776853447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2009/01/morning-prayer.html' title='Morning Prayer'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SYUp0ks0s2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/aTAXqyhRGTw/s72-c/lakeside+winter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2023465418023222545.post-1622730069675542892</id><published>2009-01-22T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T09:55:35.168-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reason for blogging'/><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><content type='html'>Imagining someone’s eyes jump with new light as God’s Spirit removes curtains that keep us from seeing. This gives me reason to blog, unfamiliar territory for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My passion is to see people find exquisite care from their loving Creator. My heart sings when I see the deep realization register on faces, seeping beyond mind to spirit, bringing assurance of God’s love and care for them personally. This Jesus thing is not a hoax, but a very real encounter with a living, holy Personality who wants to do us good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Christ-follower, I marvel at the supernatural changes in my life that have come with experiencing Christ’s presence and love. My spiritual growth and transformation have often come through exploring places I had not initially desired, and while I’d been taught a high regard for God’s Word expressed in the Holy Bible, I had not always made my heart available. Nor did I know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I invite you to sojourn with me through this new venture. My prayer is that while the Lord continues to transform me, God will use this to encourage you to pursue your transformation into the image of Christ. Perhaps, together, we will discover new rooms of God’s grace, enjoy the furnishings, and invite others to this heart opening pilgrimage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of grace…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2023465418023222545-1622730069675542892?l=paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/feeds/1622730069675542892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2023465418023222545&amp;postID=1622730069675542892&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/1622730069675542892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2023465418023222545/posts/default/1622730069675542892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paula-beingtransformed.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome.html' title='Welcome!'/><author><name>Paula Gast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13903379944991564954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uYrPgedDj-E/SaMm9e_RZ4I/AAAAAAAAABI/6dzBiVYhu4s/S220/promoheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
