<?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-439266934024755155</id><updated>2012-01-01T19:33:28.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pilgrim</title><subtitle type='html'>Admitting that they were foreigners and strangers on earth... they were longing for a better country—a heavenly one. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared a city for them.  
Hebrews 11:13b,16b</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-3297318846122841794</id><published>2012-01-01T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T19:33:28.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ULAM5MNpIEo" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-3297318846122841794?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/3297318846122841794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=3297318846122841794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/3297318846122841794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/3297318846122841794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s Time.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ULAM5MNpIEo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-1561603257379529931</id><published>2011-06-06T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T23:13:00.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just to be with you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;@font-face {   font-family: "Times"; }@font-face {   font-family: "ＭＳ 明朝"; }@font-face {   font-family: "Cambria Math"; }@font-face {   font-family: "Cambria"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Cambria; }p { margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Times; }.MsoChpDefault { font-family: Cambria; }div.WordSection1 { page: WordSection1; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;This past weekend I went to Centre Street Church and Pastor Henry Schorr preached a sermon that really convicted me. (Listen to his sermon's here: http://www.cschurch.ca/resources/media/ )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I've outlined the sermon below. Please, only read it if you want to be challenged and grow in your faith&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt; While Araunah was threshing wheat, he turned and saw the angel; his four sons who were with him hid themselves. &lt;sup&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt; Then David approached, and when Araunah looked and saw him, he left the threshing floor and bowed down before David with his face to the ground. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;sup&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt; David said to him, “Let me have the site of your threshing floor so I can build an altar to the LORD, that the plague on the people may be stopped. Sell it to me at the full price.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;sup&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt; Araunah said to David, “Take it! Let my lord the king do whatever pleases him. Look, I will give the oxen for the burnt offerings, the threshing sledges for the wood, and the wheat for the grain offering. I will give all this.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;sup&gt;24&lt;/sup&gt; But King David replied to Araunah, “No, I insist on paying the full price. I will not take for the LORD what is yours, or sacrifice a burnt offering that costs me nothing.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1 Chronicles 21:20-24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In this story David refused to give to God something that cost him nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In the book of Malachi God says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“A son honors his father, and a slave his master. If I am a father, where is the honor due me? If I am a master, where is the respect due me?” says the LORD Almighty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   “It is you priests who show contempt for my name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   “But you ask, ‘How have we shown contempt for your name?’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;sup&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; “By offering defiled food on my altar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   “But you ask, ‘How have we defiled you?’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   “By saying that the LORD’s table is contemptible. &lt;sup&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; When you offer blind animals for sacrifice, is that not wrong? When you sacrifice lame or diseased animals, is that not wrong? Try offering them to your governor! Would he be pleased with you? Would he accept you?” says the LORD Almighty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;sup&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; “Now plead with God to be gracious to us. With such offerings from your hands, will he accept you?”—says the LORD Almighty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;sup&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; “Oh, that one of you would shut the temple doors, so that you would not light useless fires on my altar! I am not pleased with you,” says the LORD Almighty, “and I will accept no offering from your hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Malachi 1: 6-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In other words God is offended when His people give Him worthless things! In the book of Malachi God tells the people that He would rather that they stopped making sacrifices altogether than to continue giving Him lame sacrifices. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When I think about my life now and I think about a person who is really important to me I would never dream of giving them something old that I found lying around the house as a birthday gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When I truly want to show someone that I love them I take time to find out what they like and then I take care in picking out a gift that suits them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This shows the person that I care about them and I want to honour them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It’s the same with God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why would I only give him five minutes at the end of the day before I fall asleep to learn what He has to say through His Word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Or why would I only speak to Him for about thirty seconds before eating a meal and then fail to communicate with Him throughout the rest of the day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When I give God what I do not need, what’s left over, what costs me nothing, that is NOT true worship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;True worship is costly, but that is the only kind of worship that God wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do not get me wrong I am not saying that you need to buy or earn salvation; salvation is a gift of grace. But, when God ransomed you from sin and death through Jesus Christ He bought and paid for your whole life and your whole heart. And that is what God is interested in having; He wants your whole life and your whole heart. HE DOES NOT WANT YOUR LEFT OVERS! GOD DOES NOT WANT WORTHLESS THINGS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He would do anything for you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why would you give Him any less than your very best?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;style&gt;@font-face {   font-family: "ＭＳ 明朝"; }@font-face {   font-family: "Cambria Math"; }@font-face {   font-family: "Cambria"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Cambria; }.MsoChpDefault { font-family: Cambria; }div.WordSection1 { page: WordSection1; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;p face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Please be warned there are graphic scenes in the video below. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;style&gt;@font-face {   font-family: "Times"; }@font-face {   font-family: "ＭＳ 明朝"; }@font-face {   font-family: "Cambria Math"; }@font-face {   font-family: "Cambria"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Cambria; }p { margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Times; }.MsoChpDefault { font-family: Cambria; }div.WordSection1 { page: WordSection1; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aACTGSqiKvY" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-1561603257379529931?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/1561603257379529931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=1561603257379529931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/1561603257379529931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/1561603257379529931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2011/06/just-to-be-with-you.html' title='Just to be with you...'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/aACTGSqiKvY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-388102561747223475</id><published>2011-06-02T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T20:35:52.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is by grace you have been saved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;@font-face {   font-family: "ＭＳ 明朝"; }@font-face {   font-family: "ＭＳ 明朝"; }@font-face {   font-family: "Cambria"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Cambria; }.MsoChpDefault { font-family: Cambria; }div.WordSection1 { page: WordSection1; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, &lt;sup&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ— by grace you have been saved— &lt;sup&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;and raised us up with him and seated us with him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, &lt;sup&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;so that in the coming ages he might show the immeasurable riches of his grace in kindness toward us in Christ Jesus. &lt;sup&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, &lt;sup&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; not a result of works, so that no one may boast. &lt;sup&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;-Ephesians 2:4-10 ESV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xFmSSxm5WYA" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;style&gt;@font-face {   font-family: "ＭＳ 明朝"; }@font-face {   font-family: "Cambria Math"; }@font-face {   font-family: "Cambria"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0cm 0cm 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Cambria; }.MsoChpDefault { font-family: Cambria; }div.WordSection1 { page: WordSection1; }&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;Please check out this link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;http://www.ihop.org/Publisher/Article.aspx?ID=1000058181&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a link that shows streaming video from the 24/7 Prayer room in Kansas City. I listen to it often.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It encourages me if I feel discouraged. It inspires me to pray. It helps me to hope on desperate days. May it do the same for you. God bless you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-388102561747223475?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/388102561747223475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=388102561747223475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/388102561747223475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/388102561747223475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-is-by-grace-you-have-been-saved.html' title='It is by grace you have been saved.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xFmSSxm5WYA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-7749812605596039969</id><published>2011-04-02T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T23:04:47.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Shelter</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DoDmFQWOL4Y" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;You are not alone dear one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will NEVER walk alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-7749812605596039969?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/7749812605596039969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=7749812605596039969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/7749812605596039969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/7749812605596039969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-shelter.html' title='In the Shelter'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/DoDmFQWOL4Y/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-8117993232376178748</id><published>2011-03-22T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T10:00:45.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I hear you singing, dear, inviting me to your limb.&lt;br /&gt;I am coming, for all that we do is a&lt;br /&gt;preparation for&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you singing, my Lord, inviting me to your throne.&lt;br /&gt;We are coming, dear, for all that toil you have blessed us with&lt;br /&gt;is a preparation to know and hold the&lt;br /&gt;sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you singing, my soul, but how can it be that&lt;br /&gt;God's voice has now become&lt;br /&gt;my own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That is just a wedding gift for our&lt;br /&gt;Divine Union,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Beloved&lt;br /&gt;said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-"A Wedding Gift" by St. Francis of Assisi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iHt7wdPGOTc" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30611"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30612"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30613"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him. &lt;sup style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30614"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30615"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30616"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30617"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; This is how we know that we live in him and he in us: He has given us of his Spirit. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30618"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; And we have seen and testify that the Father has sent his Son to be the Savior of the world. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30619"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; If anyone acknowledges that Jesus is the Son of God, God lives in them and they in God. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30620"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt; And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;   God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in them. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30621"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;  This is how love is made complete among us so that we will have  confidence on the day of judgment: In this world we are like Jesus. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30622"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt;  There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because  fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in  love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30623"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt; We love because he first loved us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;1 John 4:7-19 NIV&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; "I know how it will be when I die,&lt;br /&gt;my beauty will be so extraordinary that God will adore me.&lt;br /&gt;He will not adore me from a distance, for our minds will have wed,&lt;br /&gt;our souls will have flowed into each other.&lt;br /&gt;How to say this: God and I&lt;br /&gt;will forever cherish&lt;br /&gt;Myself."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-"Cherish Myself" by Rabia- Reworked a bit -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-8117993232376178748?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/8117993232376178748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=8117993232376178748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/8117993232376178748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/8117993232376178748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-am-rose.html' title='I am the rose'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/iHt7wdPGOTc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-4041212787213051419</id><published>2011-02-20T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T19:34:05.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>History Belongs to the Intercessors</title><content type='html'>Please double click on the U-Tube video below to watch it  full screen. Definitely worth the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3ZRT5q1DuMg" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-4041212787213051419?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/4041212787213051419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=4041212787213051419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/4041212787213051419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/4041212787213051419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2011/02/history-belongs-to-intercessors.html' title='History Belongs to the Intercessors'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3ZRT5q1DuMg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-7356922064871603700</id><published>2010-09-17T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T13:15:03.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold On.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1 O God, you are my God,&lt;br /&gt;earnestly I seek you;&lt;br /&gt;my soul thirsts for you,&lt;br /&gt;my body longs for you,&lt;br /&gt;in a dry and weary land&lt;br /&gt;where there is no water.&lt;br /&gt;2 I have seen you in the sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;and beheld your power and your glory.&lt;br /&gt;3 Because your love is better than life,&lt;br /&gt;my lips will glorify you.&lt;br /&gt;4 I will praise you as long as I live,&lt;br /&gt;and in your name I will lift up my hands.&lt;br /&gt;5 My soul will be satisfied as with the richest of foods;&lt;br /&gt;with singing lips my mouth will praise you.&lt;br /&gt;6 On my bed I remember you;&lt;br /&gt;I think of you through the watches of the night.&lt;br /&gt;7 Because you are my help,&lt;br /&gt;I sing in the shadow of your wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My soul clings to you;&lt;br /&gt;your right hand upholds me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518038684717808466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/TJQC8qt3-1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/lMnT44Iykew/s320/Baby+Father.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;9 They who seek my life will be destroyed;&lt;br /&gt;they will go down to the depths of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;10 They will be given over to the sword&lt;br /&gt;and become food for jackals.&lt;br /&gt;11 But the king will rejoice in God;&lt;br /&gt;all who swear by God's name will praise him,&lt;br /&gt;while the mouths of liars will be silenced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-Psalm 63&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Umgx8iKmKxs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Umgx8iKmKxs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-7356922064871603700?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/7356922064871603700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=7356922064871603700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/7356922064871603700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/7356922064871603700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2010/09/hold-on.html' title='Hold On.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/TJQC8qt3-1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/lMnT44Iykew/s72-c/Baby+Father.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-264300932196005414</id><published>2010-07-29T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T20:46:57.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well Dear Ones,&lt;br /&gt;It’s been I very long time since I have written anything at all. The truth is that I have been greatly grieved as I lost someone that I dearly loved.  And so, for a time, there were no words, they were swept away by sorrows and traded in for tears.&lt;br /&gt;But, now I’ve found something to say. And it is something I have received by God’s good grace. It goes out to all of you who have ever been lost or endured loss, or incurred it. For those of you who know the darkness of the valley or the sadness that makes you want to sit in sackcloth and ashes.&lt;br /&gt;Here is a Word for you that has been reassuring me. And then a song that reminds me of how faithful God is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Indeed, the LORD will comfort Zion;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He will comfort all her waste places          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And her wilderness He will make like Eden,         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And her desert like the garden of the LORD;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Joy and gladness will be found in her,       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thanksgiving and sound of a melody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                                              –Isaiah 50:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t5-FOW0a0CI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t5-FOW0a0CI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-264300932196005414?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/264300932196005414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=264300932196005414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/264300932196005414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/264300932196005414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-dear-ones-its-been-i-very-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-4078338663468145135</id><published>2010-03-29T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T16:48:50.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Silence...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So then, my beloved, just as you have always obeyed, not as in my presence only, but now much more in my absence, work out your salvation with fear and trembling; for it is God who is at work in you, both to will and to work for His good pleasure. –Philippians 2: 12-13 (NASB)-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EAqKj9toFo4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EAqKj9toFo4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession:&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;I am not as faithful as the Philippians whom Paul exhorts above.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, even though I’ve been walking with the Lord a while now I still struggle to trust and obey Him.&lt;br /&gt;Even though He has always proven faithful to me.&lt;br /&gt;And, often, my failure is a great source of discouragement for me.&lt;br /&gt;However, I’ve come to realize that even in light of my everyday failures there is still hope.&lt;br /&gt;God isn’t going to quite on me even if I am His most disobedient child. He says, “you are still mine. And I still love you”.&lt;br /&gt;To be quite honest, I don’t know where you are at. Maybe you’re on a roll and you’re walking in the Spirit every moment of the day. If so, good, keep going.&lt;br /&gt;But, maybe you feel like me, and you’re not on a roll. And, you’ve been stumbling. And, if you put your failures and your success’s on a balance scale, failure would weigh in and win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454205635205806386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/S7E7IKpgOTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Lo_Y5jIwlx4/s320/balance-scale-unbalanced12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let me tell you something. Your failure does not define you. Christ does. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“There is no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus” (Rom. 8:1). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The truth is, your Father in Heaven sees you in light of Christ and He delights in you; you are His child, you are His beloved one. He is not going to give up on you. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;So don’t you dare give up on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Let’s pray together.&lt;br /&gt;Father,&lt;br /&gt;We know that we have failed in many ways. We know that we can never make the scale tip in our favour. But, we also know the power of what Christ did for us on the cross, and in His success we abide.&lt;br /&gt;So, Almighty Father, please speak to us in the silence, by Your Holy Spirit and Your Holy Word.&lt;br /&gt;Make us attentive to You, and give us the strength and the courage to trust and obey.&lt;br /&gt;Make us fierce and bold for You.&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus Holy Name &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Amen &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-4078338663468145135?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/4078338663468145135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=4078338663468145135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/4078338663468145135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/4078338663468145135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-silence.html' title='In the Silence...'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/S7E7IKpgOTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Lo_Y5jIwlx4/s72-c/balance-scale-unbalanced12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-276487485205863518</id><published>2010-02-05T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T20:56:51.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Love God Passionately</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eg1_KXcrg-8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Eg1_KXcrg-8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1 In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord seated on a throne, high and exalted, and the train of his robe filled the temple.                                                                                                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2 Above him were seraphs, each with six wings: With two wings they covered their faces, with two they covered their feet, and with two they were flying.                                                                 3 And they were calling to one another: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Holy, holy, holy is the LORD Almighty; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the whole earth is full of his glory."&lt;br /&gt;4 At the sound of their voices the doorposts and thresholds shook and the temple was filled with smoke.&lt;br /&gt;5 "Woe to me!" I cried. "I am ruined! For I am a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips, and my eyes have seen the King, the LORD Almighty."&lt;br /&gt;6 Then one of the seraphs flew to me with a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with tongs from the altar.                                                                                                                                               7 With it he touched my mouth and said, "See, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away and your sin atoned for."&lt;br /&gt;8 Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, "Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?" And I said, &lt;strong&gt;"Here am I. Send me!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-Isaiah 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-276487485205863518?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/276487485205863518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=276487485205863518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/276487485205863518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/276487485205863518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-love-god-passionately.html' title='To Love God Passionately'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-5359985019057167599</id><published>2010-01-15T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T15:40:35.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is no stranger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;–Matthew 5:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427113286102550018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/S1D6x5XyBgI/AAAAAAAAAFM/-u4ybKwFq1k/s320/haitianbookmarkgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Senyè,&lt;br /&gt;Yon jou mwen wè yon madanm&lt;br /&gt;Ki t’ap mouri.&lt;br /&gt;Doktè a pran san nan bra yon lòt moun,&lt;br /&gt;li mete l’nan madanm nan e li viv.&lt;br /&gt;Maten an nou mande w’&lt;br /&gt;Fè sa pou nou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Once I saw a woman dying.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor took the blood&lt;br /&gt;From another person’s arm&lt;br /&gt;and put it in the lady, and she lived.&lt;br /&gt;This morning,&lt;br /&gt;We ask you to do this for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-From the Haitian Prayer book “God is no Stranger”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, this earth quake is something that I do not understand…&lt;br /&gt;But Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Now the eyes of the world are on Haiti.&lt;br /&gt;They don’t just need eyes,&lt;br /&gt;They need blood.&lt;br /&gt;“For the life of all flesh is in its blood” –Leviticus 17: 14b&lt;br /&gt;Lord, grant them new life.&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus name –Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427113115615348130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/S1D6n-QdxaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NKNkp0hEwjk/s320/prayergirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;– Matthew 5:4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-5359985019057167599?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/5359985019057167599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=5359985019057167599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/5359985019057167599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/5359985019057167599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2010/01/god-is-no-stranger.html' title='God is no stranger.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/S1D6x5XyBgI/AAAAAAAAAFM/-u4ybKwFq1k/s72-c/haitianbookmarkgirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-5654499597716323212</id><published>2009-12-19T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T13:54:47.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Infant came to raise the dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then the Lord God formed man of dust from the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living being. (Gen. 2:7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417222538436438818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/Sy3XMnC-ayI/AAAAAAAAAEU/sCuHz28aYhc/s320/Adam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Breathing Out and Breathing In&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A.B. Simpson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Jesus, breathe Thy Spirit in me,&lt;br /&gt;Teach me how to breathe Thee in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Help me pour into Thy bosom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;All my life of self and sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am breathing out my own life,&lt;br /&gt;That I may be filled with Thine;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Letting go my strength and weakness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Breathing in Thy life divine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Breathing out my sinful nature,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Thou has borne it all for me;&lt;br /&gt;Breathing in Thy cleansing fullness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Finding all my life in Thee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am breathing out my sorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;On Thy kind and gentle breast;&lt;br /&gt;Breathing in Thy joy and comfort,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Breathing in Thy peace and rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I am breathing out my longings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;In Thy list’ning loving ear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I am breathing in Thy answers,&lt;br /&gt;Stilling every doubt and fear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I am breathing every moment,&lt;br /&gt;Drawing all my life from Thee;&lt;br /&gt;Breath by breath I live upon Thee,&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Spirit, breathe in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a3spvQYlB-I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a3spvQYlB-I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The hand of the LORD was upon me, and He brought me out by the Spirit of the LORD and set me down in the middle of the valley; and it was full of bones. He caused me to pass among them round about, and behold, there were very many on the surface of the valley; and lo, they were very dry. (Ezekiel 37:1-2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417225114758279154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/Sy3Zikl97_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/tieRkOpqcE4/s320/dry+bones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He said to me, "Son of man, can these bones live?" And I answered, "O Lord GOD, You know." Again He said to me, "Prophesy over these bones and say to them, 'O dry bones, hear the word of the LORD.' "Thus says the Lord GOD to these bones, 'Behold, I will cause breath to enter you that you may come to life. 'I will put sinews on you, make flesh grow back on you, cover you with skin and put breath in you that you may come alive; and you will know that I am the LORD.'" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So I prophesied as I was commanded; and as I prophesied, there was a noise, and behold, a rattling; and the bones came together, bone to its bone. And I looked, and behold, sinews were on them, and flesh grew and skin covered them; but there was no breath in them. &lt;strong&gt;Then He said to me, "Prophesy to the breath, prophesy, son of man, and say to the breath, 'Thus says the Lord GOD, "Come from the four winds, O breath, and breathe on these slain, that they come to life."'&lt;/strong&gt;"So I prophesied as He commanded me, &lt;strong&gt;and the breath came into them,&lt;/strong&gt; and they came to life and stood on their feet, an exceedingly great army. (Ezekiel 37:3-10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417228717710072466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/Sy3c0SonWpI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PV1s9WMw_8A/s320/holy+Spirit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;When the day of Pentecost had come, they were all together in one place. And suddenly there came from heaven a noise like a violent rushing wind, and it filled the whole house where they were sitting. (Acts 2: 1-2)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417222765933851938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/Sy3XZ2ildSI/AAAAAAAAAEc/M63-ih44pWM/s320/church+wind.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And there appeared to them tongues as of fire distributing themselves, and they rested on each one of them. And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak with other tongues, as the Spirit was giving them utterance. (Acts 2: 3-4)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417223029907764146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/Sy3XpN63s7I/AAAAAAAAAEk/XuYkHR62eg0/s320/Descent_Holy_Spirit.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Therefore, we ask that we may know what we love, since we ask nothing other than that you give us yourself. For you are our all: our life, our light, our salvation, our food and our drink, our God. Inspire our hearts, I ask you, Jesus, with the breath of your Spirit. -Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Columbanus' Prayer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-5654499597716323212?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/5654499597716323212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=5654499597716323212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/5654499597716323212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/5654499597716323212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/12/infant-came-to-raise-dead.html' title='The Infant came to raise the dead'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/Sy3XMnC-ayI/AAAAAAAAAEU/sCuHz28aYhc/s72-c/Adam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-579485858328382607</id><published>2009-12-01T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T21:23:45.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithfulness and Obedience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;« Soutiens-moi selon ta promesse, afin que je vive, et ne me rend point confus dans mon espérance! » -Psaumes 119 :116&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I know that God is faithful even when He asks is to do things that are counter intuitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“By faith Noah, when warned about &lt;em&gt;things not yet seen&lt;/em&gt;, in holy fear built an ark to save his family. By his faith he condemned the world and became heir of righteousness that comes by faith” –Heb. 11:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah was in the middle of the desert. It took him 140 years to build the ark. I’m sure that people thought he was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“By faith Abraham, when he was called, obeyed by going out to a place which he was to receive for an inheritance; and he went out, not knowing where he was going” –Heb. 11:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Abraham was 75 years old when he left Haran. God promised Abraham that He would make him into a great nation; yet, his wife Sarah was barren. Abraham seemed crazy I’m sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;By faith, “Joshua the son of Nun and Caleb the son of Jephunneh, who had spied out the [promised] land... spoke to all the congregation of the sons of Israel saying, “The land which we passed through to spy out is an exceedingly good land. If the Lord is pleased with us, then He will bring us into this land and give it to us – a land which flows with mild and honey. Only do not rebel against the Lord; and do not fear the people of the land, for they will be our prey. Their protection has been removed from them, and &lt;em&gt;the Lord is with us; do not fear them&lt;/em&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-Num. 14:6-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Even though people thought that they were crazy Joshua and Caleb still believed the promises of the Lord God and they did enter into that good land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“In the pursuit of holiness Christians are often called on to perform duties that appear unreasonable and even absurd to an unbelieving world. A Christian farmer in Kansas is a case and point. When wheat is exactly ready to be harvested, it is important that the work be completed quickly lest bad weather arise and damage the crop or reduce its quality. Because of this, harvesting is often done on a seven-day-a week schedule. But this particular farmer, believing Sunday should be observed as the Lord’s Day, would never work his harvest crew on Sunday, even when an impending storm threatened. To his neighbouring farmers this action appears strange and unreasonable. Interestingly enough, however, over the years this Christian farmer was the most prosperous in his area. Like Abraham, he obeyed by faith what he believed to be the will of God, even though such obedience must undoubtedly have been difficult at times” &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;– Jerry Bridges “The Pursuit if Holiness”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lord,&lt;br /&gt;In your mercy, please give us faith like that. -Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-579485858328382607?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/579485858328382607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=579485858328382607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/579485858328382607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/579485858328382607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/12/soutiens-moi-selon-ta-promesse-afin-que.html' title='Faithfulness and Obedience'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-8173434796107248227</id><published>2009-11-15T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:36:53.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 73</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A psalm of Asaph. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1Surely God is good to Israel,        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;to those who are pure in heart.&lt;br /&gt; 2 But as for me, my feet had almost slipped;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I had nearly lost my foothold.&lt;br /&gt; 3 For &lt;strong&gt;I envied the arrogant&lt;/strong&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;when I saw the prosperity of the wicked.&lt;br /&gt; 4 They have no struggles;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;their bodies are healthy and strong.&lt;br /&gt; 5 They are free from the burdens common to man;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;they are not plagued by human ills.&lt;br /&gt; 6 Therefore pride is their necklace;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;they clothe themselves with violence.&lt;br /&gt; 7 From their callous hearts comes iniquity;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; the evil conceits of their minds know no limits.&lt;br /&gt; 8 They scoff, and speak with malice;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;in their arrogance they threaten oppression.&lt;br /&gt; 9 Their mouths lay claim to heaven,        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and their tongues take possession of the earth.&lt;br /&gt; 10 Therefore their people turn to them       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and drink up waters in abundance.&lt;br /&gt; 11 They say, "How can God know?        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Does the Most High have knowledge?"&lt;br /&gt; 12 This is what the wicked are like—        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;always carefree, they increase in wealth.&lt;br /&gt; 13 Surely in vain have I kept my heart pure;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;in vain have I washed my hands in innocence.&lt;br /&gt; 14 All day long I have been plagued;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I have been punished every morning.&lt;br /&gt; 15 If I had said, "I will speak thus,"        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I would have betrayed your children.&lt;br /&gt; 16 When I tried to understand all this,        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;it was oppressive to me&lt;br /&gt; 17 &lt;strong&gt;till I entered the sanctuary of God&lt;/strong&gt;;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then I understood their final destiny.&lt;br /&gt; 18 Surely you place them on slippery ground;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you cast them down to ruin.&lt;br /&gt; 19 How suddenly are they destroyed,        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;completely swept away by terrors!&lt;br /&gt; 20 As a dream when one awakes,       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; so when you arise, O Lord,        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you will despise them as fantasies.&lt;br /&gt; 21 When my heart was grieved        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and my spirit embittered,&lt;br /&gt; 22 I was senseless and ignorant;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I was a brute beast before you.&lt;br /&gt; 23&lt;strong&gt; Yet I am always with you;        &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you hold me by my right hand&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; 24 &lt;strong&gt;You guide me with your counsel,        &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and afterward you will take me into glory.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 25 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whom have I in heaven but you?        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And earth has nothing I desire besides you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 26 My flesh and my heart may fail,        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God is the strength of my heart        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and my portion forever&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 27 Those who are far from you will perish;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you destroy all who are unfaithful to you.&lt;br /&gt; 28 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But as for me, it is good to be near God.        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have made the Sovereign LORD my refuge;        &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will tell of all your deeds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-8173434796107248227?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/8173434796107248227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=8173434796107248227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/8173434796107248227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/8173434796107248227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/11/psalm-73.html' title='Psalm 73'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-4730485416636173097</id><published>2009-10-29T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:14:07.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Himself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Once it was the blessing, Now it is the Lord;&lt;br /&gt;Once it was the feeling, Now it is His Word.&lt;br /&gt;Once His gifts I wanted, Now the Giver own;&lt;br /&gt;Once I sought for healing, Now Himself alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once 'twas painful trying, Now 'tis perfect trust;&lt;br /&gt;Once a half salvation, Now the uttermost.&lt;br /&gt;Once 'twas ceaseless holding, Now He holds me fast;&lt;br /&gt;Once 'twas constant drifting, Now my anchor's cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once 'twas busy planning, Now 'tis trustful prayer;&lt;br /&gt;Once 'twas anxious caring, Now He has the care.&lt;br /&gt;Once 'twas what I wanted, Now what Jesus says;&lt;br /&gt;Once 'twas constant asking, Now 'tis ceaseless praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once it was my working, His it hence shall be;&lt;br /&gt;Once I tried to use Him, Now He uses me.&lt;br /&gt;Once the power I wanted, Now the Mighty One;&lt;br /&gt;Once for self I labored, Now for Him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I hoped in Jesus, Now I know He's mine;&lt;br /&gt;Once my lamps were dying, Now they brightly shine.&lt;br /&gt;Once for death I waited, Now His coming hail;&lt;br /&gt;And my hopes are anchored, Safe within the vail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By A.B. Simpson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-4730485416636173097?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/4730485416636173097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=4730485416636173097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/4730485416636173097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/4730485416636173097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/10/himself.html' title='Himself'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-1063549203070134712</id><published>2009-10-10T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T14:25:38.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank-You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Praise the Lord! Oh give thanks to the Lord, for His is good; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;For His lovingkindness is everlasting. -Psalm 106:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NI_1YliutzA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NI_1YliutzA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The, “images of build, extend, promote, and establish stand in sharp contrast to the biblical language used to define the relationship of church to the kingdom of God”.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Instead we are to; “receive, enter, seek and inherit”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt; –The Essence of the Church: A Community Created by the Spirit, Craig Van Gelder -   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Thank-You that Your kingdom is something that we can recieve and enter,&lt;br /&gt;something that we can seek and inherit.&lt;br /&gt;How lovely You are, how lovely.&lt;br /&gt;And we give You thanks.&lt;br /&gt;-Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-1063549203070134712?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/1063549203070134712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=1063549203070134712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/1063549203070134712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/1063549203070134712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/10/thank-you.html' title='Thank-You.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-8539599920049867411</id><published>2009-10-03T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:29:18.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hearts Cry</title><content type='html'>So here is the cry of my heart. This is the song that I've been singing in my soul. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qzzL8vPI7lM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qzzL8vPI7lM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I recently re-read something by A. B. Simpson that deeply resonated with me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"Years ago a friend placed in my hand a little book which became one of the turning points in my life. It was "True Peace." It was an old medieval message, and it had but one thought--that God was waiting in the depth of my being to talk with me if I would only get still enough to hear Him. I thought this would be a very easy matter, so I began to get still. But I had no sooner commenced than a perfect pandemonium of voices reached my ears, a thousand clamoring notes from without and within, until I could hear nothing but their noise and din. Some of them were my own voice, some of them were my own questions, some of them my own cares, some of them my own prayers. Others were suggestions of the tempter and the voices of the world's turmoil. Never before did there seem to be so many things to be done, to be said, to be thought; and in every direction I was pulled and pushed and greeted with noisy acclamations and unspeakable unrest. It seemed necessary for me to listen to some of them, but God said, "Be still, and know that I am God." Then came the conflict of thoughts for the morrow and its duties and cares; but God said, "Be still." And then there came the very prayers which my restless heart wanted to press upon Him; but God said, "Be still."&lt;br /&gt;As I listened and slowly learned to obey, and shut my ears to every sound, I found that after a while when the other voices ceased, or I ceased to hear them, there was a still small voice in the depth of my spirit. As I listened, it became to me the power of prayer, the voice of wisdom, and call of duty; and I did not need to think so hard, or pray so hard, or trust so hard, but that the "still, small voice" of the Holy Spirit in my heart was God's prayer in my secret soul, and God's answer to all my questions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning when you rise, may the Lord God bless you with the stillness of spirit to listen to His voice and the courage in your heart to respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIVE US JESUS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-8539599920049867411?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/8539599920049867411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=8539599920049867411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/8539599920049867411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/8539599920049867411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-hearts-cry.html' title='My Hearts Cry'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-7475124762079907480</id><published>2009-09-28T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T16:16:30.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 minutes and 32 seconds</title><content type='html'>Please turn on your speakers and watch this video. May it challenge you and bless you dear ones. Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YiNBmNl88Pk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YiNBmNl88Pk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-7475124762079907480?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/7475124762079907480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=7475124762079907480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/7475124762079907480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/7475124762079907480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/09/10-minutes-and-32-seconds.html' title='10 minutes and 32 seconds'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-5539237404640359078</id><published>2009-09-18T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T19:53:37.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How He Loves Us</title><content type='html'>As you listen to this song my prayer is that you would catch just a glimpse of how much God loves you. You are precious in His sight; His delight is in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_GFIJXWXiyI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_GFIJXWXiyI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-5539237404640359078?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/5539237404640359078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=5539237404640359078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/5539237404640359078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/5539237404640359078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-he-loves-us.html' title='How He Loves Us'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-2583067446919306546</id><published>2009-09-14T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T17:41:55.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold Fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;As the heavens are higher than the earth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so are my ways higher than your ways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and my thoughts than your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;As the rain and the snow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;come down from heaven, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and do not return to it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;without watering the earth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and making it bud and flourish, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so is my word that goes out from my mouth: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It will not return to me empty, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but will accomplish what I desire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 55:9-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is an excerpt from my journal, it was written June 23, 2009. During that season of my life I was working full time at a Pregnancy Care Centre:&lt;br /&gt;At work we had a client come in for baby clothes. And, as she was picking them out she noticed big rubber-made containers on top of the shelves marked “winter clothes”.&lt;br /&gt;Now, currently, the clothes on the shelves are considered summer clothes. We switch the clothes out according to season.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, after spotting them, she turned to me and said, “I come from a warm region and I still find it quite cold. Can I look through those bins?”&lt;br /&gt;Now, when she asked this question, every single inch of me wanted to say, “yes”. Her request was legitimate; she wanted her child to be as warm and comfortable as possible.&lt;br /&gt;However, even though I wanted to say, “yes”, I understood something that she did not.&lt;br /&gt;First, getting those tubs down is a huge task and each one is filled with clothing that has been carefully folded and placed perfectly so that the lid fit on. Folding, switching, and tubing the clothes is a tremendous task that takes lots of time and effort.&lt;br /&gt;What is more, I know that even if we took every tub, turned it upside down and sifted through it, it was highly unlikely that we would find anything more appropriate for her child than what was already placed on the shelves.&lt;br /&gt;So, I said “No”. Even though it broke my heart and I know she couldn’t fully understand. Then I quickly followed with an, “I’m sorry”, and I was.&lt;br /&gt;And, her response amazed me. She said, “That’s okay. We must not always get what we ask for.”&lt;br /&gt;I think I understood a lot about God’s heart for us in that moment.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we ask God for things and He says, “No”, because only He can comprehend the magnitude and the measurable outcome of our request.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping the clothing in the tubs, out of reach, was the best thing. So, I said, “No”, even though it broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;They will be taken down when the season is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iOufqWodFNo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iOufqWodFNo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;We shall come one day to a heaven where we shall gratefully know that God’s refusals were sometimes the true answers to our truest prayers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;–P.T. Forsyths “The Soul of Prayer”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"I am the Lord's servant," Mary answered. "May it be to me as you have said."&lt;br /&gt;Luke 1:38a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-2583067446919306546?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/2583067446919306546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=2583067446919306546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/2583067446919306546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/2583067446919306546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/09/hold-fast.html' title='Hold Fast'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-3297497491846197353</id><published>2009-08-15T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:09:21.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way They Held Eachother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;A woman and her young daughter were destitute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and traveling to another country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;where they hoped to find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;a new life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Three men stole them while they were camping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;They were brought to a city &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and sold as slaves; each to a different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;owner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;They were given one minute more together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;before their fates became unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;My soul clings to God like that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;the way they held&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;By: Mirabai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-3297497491846197353?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/3297497491846197353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=3297497491846197353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/3297497491846197353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/3297497491846197353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/08/way-they-held-eachother.html' title='The Way They Held Eachother'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-8897032338611343939</id><published>2009-07-30T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:14:51.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Augustines Prayer</title><content type='html'>This is one of my favorite prayers. May it encourage you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;God of our life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;There are days when the burdens we carry chafe our shoulders and weigh us down; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When the road seems dreary and endless, the skies gray and threatening; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;When our lives have no music in them, and our hearts are lonely, and our souls have lost their courage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Flood the path with light, turn our eyes to where the skies are full of promise; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Tune our hearts to brave music; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;give us the sense of comradeship with heroes and saints of every age; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;And so quicken our spirits that we may be able to encourage the souls of all who journey with us on the road of life, to your honour and glory. -Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-8897032338611343939?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/8897032338611343939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=8897032338611343939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/8897032338611343939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/8897032338611343939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/07/st-augustines-prayer.html' title='St. Augustines Prayer'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-2759241085672126821</id><published>2009-06-04T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:09:03.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey unfaithful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Now it happened, as Jesus sat at the table in the house, that behold, many tax collectors and sinners came and sat down with Him and His disciples. And when the Pharisees saw it, they said to His disciples, “Why does your Teacher eat with tax collectors and sinners?” When Jesus heard that, He said to them, &lt;strong&gt;“Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick.”&lt;/strong&gt; But go and learn what this means: &lt;strong&gt;‘I desire mercy and not sacrifice.’&lt;/strong&gt; For I did not come to call the &lt;u&gt;righteous&lt;/u&gt;, but &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sinners&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, to repentance.” -Matthew 9:10-13 (NKJV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jOJqSPSHou4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jOJqSPSHou4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gran Doktè nou,&lt;br /&gt;Pawòl ou tankou alkòl.&lt;br /&gt;Lè l’tonbe sou maleng&lt;br /&gt;le boule e li fè mal,&lt;br /&gt;men se sèlman lè sa l’touye&lt;br /&gt;mikwòb.&lt;br /&gt;Si li pa boule, li pa fè anyen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Our Great Physician ,&lt;br /&gt;Your Word is like alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;When poured on an infected wound,&lt;br /&gt;It burns and stings,&lt;br /&gt;But only then can it kill germs.&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn’t burn, it doesn’t do any good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-“God is no Stranger” A Haitian book of prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-2759241085672126821?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/2759241085672126821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=2759241085672126821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/2759241085672126821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/2759241085672126821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-unfaithful.html' title='Hey unfaithful...'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-8006639724575025266</id><published>2009-05-27T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:23:02.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is not a fight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;br /&gt;Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.&lt;br /&gt;And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-1 Cor. 13 (NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YjG5aa7KssM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YjG5aa7KssM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Therefore, having these promises, beloved, let us cleanse ourselves from all defilement of flesh and spirit, perfecting holiness in the fear of God. -2 Cor. 7:1 (NASB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-8006639724575025266?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/8006639724575025266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=8006639724575025266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/8006639724575025266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/8006639724575025266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-is-not-fight.html' title='Love is not a fight.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-6710341167945669612</id><published>2009-05-22T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:31:40.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Of this church I was made a minister according to the stewardship from God bestowed on me for your benefit, so that I might fully carry out the preaching of the word of God, that is, the mystery which has been hidden from the past ages and generations, but has now been manifested to His saints, to whom God willed to make known what is the riches of the glory of this mystery among the Gentiles, which is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christ in you, the hope of glory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. We proclaim Him, admonishing every man and teaching every man with all wisdom, so that we may present every man complete in Christ.&lt;strong&gt; For this purpose also I labor, striving according to His power, which mightily works within me.&lt;/strong&gt; –Colossians 1:25-29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6V0rgrt1nTM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6V0rgrt1nTM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well friends, below I've written a prayer which was born out of my utter depravity and God's grace and power in my life. I hope it will bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O Eternal God,&lt;br /&gt;Here am I.&lt;br /&gt;A gypsy,&lt;br /&gt;a pilgrim.&lt;br /&gt;A thief&lt;br /&gt;hidden&lt;br /&gt;in the heart of a Redeemer.&lt;br /&gt;Conflicted thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;empty hands.&lt;br /&gt;Battle scars,&lt;br /&gt;undone plans.&lt;br /&gt;I am a misfit&lt;br /&gt;and I give myself to You.&lt;br /&gt;Broken,&lt;br /&gt;contrite.&lt;br /&gt;I am a fool.&lt;br /&gt;Beyond logic,&lt;br /&gt;reason.&lt;br /&gt;Ignorant,&lt;br /&gt;out of season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please,&lt;br /&gt;distance me&lt;br /&gt;from my lingering pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, Father, in Christ&lt;br /&gt;consume me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Your Spirit&lt;br /&gt;bloom in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the Fire.&lt;br /&gt;I AM&lt;br /&gt;ashes without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the Light.&lt;br /&gt;I AM&lt;br /&gt;withered without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fear&lt;br /&gt;trembling…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here am I.&lt;br /&gt;Christ&lt;br /&gt;in me.&lt;br /&gt;The hope of glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re my everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-6710341167945669612?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/6710341167945669612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=6710341167945669612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/6710341167945669612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/6710341167945669612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/05/of-this-church-i-was-made-minister.html' title='Everything.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-7304332136189561419</id><published>2009-05-10T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T23:03:02.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"There is an appointed time for everything" Ecc.3:1a</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The end of a matter is better than its beginning, and patience is better than pride. -Ecc. 7:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XazqArchgR8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XazqArchgR8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-7304332136189561419?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/7304332136189561419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=7304332136189561419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/7304332136189561419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/7304332136189561419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/05/there-is-appointed-time-for-everything.html' title='&quot;There is an appointed time for everything&quot; Ecc.3:1a'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-8261754803047064981</id><published>2009-04-28T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:20:08.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Judges 13-16</title><content type='html'>So, some dear friends of mine showed me this the other day. It makes me laugh hysterically. I hope you enjoy it! Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cZ2KYbRVie8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cZ2KYbRVie8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-8261754803047064981?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/8261754803047064981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=8261754803047064981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/8261754803047064981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/8261754803047064981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/04/judges-13-16.html' title='Judges 13-16'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-5123872720283469493</id><published>2009-04-13T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T12:37:34.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do not be afraid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The angel said to the women, “&lt;strong&gt;Do not be afraid&lt;/strong&gt;; for I know that you are looking for Jesus who has been crucified. He is not here, He has risen, just as He said. Come, see the place where He was lying. –Matthew 28: 5-6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324260055257775682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SeOST6Vw_kI/AAAAAAAAADA/bxbBDg68W1A/s320/Sky+on+Fire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;“Heaven about is softer blue,&lt;br /&gt;Earth around is sweeter green,&lt;br /&gt;Something lives in every hue,&lt;br /&gt;Christless eyes have never seen.&lt;br /&gt;Birds with gladder songs o’erflow,&lt;br /&gt;Flowers with deeper beauty shine,&lt;br /&gt;Since I know as now I know&lt;br /&gt;I am His, and He is mine.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;–Jim Elliot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Si donc vous êtes ressuscités avec Christ, cherchez les choses d’en haut, où Christ est assis à la droite de Dieu. Attachez-vous aux choses d’en haut, et non à celles qui sont sur la terre. &lt;strong&gt;Car vous êtes morts, et votre vie est cachée avec Christ en Dieu.&lt;/strong&gt; Quand Christ, votre vie, paraîtra, alors vous paraîtrez aussi avec lui dans la gloire. –Colossiens 3 :1-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I am no longer my own, but Yours.&lt;br /&gt;Put me to what you will, rank me with whom you will.&lt;br /&gt;Put me to doing, put me to suffering.&lt;br /&gt;Let me be employed by You or laid aside for You, exalted for You or brought low by You.&lt;br /&gt;Let me have all things, let me have nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I freely and heartily yield all things to Your pleasure and disposal.&lt;br /&gt;And now, O glorious and blessed God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit,&lt;br /&gt;You are mine and I am Yours. So be it.&lt;br /&gt;And the covenant which I have made on earth, Let it be ratified in heaven. -Amen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;(Community Response: A Covenant Prayer. Adapted from John Wesley's Covenant Service)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-5123872720283469493?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/5123872720283469493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=5123872720283469493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/5123872720283469493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/5123872720283469493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-not-be-afraid.html' title='Do not be afraid.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SeOST6Vw_kI/AAAAAAAAADA/bxbBDg68W1A/s72-c/Sky+on+Fire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-4807643571292862027</id><published>2009-04-11T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T08:07:33.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-Hebrews 12:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9gU-ejQxEXk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9gU-ejQxEXk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;« Après qu’il aura chassé tous tes ennemis devant toi, comme l’Éternel l’a dit. » &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-Deutéronome 6 :19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-4807643571292862027?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/4807643571292862027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=4807643571292862027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/4807643571292862027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/4807643571292862027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/04/true-love.html' title='True Love'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-3129189368515812413</id><published>2009-04-06T21:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:00:03.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Crisis Man</title><content type='html'>So currently I’m reading “Shadow of the Almighty: Life and Testament of Jim Elliot”. Jim was a missionary martyr (Read his bio here: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jim_Elliot"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jim_Elliot&lt;/a&gt;).  Anyways, almost everything that I’ve read about the life of this dear saint has really challenged me. Especially, the way that he prayed and walked according to his convictions. &lt;br /&gt;Two of His prayers have really touched me today, so I’d like to share them with you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;1)      “Fix my heart wholly, Lord, to follow Thee, in no detail to touch what is not mine”&lt;br /&gt;2)      “Father, make of me a crisis man. Bring those I contact to decision. Let me not be a mile post on a single road; make me a fork, that men must turn one way or another in facing Christ in me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latter has inspired a prayer/poem that I’d like to share. (Please note: C.S. Lewis’s description of the woman of noble character in his allegory “The Great Divorce” has also heavily influenced this poem.) &lt;br /&gt;Father,&lt;br /&gt;Please keep&lt;br /&gt;every man my brother&lt;br /&gt;in our friendship&lt;br /&gt;challenged&lt;br /&gt;to be&lt;br /&gt;a better brother, father, lover.&lt;br /&gt;And make&lt;br /&gt;every woman my sister&lt;br /&gt;in our encounter&lt;br /&gt;encouraged&lt;br /&gt;to be&lt;br /&gt;a better sister, giver, lover.&lt;br /&gt;And let&lt;br /&gt;every child in my presence&lt;br /&gt;find&lt;br /&gt;a mother.&lt;br /&gt;And, fill me&lt;br /&gt;with Your truth;&lt;br /&gt;truth&lt;br /&gt;sets people free.&lt;br /&gt;So that all may see&lt;br /&gt;Christ Jesus&lt;br /&gt;who makes His home&lt;br /&gt;in me.&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-3129189368515812413?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/3129189368515812413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=3129189368515812413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/3129189368515812413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/3129189368515812413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/04/crisis-man.html' title='A Crisis Man'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-5547838724205639620</id><published>2009-04-05T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T07:44:56.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great is Your love and Your faithfulness...</title><content type='html'>So recently I made a video documenting some of the things that I've learned during the last eight months in Québec. Please feel free to check it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QhGPRDpxorg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QhGPRDpxorg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my dear friend Julie wrote a blog post on March 29th which I found to be startling. See here:&lt;a href="http://julieslifejourney.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" s_oid="http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fjulieslifejourney.blogspot.com%2F&amp;amp;h=84fb076df0d282b4257" s_oidt="0" __untrusted="true"&gt;http://julieslifejourney.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I know Julie well as a woman of the Lord, I'm taking it very seriously. As should you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, I would like to share with you some of the lyrics to my new favorite love song.&lt;br /&gt;It's Leeland's, 'Theif in the Night':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Great is Your love and Your faithfulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;It’s Your faithfulness that carries me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Many times I’ve run away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Forsook Your love and all Your grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Still You call out my nameYeah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You still care that I be saved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;So I’ll sing the glories of Your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Your awesomeness I will proclaim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Until You come, until You come and… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Take Your bride away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Like a thief in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Like a thief in the night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You’ll take us away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;There is no one that can fill this void&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Like You fill this void in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;My life is just a human one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But You pick me up and call me son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Speak, Lord, I am listening Yes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Your child will serve faithfully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-5547838724205639620?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/5547838724205639620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=5547838724205639620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/5547838724205639620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/5547838724205639620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/04/great-is-your-love-and-your.html' title='Great is Your love and Your faithfulness...'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-3031998803161195826</id><published>2009-01-17T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T15:12:33.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Augustines Prayer</title><content type='html'>Currently in my devotional life I'm going through a book called "Ancient Christians Devotional: A Year of Weekly Readings". It is really quite good. Originally I picked it because it was edited by Thomans C. Oden, a man who wrote three very excellent books on systematic theology, and I'm finding it quite insightful. It includes weekly Bible readings that follow the Christian calendar and each reading is accompanied by the writings and prayers of the early church fathers.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think that my favorite part of working through this devotional book is reading the prayers. For each week there is an opening and a closing prayers to pray through each day. And I love praying through these prayers. It is so incredible to me to think that followers of Christ have been praying through these same prayers for hundreds of years, and now I get to be a part of that...&lt;br /&gt;And now I would like to invite you to be a part of that too. Below is my favorite prayer for this week. I hope it blesses you the way its been blessing me.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;O God, the light of the hearts that see you, the life of the souls that love you, the strength of the minds that seek you; from whom to turn is to fall, to whom to turn is to rise and in whom to abide is to stand fast forever: grant us your blessing as we offer up our confessions and supplications, and though we are unworthy to approach you or to ask anything of you at all, hear and forgive us, for the sake of our great High Priest and only Mediator, Jesus Christ you Son. Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-3031998803161195826?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/3031998803161195826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=3031998803161195826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/3031998803161195826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/3031998803161195826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2009/01/st-augustines-prayer.html' title='St. Augustines Prayer'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-1791243816567709018</id><published>2008-11-08T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:27:27.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is My Desire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going, I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end. Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think I am following Your will does not mean that I am actually doing so. But I believe that the desire to please You does in fact please You. And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing. I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire. And I know that, if I do this, You will lead me by the right road, though I may know nothing about it. Therefore I will trust You always though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death. I will not fear, for You are ever with me, and You will never leave me to face my perils alone. -Thomas Merton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This is my desire: to honor You.&lt;br /&gt;Lord with all my Heart I worship You.&lt;br /&gt;All I have within in me, I give You praise.&lt;br /&gt;All that I adore is in You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I give you my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I give you my soul, I live for you alone.&lt;br /&gt;Every breath that I take,&lt;br /&gt;Every moment I'm awake,&lt;br /&gt;Lord have Your way in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-Hillsong "This is My Desire"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-1791243816567709018?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/1791243816567709018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=1791243816567709018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/1791243816567709018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/1791243816567709018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-my-desire.html' title='This Is My Desire'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-8306023193378280568</id><published>2008-10-07T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:57:42.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adequacy…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what has God been teaching me lately?&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been taking lessons in adequacy. When you find yourself to be completely inept and entirely inadequate, do not despair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Such confidence we have through Christ toward God. Not that we are adequate in ourselves to consider anything as coming from ourselves, &lt;strong&gt;but our adequacy is from God, who also made us adequate as servants of a new covenant,&lt;/strong&gt; not of the letter of the Spirit; for the letter kills, but the Spirit gives life. 2 Cor. 3:4-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is this hope that governs me. Not that I can achieve adequacy through righteous deeds, talents, or abilities (specifically the ability to communicate…). &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SOv3FKXLc5I/AAAAAAAAABs/lP1PYZEE8Ps/s1600-h/heart+of+Christ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254565058310796178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" height="275" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SOv3FKXLc5I/AAAAAAAAABs/lP1PYZEE8Ps/s320/heart+of+Christ.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Christ is my adequacy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to accept Christ then you also are made adequate.&lt;br /&gt;So, put away your self condemning thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Silence the voice that says, “You don’t measure up”.&lt;br /&gt;“You can’t do it; the task is too great!”&lt;br /&gt;“You are inadequate”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start living in victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christ is our adequacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Spirit is in us, all hope and all glory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-8306023193378280568?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/8306023193378280568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=8306023193378280568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/8306023193378280568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/8306023193378280568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2008/10/adequacy.html' title='Adequacy…'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SOv3FKXLc5I/AAAAAAAAABs/lP1PYZEE8Ps/s72-c/heart+of+Christ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-7155048407397122180</id><published>2008-09-20T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T19:22:55.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A tale of the miraculous heaven sent throne of sorts...</title><content type='html'>So, here goes my first b-log update since my arrival…&lt;br /&gt;I think I’ll start by sharing with you the most important thing I’ve learned so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson#1: &lt;strong&gt;God is really big and faithful.&lt;/strong&gt; It seems that since I landed here God has continually shown me His love and faithfulness in every way. You see, I have been walking around with a great deal of confusion for nearly three weeks now. I don’t know what people are saying. I don’t kno&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SNWWQ388NMI/AAAAAAAAABE/fflC7LvJH-Y/s1600-h/Heavenly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248266157411808450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SNWWQ388NMI/AAAAAAAAABE/fflC7LvJH-Y/s320/Heavenly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;w what I am saying (which is apparent on the faces of those who I speak too…). And, I don’t even fully comprehend where I’m at; since I have directional difficulties. Yet, God has continually provided for me. For example, last week God met one of my premier needs via a porta-potty. One evening I was returning from an excursion to Old Québec when all of the sudden nature called… This was extremely inconvenient as I still had to walk half an hour from the bus stop to the house. Well, fifteen minutes in, I was on the brink of forfeit. I knew I could not hold it any longer… I started to pray: “Lord, help me! I already feel like an infant in every way; I don’t want my host family to think that I didn’t come potty trained!”&lt;br /&gt;And then, just as I was about to say goodbye to my last ounce of dignity I spotted it, the green porta-potty from heaven (pictured on right) . It rose up out of nowhere on a street corner in the suburbs! The pylons around it indicated that it was initially placed there to service a road construction crew; but, I know that it was God who placed it in that exact spot to meet me in my hour of great need! Praise Him!&lt;br /&gt;In other news, this weekend I had the immense privilege of helping to present Option Grossesse to a church here in QC. The service was in French and English; and I had the opportunity to present the Centre in English while my francophone friend A. did her part in French. It went very well; I think that we were well received. Praise God that we are receiving support from some of the churches in QC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SNWXg7mQBUI/AAAAAAAAABU/4JYPng7C8Rs/s1600-h/JC+and+Mary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248267532779914562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SNWXg7mQBUI/AAAAAAAAABU/4JYPng7C8Rs/s320/JC+and+Mary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I’d like to share with you one of the beautiful things I see everyday. Pictured on the right are the Virgin Mary and Baby Jesus. As I walk to school each day I see this statue standing outside an abandoned monastery. It reminds me of God’s great mercy and unending love. The empty monastery, however, reminds me how much we need God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all for this go. Please tune in next time to hear more about my miraculous happenings and amazing adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Leah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please Note: I’ve listed below some prayer and praise items.&lt;br /&gt;Praise God for:&lt;br /&gt;- The fact that I now have internet at the Moreau’s. Thank-you for your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;- The opportunity to speak in church.&lt;br /&gt;- His continued faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer For:&lt;br /&gt;- Option Grossesse, please pray that we would continue to move forward in success as we establish a location for the Centre and start training.&lt;br /&gt;- My grandpa Jack and my friend Megan who are in the hospital. Please pray that they would come to know that Lord and that He would heal them.&lt;br /&gt;- Pray for my language learning; that my mouth and ears would be opened. (Also, pray that God would still use me somehow in the mean time…)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-7155048407397122180?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/7155048407397122180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=7155048407397122180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/7155048407397122180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/7155048407397122180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2008/09/tale-of-miraculous-heaven-sent-throne.html' title='A tale of the miraculous heaven sent throne of sorts...'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SNWWQ388NMI/AAAAAAAAABE/fflC7LvJH-Y/s72-c/Heavenly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-2415627437894633026</id><published>2008-08-29T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T00:59:05.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zero to Sixty in Year 400</title><content type='html'>Dorothy Kenton, an Alliance missionary who had plans to serve God overseas, was redirected in 1942.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;After much prayer she believed that God wanted her to go to Quebec. “When I could say a wholehearted ‘yes’ too Him and give my willing consent to serve Him in Quebec for as long as He chose to use me there,” she recalled, “a great peace flooded my soul and immediately the Lord gave token after token that this thing was of Him.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later she wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Quebec is not ordinarily thought of as a mission field. Going up there does not carry with it the glory and glamour of one who is crossing the ocean. Nevertheless, the field is a most needy one and certainly a hard one; a field that needs the earnest prayers and supplications of the Lord’s intercessors…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, in 1948 Quebec was considered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“the world’s second largest (after India) unevangelized missions field, still open to the Gospel”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Lindsay Reynolds “Rebirth: The Redevelopment of the Christian and Missionary Alliance in Canada 1919-1983&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how much has changed in 60 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Jesus Christ have mercy on me a sinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-2415627437894633026?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/2415627437894633026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=2415627437894633026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/2415627437894633026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/2415627437894633026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2008/08/zero-to-sixty-in-year-400.html' title='Zero to Sixty in Year 400'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-3452670512548999579</id><published>2008-08-16T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T11:08:53.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Pretending; Start Loving.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am not a woman of great knowledge or wisdom. I don’t have a degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet… the truth was spelled out for me in a dream like at street sign caught in the headlights at night: “Canada is in Danger”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you mean Canada is in danger? I don’t feel threatened?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"We don't realize how vulnerable we are in one another's company," said Fr. Riccioli. "We depend and trust that people next to us are coming out of their best place. Sometimes that continuum doesn't work out. Some of it is random. But as a society we make choices; &lt;strong&gt;we pretend that people are on their own and that has consequences.&lt;/strong&gt; When we decide that we would rather have a tax cut than a place to house people who are mentally ill that has consequences, too."&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Charles Lewis, National Post “Tragedy tests one’s faith”; in reference to the Greyhound atrocity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nationalpost.com/news/canada/story.html?id=696337&amp;amp;p=2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;http://www.nationalpost.com/news/canada/story.html?id=696337&amp;amp;p=2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretending that we are on our own isn’t so bad for the able bodied… a bit lonely perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But, independence is freedom… right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We all fall down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it is due to illness, accident, or old age; we all fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let’s STOP pretending that we’re all alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Two is better than one… if one falls down, his friend can help him up.&lt;br /&gt;Woe to the one who falls when there is not another to lift him up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Ecc. 4:9a, 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235177910277328946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SKcWkn4NUDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/yrs21j_rN-g/s320/Loving+in+a+dif+color.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-3452670512548999579?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/3452670512548999579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=3452670512548999579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/3452670512548999579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/3452670512548999579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2008/08/stop-pretending-start-loving.html' title='Stop Pretending; Start Loving.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SKcWkn4NUDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/yrs21j_rN-g/s72-c/Loving+in+a+dif+color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-3086094430482175658</id><published>2008-07-23T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T07:04:33.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress Report - Mission Quebec</title><content type='html'>Hello friends, so I haven’t been as frequent in updating this blog as I would have hoped; however, I plan to amend this presently. Here is a quick update on my Quebec status.&lt;br /&gt;Praise Items:&lt;br /&gt;1)      I have a plane ticket! I will be arriving in Quebec City on Monday September 1st at 5:45pm.&lt;br /&gt;2)      My plane ticket cost approximately $175 less than I thought it would!&lt;br /&gt;3)      I have been learning a lot of useful things at the Calgary Pregnancy Care Centre; I hope that these things will be helpful during my time in Quebec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer Requests:&lt;br /&gt;4)      I have sent in my application to the University of Laval for language studies; please pray with me that I will hear from them soon with a letter of acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;5)      I still don’t have a place to live while I’m in Quebec City. Ideally I would like to live with a French speaking family; however, if I don’t find a family I will have to live in a secular residence setting at Laval. Since I never want to live in a secular residence ever, please pray that God would prepare a family for me.&lt;br /&gt;6)      Continued prayer for funds; I am still short a few thousand dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you have it, my progress report. God bless you for joining me in prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-3086094430482175658?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/3086094430482175658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=3086094430482175658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/3086094430482175658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/3086094430482175658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2008/07/progress-report-mission-quebec.html' title='Progress Report - Mission Quebec'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-7410986538093694220</id><published>2008-06-29T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T20:31:27.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“God is opposed to the proud, but gives grace to the humble”</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;God wants us to show our faith when we obey, for he doesn't express his will with drums and trumpets...Sometimes he suggests his wishes in a whisper, deep in our conscience; and we must listen carefully to recognize his voice and be faithful... Let's not forget: we need humility of we are to obey... We have to love God so as to love his will and desire to respond to his call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trade my trumpets for sackcloth.&lt;br /&gt;Clothe my heart in humility;&lt;br /&gt;that righteousness might take root&lt;br /&gt;and spring up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let go of this love for hypocrisy.”&lt;br /&gt;“LET GO OF THIS STRIFE AND MONSTROSITY”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ in me;&lt;br /&gt;all hope and all glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come Lord Jesus, come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;God humbled himself to allow us to get near him, so that we could give our love in exchange for his so that our freedom might bow, not only at the sight of his power, but also before the wonder of his humility. -Josemaria Escriva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Submit therefore to God. Resist the devil and he will flee from you. Draw near to God and He will draw near to you. Cleanse your hands you sinners; and purify your hearts, you double-minded. Be miserable and mourn and weep; let your laughter be turned into mourning and your joy to gloom. Humble yourselves in the presence of the Lord, and He will exalt you. -James 4:6b-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-7410986538093694220?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/7410986538093694220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=7410986538093694220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/7410986538093694220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/7410986538093694220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2008/06/god-is-opposed-to-proud-but-gives-grace.html' title='“God is opposed to the proud, but gives grace to the humble”'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-7081719320102713749</id><published>2008-06-19T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:27:58.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord is my Portion</title><content type='html'>God is great and merciful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When my heart was embittered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And I was pierced within,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then I was senseless and ignorant;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I was like a beast before You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nevertheless I am continually with You;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You have taken hold of my right hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;With Your counsel You will guide me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And afterward receive me to glory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Whom have I in heaven but You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And besides You, I desire nothing on earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My flesh and my heart may fail,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But God is the strength of my heart and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my portion forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;For, behold, those who are far from You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;will perish;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You have destroyed all those who are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;unfaithful to You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But as for me, the nearness of God is my good;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have made the Lord God my refuge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;That I may tell of all Your works. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-Ps. 73:21-28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Lord! He is good to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Remember my affliction and my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wandering, the wormwood and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bitterness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Surely my soul remembers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And is bowed down within me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This I recall to my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Therefore I have hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Lord's lovingkindnesses indeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;never cease,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;For His compassions never fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;They are new every morning;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Great is Your faithfulness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"The Lord is my portion" says my soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Therefore I have hope in Him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Lord is good to those who wait for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To the person who seeks Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is&lt;/em&gt; good that he waits silently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;For the salvation of the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is &lt;/em&gt;good for a man that he should bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the yoke in his youth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Let him sit alone and be silent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Since He has laid &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Let him put his mouth in the dust,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Perhaps there is hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Let him give his cheek to the smitter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Let him be filled with reproach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the Lord will not reject forever,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;For if He causes grief,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then He will have compassion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;According to His abundant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;lovingkindness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-Lam. 3: 19-32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Second Helvetic Confession of the Protestant Reformation says, "The preaching of the Word of God is the Word of God"... the humility implicit in such a confession is that we have nothing of importance, merit, or authority to say comparable to what God has said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-Bryan Chapell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-7081719320102713749?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/7081719320102713749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=7081719320102713749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/7081719320102713749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/7081719320102713749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2008/06/lord-is-my-portion.html' title='The Lord is my Portion'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-5732823266887062324</id><published>2008-06-02T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:59:55.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jesus is alive!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SES_yqiifcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/M0C_ZeujdlY/s1600-h/hands+and+feet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207497946280656322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SES_yqiifcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/M0C_ZeujdlY/s320/hands+and+feet.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You knit me together in my mother’s womb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-Ps. 139:13b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;These are my nephew’s feet and my sister’s hands. Beautiful feet and hands….&lt;br /&gt;Since I began working at the Pregnancy Care Center I have spent a considerable amount of time with small children and pregnant women. I won’t deceive you; it isn’t always easy. There are a lot of tears involved.&lt;br /&gt;However, it has never been more apparent to me how truly miraculous life is. The Lord loves His little children.&lt;br /&gt;Okay… illustration time. Yesterday I spent the day with one of my sisters and her family (a different sister than the one pictured above). And of course, she is pregnant, seven months along in fact. She also already has one small child. He is nearly three and he is absolutely adorable. I love him a great deal.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, while we were playing in the back yard (actually, he was running and playing while all of the adults wondered at his vast supply of energy) when all of the sudden my dear little nephew ran up to me with excitement and said, “Auntie Leala” (Yes… he calls me Auntie Leala; so cute!). And I replied, “Yes?” eager to share in his delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes got wide; what he was about to say was clearly very important to him.&lt;br /&gt;I braced myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jesus…” he said, “is alive!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes he is dear one,” I smiled with great joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, ever since my nephew started going to Sunday school he has become a little evangelist. He especially likes to share in the mall.&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves His precious little children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-5732823266887062324?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/5732823266887062324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=5732823266887062324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/5732823266887062324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/5732823266887062324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2008/06/jesus-is-alive.html' title='&quot;Jesus is alive!&quot;'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SES_yqiifcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/M0C_ZeujdlY/s72-c/hands+and+feet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-8300397048312490934</id><published>2008-05-18T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T23:02:05.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God weeps...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;As he was traveling, it happened that he was approaching Damascus, and suddenly a light from heaven flashed around him; and he fell to the ground and heard a voice saying to him, "Saul, Saul, why are you persecuting Me?" And he said, "Who are You, Lord?" And He said, "I am Jesus whom you are persecuting" -Acts 9:3-5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;God weeps&lt;br /&gt;at love withheld&lt;br /&gt;at strength misused&lt;br /&gt;at children’s innocence abused&lt;br /&gt;Until we change the way we love,&lt;br /&gt;God weeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bleeds&lt;br /&gt;at anger’s fist&lt;br /&gt;at trust betrayed&lt;br /&gt;at women battered and afraid&lt;br /&gt;Until we change the way we win,&lt;br /&gt;God bleeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God cries&lt;br /&gt;at hungry mouths&lt;br /&gt;at running sores&lt;br /&gt;at creatures dying without cause&lt;br /&gt;Until we change the way we care,&lt;br /&gt;God cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God waits&lt;br /&gt;for stones to melt&lt;br /&gt;for peace to seed&lt;br /&gt;for heart’s to hold each others need&lt;br /&gt;Until we understand the Christ,&lt;br /&gt;God waits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Shirley Erena Murray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-8300397048312490934?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/8300397048312490934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=8300397048312490934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/8300397048312490934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/8300397048312490934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2008/05/god-weeps.html' title='God weeps...'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-1626531880248945841</id><published>2008-05-09T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:04:13.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 o'clock?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"it is the name of Jesus which has strengthened this man whom you see and know; and the faith which comes through Him has given him this perfect health in the presence of you all... Therefore repent and return, so that your sins may be wiped away, in order that times of refreshing may come from the presence of the Lord" –Acts 3:16b;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this week has been full of challenges, including inward and outward struggles; but, it has also been full of divine mercy, strengthening, and refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday for example I accidentally left work one hour early.&lt;br /&gt;My co-worker and I were talking and she said, "well I've got to go; see you tomorrow Leah". Since we usually leave at the same time I assumed that this meant it was time for me to go as well.&lt;br /&gt;I looked outside and the sky seemed dark enough (it was raining...). I also glanced at the clock on the wall; and read it wrong. Then I went home.&lt;br /&gt;When I stepped in the door my roommate and her fiancé were sitting on the couch, they looked at me with surprise and one of them said, "Leah, you're home early!" I responded, "No I'm not". But, they seemed convinced, so I swallowed my pride and looked at the clock. They were right; it was 4 not 5... So I ran back to work.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I only live across the street so I was gone for like 5 minutes. When I got back to the Center and told the ladies what happened we all had a good chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;My job is a real blessing to me; it’s keeping me humble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good. Even when it’s raining, and my timing is off... He is good to me. &lt;br /&gt;Slow to anger, rich in mercy, abounding in love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-1626531880248945841?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/1626531880248945841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=1626531880248945841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/1626531880248945841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/1626531880248945841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2008/05/4-oclock.html' title='4 o&apos;clock?!?'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-5494214295784637657</id><published>2008-04-27T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T19:18:36.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 25th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;He who offers a sacrifice of thanksgiving honors Me;&lt;br /&gt;And to him who orders his way aright I shall show the salvation of God.&lt;br /&gt;-Psalm 50:23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I ate an entire chocolate rabbit head left over from Easter...&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I cleaned out all my cupboards and put everything I own into a box and moved it.&lt;br /&gt;The day before that I finished my last Greek paper; my last paper of the year.&lt;br /&gt;Now I am on the farm again for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is in HUGE transition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it were a chapter book I'm on to the next chapter.&lt;br /&gt;The last few were the best so far; hard to beat.&lt;br /&gt;But I think this new one has started out pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It begins by remembering Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the name of Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-5494214295784637657?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/5494214295784637657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=5494214295784637657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/5494214295784637657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/5494214295784637657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-25th.html' title='April 25th'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-439266934024755155.post-5127522921553136596</id><published>2008-04-18T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T19:18:00.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The purpose of this B-log is to lend you some insight into my life as I venture to Quebec on a mission. I hope to write on regular basis; I’ll start in the summer as I prepare to go. However, until I get through this last stretch of papers and exams, I will simply leave you some scripture to encourage you and a Merton that I jacked from Leslie’s blog to pacify your heart. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.” 2 Corinthians 4:16-18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Our Eden is the heart of Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Let grace come, Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Your name is on my heart&lt;br /&gt;Your holy name is on the tower of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Let grace come and let this world pass away,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, You who are living in my exhausted heart.&lt;br /&gt;-Thomas Merton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/439266934024755155-5127522921553136596?l=leahgarnett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/feeds/5127522921553136596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=439266934024755155&amp;postID=5127522921553136596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/5127522921553136596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/439266934024755155/posts/default/5127522921553136596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahgarnett.blogspot.com/2008/04/purpose-of-this-b-log-is-to-lend-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07782395360986540184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t_zTfQ8MfW0/SiFU-Bx9LbI/AAAAAAAAADI/cxXSlklLEQ0/S220/IMG_0760.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
