<?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-7914105270932205104</id><updated>2012-02-06T16:27:09.673-08:00</updated><category term='Emily'/><category term='control'/><category term='Angelica'/><category term='the Bible'/><category term='challenge'/><category term='Megan'/><category term='pride'/><category term='trust'/><category term='perseverance'/><category term='books'/><category term='grace'/><category term='encouragement'/><category term='jealousy'/><category term='witnessing'/><category term='Brynlea'/><category term='guilt'/><category term='Annie'/><category term='service'/><category term='devotions'/><category term='Hebrews'/><category term='truth'/><category term='His presence'/><category term='humility'/><category term='Joelle'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='worship'/><category term='family'/><category term='longing'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='Heaven'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='worry'/><category term='sin'/><category term='contest'/><category term='girl talk'/><category term='stress'/><category term='guys'/><category term='God'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='college'/><category term='music'/><category term='fasting'/><category term='dedication'/><category term='faith'/><category term='doing right'/><category term='life'/><category term='Ariel'/><category term='Rose'/><category term='tongue'/><category term='church'/><category term='strength'/><category term='identity'/><category term='Haylie'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='love'/><category term='femininity'/><title type='text'>The Pursuit</title><subtitle type='html'>The official blog of Passion Magazine</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-955340448592711276</id><published>2012-02-04T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T11:45:36.340-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witnessing'/><title type='text'>When God Gives You Lemons...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hey girls, Rosie here! And I’m so very excited and thankful for the opportunity to encourage you girls on here for a little while! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So when life gives you lemons, what do you do? Well, you make lemonade, as the saying goes. I absolutely LOVE lemons and lemonade, and I especially love lemonade stands! Which is why I am now suddenly reminded of a hilarious commercial! You know, the one with the little girl where she makes her lemonade stand into a giant business? Well, here’s the commercial in case some of you girls have never seen it:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/MUcpCB7Wls8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MUcpCB7Wls8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MUcpCB7Wls8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Look at that little girl! I mean, talk about using one’s resources! She uses everything she can! Her father entrusts her with his expensive-looking smart phone and instead of simply using the phone’s calculator, little Susie uses every possible feature on that phone to make a profit!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I think that God does the same thing with us. God gives each and every one of us our own lemons in life. But what are we supposed to do with the lemons that God gives us? Multiply them! In the parable of the talents (check it out in Matthew 25:14-30!), Jesus says that&amp;nbsp;the kingdom of heaven will be like will be like&amp;nbsp;a man who goes on a journey and entrusts his servants with his property. In the parable, the man gives money (in the form of talents, a measurement of money at the time) to three servants. The first two servants eagerly get to work and double the money they’re given, making a profit for their master. But the third servant does absolutely nothing for his master with what he was given. He just buries his master’s money in the ground. So when the master returns, he’s delighted with the efforts and profit of the first two servants. He entrusts them with more money and invites them to celebrate with him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, the master is angry with his third servant and takes away what he had. You see the third servant is lazy, wicked, and useless. He’s lazy and wicked because he doesn’t care to even try to please his master. (He could have simply put his master’s money in the bank and just sat around while it made interest! That would have been super easy, right?) And he’s useless because he does nothing for his master. He makes no profit; he’s a branch that bears no fruit at all. All the third servant does is complain about how “hard” his master is. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can we sometimes act like the third servant though? Sadly, I know I can. So often we search, wonder, and pray about how we can serve God. We may dream of amazing ways to glorify God this summer, next year, next month, next week, even tomorrow. But sometimes we feel like there’s nothing we can do &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt;. Maybe we don’t know where to start, or maybe we’re scared to try because we think God is too harsh. Or maybe we’re blind to what God has entrusted us with.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;But just like little Susie in the commercial and the three servants in the parable, our Lord and Heavenly Father has entrusted each and every one of us with VERY valuable things. As Christians, we’ve all already been entrusted with the greatest treasure in the entire universe: God himself! (And like money, this gift definitely grows and multiplies when shared and invested!) We’ve also been given the people we know (family and friends at school or work) and the opportunities available to us (all of the places we can go). Imagine if we used all of that that God has given to us and eagerly went to work today like the first two servants!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well let’s stop imagining now and let’s do it! Girls, I want to challenge all of you (and myself because the Lord knows I need it too!) to pray and search for ways to invest and share Jesus Christ today and this coming week, and then to act! Let’s be like the first two servants: let’s look for every opportunity today to serve God, serve His people, and share the treasure of Jesus Christ in our lives! Is there a new girl at school who’s having some trouble making new friends? Befriend her, love her like Jesus does, and pray and search for opportunities to share the Gospel with her! Is there a community service club at your school? Join it, and even suggest a new service project that you’re passionate about! Does your church need some help with watching children, phone calls, cleaning, greeting, or anything like that? Volunteer yourself today! Pray for such opportunities and God has promised that He will open the door! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Peace and God bless, girlies!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Rose&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feel free to email me or check out my blog!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;roseeflores@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;rosiewalkingthewalk.blogspot.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-955340448592711276?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/955340448592711276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2012/02/when-god-gives-you-lemons.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/955340448592711276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/955340448592711276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2012/02/when-god-gives-you-lemons.html' title='When God Gives You Lemons...'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-3000778713165760640</id><published>2012-01-25T11:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T16:26:54.409-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brynlea'/><title type='text'>Classic Cleanout-No More Acting Clueless</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-header"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eoQERBoM4C4/Tx7GVpP8VlI/AAAAAAAAAN4/g6ZKKXaGgQw/s1600/clueless_image30.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eoQERBoM4C4/Tx7GVpP8VlI/AAAAAAAAAN4/g6ZKKXaGgQw/s400/clueless_image30.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sIO5FYuuSSc/Tx7EDrbdUmI/AAAAAAAAANo/7rE6bO4Xu50/s1600/Clueless-closet_300.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I came to the realization that I really needed to clean out  my closet. It was getting ridiculous. I forced myself to give away 25  items including dresses, skirts, vests, jeans, tops, and bags no matter  their cost or age. This time there would be no justifying to myself why I  should keep a certain piece of clothing or accessory or convincing  myself that I'd wear it again in the near future. No more being  clueless. This stuff had to go. So, I started pulling and grabbing,  throwing the lovely discarded items on my closet floor never to look  back again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7914105270932205104&amp;amp;postID=3000778713165760640" name="more"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. my. gosh. I must pause due to my inability to stop laughing...is  anyone having a Clueless flashback? You know-when Cher goes through her  gigantic, technologically advanced closet to give away outfits for the  disaster relief she had volunteered to lead and organize for Ms. Geist??  Classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in life, there are things that I know I should give away (to God) in  order to rid myself of unwanted, unnecessary clutter. Sin-things that  have or may have the potential to cause me to stray from my walk with  God-even for a moment. It's not healthy-it's hoarding (and good grief,  watch one episode of Hoarders and you'll give everything in your house  away)! Hoarding leads to severe distress, anxiety and emotional/physical  health problems. We have got to stop being so clueless. Why keep  toxicity in your life? Especially in your heart?! As Cher would say,  "ugh, as if!" (wow, I really need help...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W3tGEipTprk/Tx7GAcAtVwI/AAAAAAAAANw/XsGFmuwnxx0/s1600/clueless_cher_as_if.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W3tGEipTprk/Tx7GAcAtVwI/AAAAAAAAANw/XsGFmuwnxx0/s400/clueless_cher_as_if.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Let us strip off every weight that slows us down, especially the sin that so easily trips us up.”&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 12:1 (NLT)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I let them go. I feel strong, fresh and anew. With no  justifications or stipulations hiding in the back of my mind (I threw  those away as well), it has made it easier to let go of my unwanted  "items". When you hold on to a small part of what you are trying to let  go, it makes it not only harder to turn away from. but it makes it  impossible. God commands you to clean out your closet. Start pulling and  grabbing-never looking back! Should this be an option in your life?  UGH, WHATEVER (in my best valley girl voice)! It's a commandment! Duh?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...If your hand or your foot  causes you to sin, cut it off and throw it  away. It is better for you  to enter life maimed or crippled than to  have two hands or two feet and  be thrown into eternal fire. And  if your eye causes you to sin, gouge  it out and throw it away. It is  better for you to enter life with one  eye than to have two eyes and be  thrown into the fire of hell." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Matthew 18:7-9&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brynlea Taylor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Follow me for fashion and devotions!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://fabyoulousgals.blogspot.com&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;twitter: bryntayl&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Brynlea Taylor Cunniff is a tomboy in a tutu. With a desire to be the Proverbs 31 woman God created her to be, she walks down the runway of life hand-in-hand with her Designer (in heels...and cowboy boots). Brynlea has a true passion for the young ladies of today's generation, so she has a blog dedicated to devotions, fashion and everything girly! Follow her on http://fabyoulousgals.blogspot.com and Twitter @bryntayl. She would love for you to join her Facebook group "Fabyoulousgals" for Godly encouragement and girl chat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&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/7914105270932205104-3000778713165760640?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3000778713165760640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/classic-cleanout-no-more-acting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3000778713165760640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3000778713165760640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/classic-cleanout-no-more-acting.html' title='Classic Cleanout-No More Acting Clueless'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eoQERBoM4C4/Tx7GVpP8VlI/AAAAAAAAAN4/g6ZKKXaGgQw/s72-c/clueless_image30.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-5855071906146599922</id><published>2012-01-23T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T11:43:29.033-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haylie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Who Am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;~ I am forgiven (Romans 5:1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;~ I am a member of Christ’s body (1 Cor &lt;st1:time hour="12" minute="27" w:st="on"&gt;12:27&lt;/st1:time&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;~ I am a saint ( Eph. 1:1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;~ I am complete in Christ (&lt;st1:state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Col&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; &lt;st1:time hour="14" minute="10" w:st="on"&gt;2:10&lt;/st1:time&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;~ I am free (&lt;st1:state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Col&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; &lt;st1:time hour="13" minute="14" w:st="on"&gt;1:14&lt;/st1:time&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;~I am loved (Romans 5:8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;~ I am Christ’s friend (John &lt;st1:time hour="15" minute="15" w:st="on"&gt;15:15&lt;/st1:time&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;~ I am one in spirit with Him (1 Cor &lt;st1:time hour="18" minute="17" w:st="on"&gt;6:17&lt;/st1:time&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;~ I am God’s (1 Cor &lt;st1:time hour="18" minute="19" w:st="on"&gt;6:19&lt;/st1:time&gt;-20)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;With Christ, we are all of these, but without Christ, we are nothing. Have you accepted Jesus Christ as your Savior? If you would like to know more, please email us at &lt;a href="mailto:passion@passionwebmag.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;passion@passionwebmag.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and we would be happy to tell you all about our wonderful Savior!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Much,&lt;br /&gt;Haylie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;“For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” John 3:16&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-5855071906146599922?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5855071906146599922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/who-am-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/5855071906146599922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/5855071906146599922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/who-am-i.html' title='Who Am I?'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-2479841786944426760</id><published>2012-01-16T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T10:21:38.394-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><title type='text'>New Semester</title><content type='html'>As we enter a new semester of school, whether it be middle school, high school, or college, I want to encourage all of you to remember something. I know that once we get back into the swing of school and life gets crazy with assignments, papers and projects due, it's easy to lose focus of the most important thing in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bible tells us to be heavenly minded, not earthly minded. Colossians 3:2: "Set your mind on things above, not on the things that are on earth."Though school may seem all important right now, we need to keep our focus on heavenly things--on God's plan and purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Paul understood this "earthly tendency" when he wrote this verse. Notice he wrote "Set your mind..." This implies that it is a conscious choice you have to make. Our minds naturally tend to focus on what's immediately in front us. For us that is the upcoming test we may have, social pressures, and academic anxiety. But Paul gives us this verse for a reason. When we place our focus on Christ, it puts the rest of our lives in perspective, and it honors God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this semester, let's all set our minds on things above!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Megan Brainerd, from New York, is a busy nursing student who loves to hang out with her friends, read, and play the piano :) Her email is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:piano93@verizon.net" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" target="_blank"&gt;piano93@verizon.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-2479841786944426760?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2479841786944426760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-semester.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2479841786944426760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2479841786944426760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-semester.html' title='New Semester'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-8277017487549093957</id><published>2012-01-13T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T14:21:31.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazima Ministries Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"If there is a poor man among you, one of your brothers, in any of the towns of the land which the LORD your God is giving you, you shall not harden your heart, nor close your hand to your poor brother; but you shall freely open your hand to him, and generously lend him sufficient for his need in whatever he lacks." -Deuteronomy 15:7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Support Amazima Ministries this month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/1iL3fKAx9wE/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1iL3fKAx9wE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1iL3fKAx9wE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amazima.org/"&gt;Learn more about Amazima and the work they are doing in Uganda here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-8277017487549093957?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8277017487549093957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/amazima-ministries-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/8277017487549093957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/8277017487549093957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/amazima-ministries-video.html' title='Amazima Ministries Video'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-7647917233666883634</id><published>2011-12-28T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T10:21:32.789-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><title type='text'>Worship Songs</title><content type='html'>As the year closes out, I wanted to share some of what I think are the best worship songs of 2011 with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) God is Able--Hillsong United&lt;br /&gt;2) Waiting Here for You--Passion&lt;br /&gt;3) Always--Passion&lt;br /&gt;4) Break Every Chain--Jesus Culture&lt;br /&gt;5) All Things New--Elevation Worship&lt;br /&gt;6) Give Me Faith--Elevation Worship&lt;br /&gt;7) Take Heart--Hillsong United&lt;br /&gt;8) Search My Heart--Hillsong United&lt;br /&gt;9) Rhythms of Grace--Hillsong United&lt;br /&gt;10) Like an Avalanche--Hillsong United&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be blessed by these songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, look up Katie Davis' ministry, Amazima ministries, and her new book, Kisses from Katie. Her story is so inspirational! She left to live in Uganda and do missions work there right out of highschool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;~Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Megan Brainerd, from New York, is a busy nursing student who loves to hang out with her friends, read, and play the piano :) Her email is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:piano93@verizon.net" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" target="_blank"&gt;piano93@verizon.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-7647917233666883634?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7647917233666883634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/worship-songs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/7647917233666883634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/7647917233666883634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/worship-songs.html' title='Worship Songs'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-3418625470713051865</id><published>2011-12-22T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T07:30:03.897-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haylie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>The Gift of Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas comes faster every year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Just after Thanksgiving, holiday music is all we hear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Bright colored paper, tinsel and snow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Candles are lit, giving a soft, Christmas glow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Holidays shoppers fill up the shops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;They’re running around making all the necessary stops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Children are sitting on Santa Claus’s lap,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;As their parents stand watching, desperately wanting a nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;But is this what Christmas is really about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Do we have to be nice and not cry or pout?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Is Santa the real thing or is there something better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Santa may give us toys, but God gave us something greater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;He gave us His Son on that Christmas day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Born in a stable in a manger of hay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;This tiny little baby saved us all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Now isn’t that better than some new rag doll?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;This gift of eternal life is the greatest gift ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Now let us celebrate Christmas like we have never.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;“For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” John 3:16&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-3418625470713051865?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3418625470713051865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/gift-of-christmas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3418625470713051865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3418625470713051865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/gift-of-christmas.html' title='The Gift of Christmas'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-7106668681483483745</id><published>2011-12-20T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T15:19:56.089-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><title type='text'>Christmas Pursuit Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey girls! Passion Magazine is hosting a new Christmas drawing for the book &lt;i&gt;Praying For Your Future Husband&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Robin Jones Gunn. RJG is one of the most known authors for Christian teen girl fiction, and I know personally that her books are absolutely fantastic! (The Christy Miller and Katie Weldon were my personal favorites.) Recently she gave an interview with our friend Lilies Among Thorns Magazine, &lt;a href="http://liliesamongthornsmagazine.blogspot.com/2011/12/interview-with-robin-jones-gunn.html"&gt;found here&lt;/a&gt;. Definitely check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the prize we'll be giving away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.robingunn.com/images/Product/medium/114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://shop.robingunn.com/images/Product/medium/114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;From when we were small girls, most of us dream of “The One,” our future husband. We wonder who that special guy is and when we'll find him. The great news is that what you do now can make a difference in your life and the life of your future husband!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In &lt;/i&gt;Praying for Your Future Husband&lt;i&gt;, authors Robin Jones Gunn and Tricia Goyer share their two vastly different experiences, including the things they did right and the mistakes they made on the path to meeting and marrying their husbands. Each chapter includes helpful Bible verses, prayers, and practical application, along with true stories of women who prayed for a husband and how God answered in remarkable ways.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Entering the drawing is easy. Just be a subscriber to this blog and post a comment that has your name and you'll be entered into the drawing. We'll send you a confirmation email that you've been entered. (We'll only have your name in the database if you are a subscriber of Passion Magazine, so if you aren't, include your email in the comment, or simply subscribe at passionwebmag.com.) We will take new people into the drawing until the very end of this month, and announce the winner in January.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: If you are a subscriber and are only comfortable providing your first name in the below comments, we probably have a lot of people with that name subscribed to the webmag, so please provide an extra piece of information like your last name, where you're from, or part of your email so we'll know which girl you are. :) If you don't like that you can also just email us at passion@passionwebmag.com to enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ariel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-7106668681483483745?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7106668681483483745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-pursuit-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/7106668681483483745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/7106668681483483745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-pursuit-giveaway.html' title='Christmas Pursuit Giveaway!'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-3736746089153442531</id><published>2011-12-07T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T07:30:01.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haylie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Check List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZpW8ubWWueA/TsKDD9cfgLI/AAAAAAAAACw/wc9m-RnijvU/s1600/Christmas-Tree-Wallpaper-christmas-8142630-1024-768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZpW8ubWWueA/TsKDD9cfgLI/AAAAAAAAACw/wc9m-RnijvU/s320/Christmas-Tree-Wallpaper-christmas-8142630-1024-768.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas comes by so fast that we often forget to sit back and enjoy the wonderful season. I composed of a list of things to do this Christmas so that we make sure to enjoy every bit of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 39pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 39.0pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: Symbol; font-size: 26pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Invite some friends over and make Christmas cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 39pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 39.0pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: Symbol; font-size: 26pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Volunteer at an animal shelter or food pantry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 39pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 39.0pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: Symbol; font-size: 26pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Grab your camera and capture every bit of your Christmas holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 39pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 39.0pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: Symbol; font-size: 26pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Invite the shy girl from your church/school out for coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 39pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 39.0pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: Symbol; font-size: 26pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Read “The Christmas Bus” by Melody Carlson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 39pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 39.0pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: Symbol; font-size: 26pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Write God a letter thanking Him for everything He has given you instead of writing a letter to Santa asking him for things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 39pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 39.0pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: Symbol; font-size: 26pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Give everyone in your youth group a candy cane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 39pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 39.0pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: Symbol; font-size: 26pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Get cozy in a warm sweater and enjoy your favorite treat or beverage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 39pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 39.0pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: Symbol; font-size: 26pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Read Luke 2 and remember what to true meaning of Christmas is about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt 39pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 39.0pt; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: Symbol; font-size: 26pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Make a pie or baked goodies and give it to a family in need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;Have a very Merry Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-3736746089153442531?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3736746089153442531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-check-list.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3736746089153442531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3736746089153442531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-check-list.html' title='Christmas Check List'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZpW8ubWWueA/TsKDD9cfgLI/AAAAAAAAACw/wc9m-RnijvU/s72-c/Christmas-Tree-Wallpaper-christmas-8142630-1024-768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-7412526234711045891</id><published>2011-12-01T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T20:48:01.228-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perseverance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>What to do with your life??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Until recently in my older teenage years, I've always stressed out about how I was going to live my life and how my future was going to go. Namely, I wanted to make sure that I was doing God's will in my life, and I hoped, hoped, hoped that I would never make the mistake of going to the "wrong" college, getting the wrong career, marrying the wrong person, moving to the wrong city...I kind of waited for God to suddenly appear in a glowing figuration as I prayed and send me to a country as a missionary, or tell me to go to this college, or just give me some kind of mission for my future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But what I never knew was that, although God certainly does choose to personally in a very direct way guide us on a specific path... most of the time, we should just focus on glorifying Him in our daily lives, loving others at least as much as ourselves, and doing what we desire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whoa... did I just say that?? Doing what we want in life?? Let me explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Something that changed my perspective on this concept was a book excerpt by John MacArthur called "Found: God's Will". I encourage you to find it and purchase the book - it's definitely worth it. But he described that if we simply&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;find our delight in the Lord,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;He will shape the direct of our heart and we can simply go after what we want, whether that's being an artist, moving to California, or volunteering for something. This is not an unbiblical concept. You see Paul and the team of people he was doing missionary work with in Acts executing this philosophy. Check out how it turned out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Paul and his companions traveled throughout the region of Phrygia and Galatia, having been kept by the Holy Spirit from preaching the word in the province of Asia. When they came to the border of Mysia, they tried to enter Bithynia, but the Spirit of Jesus would not allow them to. So they passed by Mysia and went down to Troas. During the night Paul had a vision of a man of Macedonia standing and begging him, “Come over to Macedonia and help us.” After Paul had seen the vision, we got ready at once to leave for Macedonia, concluding that God had called us to preach the gospel to them." Acts 16:6-10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Paul and his companions simply went from town to town, preaching the gospel everywhere, and where they want. They decided that they wanted to preach in a certain place of Asia - so they tried to get in. The Scripture doesn't say how the Spirit did it (perhaps it was by a closed door of opportunity?), but He kept them from going into the area. They kept trying, though! They didn't just give up and write it off as not God's will! In life, it's like we're all in a maze of walls, mirrors, and opened and closed doors, and we bump into these things and feel our way through until we find the right opening to continue on. And that's exactly what this missionary team did. They kept trying to get into Asia. Through that, it led them to other areas where they might not have gone otherwise to preach the gospel, but also they were led down a slightly different path - God wanted them to go to Europe! Christianity no longer would be an Asian cult, but spread throughout the globe through their missionary acts there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This post is getting long, so I just want to encourage you girls about something I've learned and am learning. Abide in God, and prayerfully and intelligently go after what you want as long as it's holy, and don't give up. Pray, pray, pray, and worship Jesus, and live how He wants you to live - in kindness, in relationship, in strength, and in the Spirit, and don't worry about getting some grand vision from God about what to do with your future. If you are simply with Him, He is with you, and watching out for you - so go in life. Run. It's a short run until we reach eternity with our Father - let's live it to the fullest and to the glory of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-7412526234711045891?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7412526234711045891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-to-do-with-your-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/7412526234711045891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/7412526234711045891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-to-do-with-your-life.html' title='What to do with your life??'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-5318973472688419002</id><published>2011-11-30T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T10:21:26.751-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><title type='text'>Becoming Like Jesus</title><content type='html'>Here's food for thought: am I more like Jesus today than I was yesterday? I actually have this question posted on my computer dashboard. It's so thought provoking! I mean how many of us really consider each day to be special and an opportunity to grow in Christ? I know I don't. Each day is more like something I just try to get through...I'm often in survival mode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is where God calls us to be different. We're not supposed to go from day to day merely sustaining ourselves. We're supposed to make the most of each day, no matter how mundane, so we can grow in Him and glorify Him! So let's really evaluate our progress. I challenge you, before you go to sleep at night, to think over the day and consider what you accomplished for Him, and if you're more like Jesus as a result. Let me know what happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Megan Brainerd, from New York, is a busy nursing student who loves to hang out with her friends, read, and play the piano :) Her email is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:piano93@verizon.net" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" target="_blank"&gt;piano93@verizon.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-5318973472688419002?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5318973472688419002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/11/becoming-like-jesus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/5318973472688419002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/5318973472688419002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/11/becoming-like-jesus.html' title='Becoming Like Jesus'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-3947978404987129320</id><published>2011-11-21T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T07:30:03.510-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haylie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tongue'/><title type='text'>That Powerful Tongue of Ours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I am a very quick witted person. If you say something, I will almost always have a witty comeback. Sometimes it’s good because it can get a conversation rolling, but other times it causes me to either offend someone or put my foot in my mouth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The tongue is a very powerful thing. It can bring someone up or tear someone down. I believe the worse thing about the tongue is that you can never take back what you said. I always found it weird that, when sending an email, you have every option except “un-send”. They have forward, resend, delete, ignore and flag, but not un-send. You can never take back anything you have said which is why we are to be careful with our tongue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;There are four different ‘types’ of tongues. There is the controlled tongue, the caring tongue, the conniving tongue and the careless tongue. We are to have a controlled and caring tongue, but we were born with a conniving and careless tongue. As Christians, we are to trying to develop a controlled and caring tongue. Now, I am going to explain to you what each tongue is with some verses to back it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Controlled Tongue: To think before speaking, to know when to be silent and to give wise advice&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Proverbs &lt;st1:time hour="10" minute="19" w:st="on"&gt;10:19&lt;/st1:time&gt; says, “In the multitude of words there wanteth not sin: but he that refrained his lips is wise.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Proverbs &lt;st1:time hour="11" minute="12" w:st="on"&gt;11:12&lt;/st1:time&gt; says, “He that is void of wisdom despiseth his neighbor: but a man of understanding holdeth his peace.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Proverbs 13:3 says, “He that keepeth his mouth keepeth his life: but he that openeth wise his lips shall have destruction.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;These three verses wrap up the meaning of having a controlled tongue. We are to know when to speak and when to be silent. Sometimes, we tend to say things in the heat of the moment, but we have to remember that anger is never the right way to deal with things. It is &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;much&lt;/i&gt; better to keep quiet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Caring Tongue: To speak with truth while encouraging&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Proverbs &lt;st1:time hour="10" minute="32" w:st="on"&gt;10:32&lt;/st1:time&gt; says, “The lips of the righteous know what is acceptable: but the mouth of the wicked speaketh forwardness.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Proverbs &lt;st1:time hour="12" minute="25" w:st="on"&gt;12:25&lt;/st1:time&gt; says, “Heaviness in the heart of man maketh it stoop: but a good word maketh it glad.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Proverbs &lt;st1:time hour="16" minute="24" w:st="on"&gt;16:24&lt;/st1:time&gt; says, “Pleasant words are as an honeycomb, sweet to the soul, and health to the bones.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Like I said earlier, our tongue can either build someone up or tear someone down and I think Proverbs 12:25 said that very well! We are to build everyone up, but do it in truth. To me, that means do not tell a girl you love her shoes when you actually do not care for them &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Conniving Tongue: To speak gossip, twist words around or to slander&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Proverbs &lt;st1:time hour="16" minute="28" w:st="on"&gt;16: 28&lt;/st1:time&gt; says, “A forward man soweth strife: and a whisperer separateth chief friends.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Proverbs 18:8 says, “The words of a talebearer are as wounds, and they go down into the innermost parts of the belly.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Proverbs 25:18 says, “A man that beareth false witness against his neighbor is a maul, and a sword, and a sharp arrow.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Wow! That last verse makes me want to sit back and think of all the horrible things I have said and go apologizes! Does it do the same for you? Proverbs &lt;st1:time hour="8" minute="13" w:st="on"&gt;8:13&lt;/st1:time&gt; says, “The fear of the Lord is to hate evil: pride, and arrogancy, and the evil way, and the forward mouth, do I hate.” God hates a forward mouth! This should encourage us to think before we speak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Careless Tongue: To speak with lies, curses and quick-tempered words&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Proverbs &lt;st1:time hour="19" minute="18" w:st="on"&gt;19:18&lt;/st1:time&gt; says, “He that hideth hatred with lying lips, and he that uttereth a slander, is a fool.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Proverbs &lt;st1:time hour="12" minute="16" w:st="on"&gt;12:16&lt;/st1:time&gt; says, “A fool’s wrath is presently known: but a prudent man covereth shame.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Proverbs 17:9 says, “He that covereth a transgression seeketh love; but he that repeateth a matter separateth very friends.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Proverbs &lt;st1:time hour="12" minute="16" w:st="on"&gt;12:16&lt;/st1:time&gt; stands out to me the most. It says the a fool’s wrath is known. People know that you are quick-tempered! I have an issue with being quick-tempered. If someone is yelling or saying things about me or the people I love, I find it very hard to control my tongue. I have gotten better, but I use to just let the words fly. I regret it so very much. Because of this, I have had to go back and apologize to people for some things I had said. Do no be one of the people known for their anger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I hope that this has helped you gain a better understanding of how powerful your tongue is. I hope that you try to gain a better control of your tongue and ‘train’ it to be a controlled and caring tongue instead of a conniving and careless tongue like it tends to be. Never forget to pray to God and ask Him for His help in controlling your tongue. He is always there to help His sheep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;“Even a fool, when he holdeth his peace, is counted wise: and he that shutteth his lips is esteemed a man of understanding.” Proverbs 17:28&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-3947978404987129320?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3947978404987129320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/11/that-powerful-tongue-of-ours.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3947978404987129320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3947978404987129320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/11/that-powerful-tongue-of-ours.html' title='That Powerful Tongue of Ours'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-475397560569245866</id><published>2011-11-06T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T10:21:20.120-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>I Love You</title><content type='html'>So....just a real quick thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in church, my pastor said something that really made me stop and think. He has been going through the attributes of God, and he was "surveying" God's love; basically reminding everyone of the truths that we often forget. He asked us: "If God loved us as much as we love God, where would we be?" Wow! That made us stop and think....often we may think that we love God "enough", but put this way, it's a whole different story! I definitely would be in a bad place if God loved me the way I love Him! Let's all take this to heart and redouble our efforts to put God first in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...as we approach the holidays, we all know about Samaritan's Purse. In addition to the shoeboxes, you can donate different amounts of money for various gifts. They range from teddy bears to clean wells. I personally am sending money for medical supplies. I think it would be great for everyone to consider supporting them and focusing on the real reason for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Megan Brainerd, from New York, is a busy nursing student who loves to hang out with her friends, read, and play the piano :) Her email is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:piano93@verizon.net" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" target="_blank"&gt;piano93@verizon.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-475397560569245866?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/475397560569245866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/475397560569245866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/475397560569245866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-love-you.html' title='I Love You'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-3269404000799211461</id><published>2011-10-08T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T10:21:14.253-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strength'/><title type='text'>When Life Is Tough</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Hey Girls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I would like to share something with you that I've been going through...maybe you can relate and it will encourage you ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;So...I've officially survived my first month of college. Let me tell you, it was not easy! I am a nursing major, and they say that nursing students experience more emotions than they know is possible. It's true! The workload is overwhelming and much of the information goes over your head. It is definitely not a "fun" major.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Anyway...I entered college with high hopes and grand plans of enjoying my freshman year. That isn't to say I thought it'd be a walk in the park, but I had no idea what I was about to face. To sum it up, this past month has been the toughest of my life. I have been through all kinds of emotional highs and lows. I have been in times where I cry out to God, thinking I can't go on another day, and I've been in times where I'm rejoicing in His plan for me. My head is still spinning with the amount of work ahead of me for the next few years. It is a blessing that I have such a supportive family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;All that to say, what do you do when you're in a tough spot in life and can't tell heads from tails? When it feels like you're alone, the world is on your shoulders, and God is nowhere to be found? When you fall asleep crying into your pillow, hoping to make it through another day? When you question God's plan for your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I've been through all that, and there's no magic or easy answer. But I do know that God is faithful even as I experience all kinds of emotions. I still feel like I could lose hold on my calm at any moment, but I've come to the realization that God is bigger. He is bigger than my education. He is bigger than my hopes and plans and dreams. He is bigger than my 4.0 (hopefully a 4.0...lol). He is bigger than my nursing career.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Are you going through something that seems insurmountable and that requires every ounce of strength you have? What motivates you? Personally, God's strength is my lifesaver. I would be a total goner if I didn't have Christ as my foundation. In addition to that, I have had to change my focus on school totally. Instead of expecting to have fun and enjoy my college years (focusing on me), my motivation has changed. When I feel sick over the amount of work I have, or confused about something I'm learning, I remember that when I'm done with school, I will be able to more effectively help the lost. As an aspiring medical missionary, I picture the sick and needy adults and children I will be able to help in other countries once I make it through school. It's no longer about me! I don't have to force myself to study because I enjoy it, but because I will be able to help others!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Have any one of you gone through a similar experience? I'd love to hear it ;) May we all learn to rely COMPLETELY on God's strength even during the blackest of nights.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;~Megan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Megan Brainerd, from New York, is a busy nursing student who loves to hang out with her friends, read, and play the piano :) Her email is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:piano93@verizon.net" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" target="_blank"&gt;piano93@verizon.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-3269404000799211461?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3269404000799211461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-life-is-tough.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3269404000799211461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3269404000799211461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-life-is-tough.html' title='When Life Is Tough'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-3103886488529647424</id><published>2011-09-26T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T09:00:00.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haylie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doing right'/><title type='text'>Doing the Right Thing</title><content type='html'>“Katey, what are you doing?” I said as I saw her slip a simple, charm bracelet into her cross body bag.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Autumn, don’t make a scene,” she hissed at me through her gritted teeth. “I’m just taking a bracelet. What’s the big deal?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“The big deal?” I said in utter shock. “The big deal is that you are stealing! You know that’s wrong, Katey!” I turned my head in every direction. “Where’s Missie? I know she’ll agree with me on this,” I said as I walked around the clothes racks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I spotted Missie a few clothes racks away and called her over to where Katey and I were standing. “Tell Katey what a big deal stealing is!” I cross my arms, waiting for Missie to freak out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Well… Autumn, it’s only a bracelet, and besides, it cost, what, ten dollars maybe? It’s not that big of a deal.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Yes it is! Missie, she’s stealing something! We all know that stealing is wrong, no matter how much the item costs!” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Autumn,” Katey said in a firm voice, as she grabbed my arm and dug her acrylic nails into my skin. “You are drawing attention to us, now shut up and listen. It’s a stupid bracelet. It’s just for a thrill. There’s &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt; wrong with that. Now, if I were breaking into someone’s garage and stealing their Porsche, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; would be totally different, but I’m not stealing a Porsche.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“You know, you’re right,” I said. “You’re not stealing a Porsche… and you’re not taking that bracelet either, now hand it over!” I said as I stuck my hand out. Katey squinted her deep, brown eyes and stared at me. I stared back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Missie stared at the both of us. “Autumn, we all have been friends since kindergarten. Are we really going to let a stupid bracelet get in the way of that?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Katey stared at me. “Yeah, Autumn, are we?” she said as she cocked one eyebrow at me. I turned my back to them and walked away quickly, causing my flip flops to smack loudly on the tile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I could not believe it! My two best friends thought that stealing was wrong! How could that be? We’ve all been raised in godly, Christian homes. We went to the same church. We attended the same Bible classes. How could they think that stealing &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;wasn’t&lt;/i&gt; wrong? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I knew that I had to do something, but I wasn’t sure what that &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; was. Multiple thoughts ran through my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;“Should I tell someone? Should I find a store clerk? They might get arrested or something though. Should I call Katey’s parents? Pastor Ron?” &lt;/i&gt;I thought to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;I, quickly, pulled out of cell phone and called Katey’s mom. The phone rang three times before Mrs. Miller picked up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hello Autumn, is something wrong?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Mrs. Miller, I’m sorry to have to bother you, but Katey is trying to steal a bracelet and she won’t listen to me. I was going to tell a clerk, but I knew that you and Mr. Miller would take care of the situation if I told you.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“She’s what?!” Mrs. Miller exclaimed. “Paul! Paul!” I could hear her yelling through her hand-covered receiver. “Get in the car! Katey’s is trying to steal something!” She brought her attention back to me. “Where is she?” she asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“We’re in JcPennies. You need to hurry though.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Thank you, Autumn, for calling us and thank you for not telling a clerk. I can assure you that we will take care of this.” You could hear the disappointed in Mrs. Miller’s voice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Your welcome, Mrs. Miller. I was just trying to do what was right.” With that, we hung up and I went to find Katey and Missie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;After searching through the jewelry department, the women’s department and the bathroom, I found them trying on clothes in the junior’s department. You could tell by the irritated looks on their faces that they were not happy to see me back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“What, did you come back to yell at me some more?” Katey asked in a firm voice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“No, I wanted to apologize for yelling at you too. Yelling was wrong and I am sorry, but you two need to know that stealing is wrong. You know that God hates stealing. He even made it one of the Ten Commandments. I’m just trying to look out for you two.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Almost like magic, Mr. and Mrs. Miller walked through the doors and spotted Katey, Missie and I. Katey’s eyes grew wide as she turned to look at me. “You called them?” she exclaimed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“I had to, Katey. It was for your own good.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Autumn, I never would have ratted you out! How could you? How can you even call yourself my friend?” Katey yelled. I just looked down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Katey Anne Miller, come here right now!” Mrs. Miller yelled. Katey slowly made her way over to her mother. Missie and I stood a distance away from them, trying to give them some privacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Missie, do you really believe that it’s okay to steal?” I asked her. I still couldn’t believe that my two best friends thought that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Missie looked down at her shoes and clicked her heels together. “Well, I never found anything all that wrong with it, but after today and after you reminded me that God made it one of the Ten Commandments, I think it is wrong.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Oh no, I knew you’d do something and I’m glad you did. Also, don’t worry about, Katey. She won’t stay mad at you forever. I can guarantee you that this will be a lesson Katey and I will never forget.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been in Autumn's shoes? Have you ever had to do something hard like rat your friend out because you love and care for her? I have, and believe me when I tell you that it's hard. It's wrong to let someone do something wrong. It may be hard at first to tell on them, but it's the right thing to do, so take courage my sisters. Do the hard thing, do the right thing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haylie&lt;/strong&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/7914105270932205104-3103886488529647424?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3103886488529647424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/doing-right-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3103886488529647424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3103886488529647424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/doing-right-thing.html' title='Doing the Right Thing'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-6373638133310866329</id><published>2011-09-21T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T16:26:38.275-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brynlea'/><title type='text'>Foundation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XM8IFulMVYI/TnpRM0iF6wI/AAAAAAAAACg/MGbRB5TRLPw/s1600/makeup_face_foundation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="211" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XM8IFulMVYI/TnpRM0iF6wI/AAAAAAAAACg/MGbRB5TRLPw/s320/makeup_face_foundation.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TBLnNWgb0cU/TnpQ9kaTKHI/AAAAAAAAACc/7eElgSo5KyY/s1600/makeup_face_foundation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Some girls wear it, some don't. Foundation-a creamy concoction of pigments and fillers to create a flawless complexion. With a smooth canvas, a girl can create a masterpiece! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;How important is having a foundation? I often think about my childhood and how blessed I am to have a family who set my feet on a firm understanding of God, love, morals and the important lessons of life. I often wonder what I would be like without their support and upbringing. No matter how far or how many times I've strayed, their words-especially those of my mom-resonate in my head, bringing me back to the path of the straight and narrow. Without that smooth foundation, where would I be? Would I be a mess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then I think about those who didn't have a solid foundation set for them. Their lives were far from flawless and loving. My favorite thing is hearing about those Cinderella type stories where someone goes from nothing to something! The Blind Side was a great example, but the people I know personally who are truly better because of their rocky start and dysfunctional childhood. Those people truly deserve the world and respect! You see, no matter what, you have a choice---be that foundation for someone, someone who needs it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Every makeup artist starts with a blank canvas-flawless or not. It's the teachings, experiences and creativity that helps them create that perfect look. Flawless or not, you have the option of creating a beautiful life for yourself and others. The Lord will honor you and bless you and guide you along the way :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 40:2 "...he set my feet upon a rock..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Stay FabYOUlous,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Brynlea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fabyoulousgals.blogpsot.com/"&gt;http://fabyoulousgals.blogpsot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Brynlea Taylor Cunniff is a tomboy in a tutu. With a desire to be the Proverbs 31 woman God created her to be, she walks down the runway of life hand-in-hand with her Designer (in heels...and cowboy boots). Brynlea has a true passion for the young ladies of today's generation, so she has a blog dedicated to devotions, fashion and everything girly! Follow her on http://fabyoulousgals.blogspot.com and Twitter @bryntayl. She would love for you to join her Facebook group "Fabyoulousgals" for Godly encouragement and girl chat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-6373638133310866329?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6373638133310866329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/foundation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6373638133310866329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6373638133310866329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/foundation.html' title='Foundation'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XM8IFulMVYI/TnpRM0iF6wI/AAAAAAAAACg/MGbRB5TRLPw/s72-c/makeup_face_foundation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-6271133182495956404</id><published>2011-09-07T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T10:21:07.498-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hebrews'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever had the experience where you're reading a passage from the Bible that you've read and heard a million times, and all of sudden it pops out at you? For the first time, you really understand what it's saying and you see the connection to your own life? I love when God opens my eyes like that....like He did a couple of weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was skimming through a few chapters in Hebrews (chaps. 3-5...ish), when my eyes caught on the part where the author is reminding the readers not to repeat the sin of the Israelites. He goes on to summarize what the Israelites had done: they didn't have faith in God! Specifically, when God brought them out of Egypt and to the land of Canaan, they were too scared to take the land. Even though God had promised to fight their battles and give them the land, they didn't trust Him and, as a result, were sentenced to wander in the desert for 40 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Hebrews, I focused on the part where it warned us not to harden our hearts (3:15) and not "fall short" of His promise of entering His rest (4:1). I thought to myself, is there anything that I might be doing that is hindering me from God's rest and His blessing? Am I hardening my heart and not trusting God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then God really convicted me! I've always known that I struggle with trying to control things (my life, others' lives, situations, etc.). But here, God showed me by me trying to control things, I was just like the Israelites! God has promised me great things and will fight my battles, but I have to surrender control to Him. I can't look at situations the way the world does and like the Israelites did when they came to Canaan. God is warning me that I need to stop controlling and let Him do His work or things will end up in a mess, just like they did for the Israelites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I wondered why I (and the Israelites) don't have faith in God to do what He's promised. Why do we feel like we have to do things ourselves? It's so much easier to rely on God. He's already promised to fight our battles! I think this is where our sinful flesh comes in. When things get tough or we face a difficult situation, it SEEMS easier to simply try to take the lead. We know God's promises, but in order to get to them, perhaps we feel it necessary to take things into our own hands. I know it took a while for me to realize this in my own life, because I was doing it subconsciously! But I thank God that He opened my eyes to the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so much more comforting (not to mention less stressful) to surrender control of our lives to God! He will fight our battles! He will go before us! Let's trust Him for our futures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Megan Brainerd, from New York, is a busy nursing student who loves to hang out with her friends, read, and play the piano :) Her email is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:piano93@verizon.net" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" target="_blank"&gt;piano93@verizon.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-6271133182495956404?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6271133182495956404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/have-you-ever-had-experience-where.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6271133182495956404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6271133182495956404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/have-you-ever-had-experience-where.html' title=''/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-6136569122919228599</id><published>2011-08-26T22:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T11:38:43.400-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>31 Ways a Girl Can Spend Her Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Redeeming the time..." - Ephesians 5:16&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Read and memorise Psalm 1 &lt;br /&gt;2. Send a greeting card to a friend or relative in another state or country &lt;br /&gt;3. Pray for your future husband &lt;br /&gt;4. Listen to worshipful music and sing to the Lord &lt;br /&gt;5. Wake at sunrise and spend the first golden hour of the day at Jesus' feet &lt;br /&gt;6. Tidy your space to reflect the order and peace of God &lt;br /&gt;7. Watch an inspiring, God-honouring movie. &lt;br /&gt;8. Print out a favourite Scripture or inspiring quote and frame it &lt;br /&gt;9. Email an encouraging Scripture verse to a friend &lt;br /&gt;10. Pray for your pastor and his family &lt;br /&gt;11. Read a devotional by Oswald Chambers or Charles Spurgeon &lt;br /&gt;12. Take a walk, communing with the Lord as you enjoy His beautiful Creation &lt;br /&gt;13. Begin a knitting, sewing or craft project &lt;br /&gt;14. Keep a thankfulness journal &lt;br /&gt;15. Visit a thrift store and buy a modest outfit for under $10 &lt;br /&gt;16. Tell a Bible story to a smaller child at your church &lt;br /&gt;17. Cook a meal for your family &lt;br /&gt;18. Read a chapter of Proverbs slowly and ask God to help you apply it to your life &lt;br /&gt;19. Take the time you normal spend watching TV or surfing the net and play with your siblings instead &lt;br /&gt;20. Pray for your sisters in Christ in the persecuted church &lt;br /&gt;21. Read a pure, God-honouring novel &lt;br /&gt;22. Meditate on 1 Corinthians 13 and pray for these qualities to be cultivated in your life &lt;br /&gt;23. Help out a neighbour &lt;br /&gt;24. Read a book by Elisabeth Elliot, Corrie ten Boom or Leslie Ludy &lt;br /&gt;25. Cut some fresh flowers to decorate your room &lt;br /&gt;26. Complete a project you started &lt;br /&gt;27. Volunteer at a local charity &lt;br /&gt;28. Pray specifically for a missionary &lt;br /&gt;29. Have a heart-to-heart talk with you mom &lt;br /&gt;30. Start a Bible study group &lt;br /&gt;31. Read (or re-read) a few articles from Passion Magazine's &lt;a href="http://passionwebmag.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=75&amp;amp;Itemid=80"&gt;archives&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girl Talk: In what other creative ways can you spend your weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-6136569122919228599?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6136569122919228599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/31-ways-girl-can-spend-her-weekend.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6136569122919228599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6136569122919228599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/31-ways-girl-can-spend-her-weekend.html' title='31 Ways a Girl Can Spend Her Weekend'/><author><name>Annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02314198546941114290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pj5kIbo_jEg/TMfEsClcYXI/AAAAAAAAABA/W23Zn5dUFgs/S220/Flower1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-1217166759876204423</id><published>2011-08-15T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T16:26:24.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brynlea'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do Not Worry?? But What About...?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:31-33 (NIV) says, "So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well."&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was texting back and forth with my fabulous friend, Christina. She's been looking for the perfect place in Uptown Dallas to live. You've gotta understand---this girl knows what she wants, and she won't settle for anything less! She had an amazing hope built in a fantastic townhouse in a prime area of Uptown, but sadly, it recently fell through. So, she's back to square one. She's getting a bit antsy and anxious about finding the ideal home. As we were texting, I told her not to worry, it will find her! Christina then prompted me to check her Facebook status. She had the verse above posted with the following comment, "Well...what about 'where shall we live?' We need a fabulous place in uptown to live and still no luck so far!" I laughed at this and then became inspired for this posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you feel like Christina? How many of you are becoming impatient, anxious and a bit desperate for something that you feel that you want or need RIGHT NOW?! I'd go out on a tall stiletto here and say just about all of you, including me. But, once again, we are worrying. Even though the good Lord didn't list every single worry or want or need that a girl could possibly have in that verse (we would have to have another Bible written just for those) doesn't mean those worries and stressors aren't important to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, we don't give him our worries or problems. He asked us to cast our anxiety upon him because he cares for us (1 Peter 5:7) , but us stubborn-headed women are determined to figure it out and handle it ourselves. Sometimes, us independent, strong-willed women like to think we have control over every aspect of our lives, however, when we take off with our own ideas and desires, we often find ourselves in a middle of a gigantic shoe store with absolutely no idea what shoe to buy! We had it all planned and then we find ourselves freaking out thinking....omg, what now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies, we often don't stop to pray and ask if (insert desire/need here) is in his will. Is it his will for us to have that perfect townhouse or make that career change....or buy those $725 Manolo Blahnik pumps?! Maybe, maybe not, but who cares? Being in the middle of His will IS the PERFECT place! And that's where we fail as strong women. You see, it takes more strength to admit you need some help and to let someone else take over. It's called delegating. Give it ALL to the One who loves you. He created you. He knows the PERFECT plan for you----yes, even the PERFECT place for you to live, Christina. So, stop and pray about it and be determined to be in the middle of His PERFECT plan for you. It will all work out for the best so...don't worry (even about the place you will live)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Brynlea Taylor Cunniff is a tomboy in a tutu. With a desire to be the Proverbs 31 woman God created her to be, she walks down the runway of life hand-in-hand with her Designer (in heels...and cowboy boots). Brynlea has a true passion for the young ladies of today's generation, so she has a blog dedicated to devotions, fashion and everything girly! Follow her on http://fabyoulousgals.blogspot.com and Twitter @bryntayl. She would love for you to join her Facebook group "Fabyoulousgals" for Godly encouragement and girl chat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-1217166759876204423?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1217166759876204423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-not-worry-but-what-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/1217166759876204423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/1217166759876204423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-not-worry-but-what-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-6255627769156421768</id><published>2011-08-08T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T11:38:55.346-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><title type='text'>Like a Bad Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Hello girlies, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It’s turning into a late summer night in my house. With work approaching more quickly than I would like. I wanted to write you a letter about worship tonight, but it seems that God is turning my heart in a different direction, so I want to tell you about something important tonight as the stars twinkle so brightly overhead. Something as equally important as worship, my hair. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Wait, wait, don’t stop reading just yet. I’m a storyteller by nature, so just stay with me a bit longer (: There is a lesson involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You see, it all started last Tuesday, the day I got my hair cut. You see, my stylist, I love her to death, but you tell her an inch and the next thing you know there’s four lying in a pile on the ground. But let’s face it, once it’s gone, it’s gone. There’s nothing else you can do except hold your head up and try not to cry. Let’s just say that after I left, I lost it. As girls, I know you can relate. You’ve all had a bad haircut at least once in your life, maybe it was something you picked that didn’t work out, maybe it was too short, or perhaps it just wasn’t what you asked for. Whatever the reason, the only thing you left with was heartache. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It took me a day or so to realize how silly I was being by moping around mourning the loss of my hair. There were so many people in my life that we’re having greater troubles than just a bad haircut. My friend is having troubles at home with his wife, and he’s just trying to salvage what’s left from a nine-month marriage. My dear aunt is pregnant (about to give birth to my beautiful cousin in just a month), and I know she’s afraid of the month ahead after losing her newborn daughter just over three years ago. There are fathers and mothers out begging for a job to feed their hungry children at home. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have a good life, sure there are troubles, rainclouds that darken my days, but still the sun shines. I have a job, a home, and a family that loves me. I have reachable dreams and achievable goals. I have a beating heart, and a True Love that loves me with a love that far surpasses that of any man. And somewhere out there, I have a prince charming waiting to meet me. But instead of reflecting on those things, I’m too busy thinking about how hot is outside, or how I don’t have this, or a body like that. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If we focus all of our lives fretting about petty things like these, how can we stand before God claiming to live out His life as He asked. We’re supposed to be focused on helping others, but instead we only seem to think of ourselves. God asks us to rise so much higher than this. To become lighthouses of His glory in a murky, numero-uno kind of world. I ask you to think of this last statement today.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;If we were to cast our problems into a pile with that of our friends and neighbors, how quickly would we be to retrieve our problems without complaint? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;After looking at it in this perspective, my hair doesn’t look so bad after all. In fact, it’s kind of cute.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Peace to you tonight darlings, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Janda Everyday Casual';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Emily. &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/7914105270932205104-6255627769156421768?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6255627769156421768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/like-bad-haircut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6255627769156421768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6255627769156421768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/like-bad-haircut.html' title='Like a Bad Haircut'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-6618404501041661708</id><published>2011-08-03T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T10:21:00.743-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worry'/><title type='text'>A Worry Box</title><content type='html'>Hey Girls!&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...the summer is counting down! Well, hopefully you're all enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was on vacation with my family at a Christian family camp in NH. It's absolutely beautiful and refreshing. They have activities for the teens, and one day they split up the guys and girls and had devotions. Most of what they talked about was the same old stuff &amp;nbsp;you hear all the time. But one thing struck me: our leader was talking about anxieties and worries and how they don't honor God. She said that she has something called a Worry Box. Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She keeps a small, decorated box on her desk with a particular Scripture that comforts her written on the outside (for instance Matt. 6:25-34). She keeps a pen and paper inside it. Whenever she becomes worried, anxious or stressed out, she writes the issue down and puts it inside the box. By doing so, she gives each concern to God and trusts Him with the result. After that, she doesn't allow herself to worry about that issue. Instead, she simply reminds herself that it is already in God's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this idea! But what if I expanded that idea to something called My Thought Box. You see, I also struggle with worrying, but my bigger problem is my thought life. I am constantly fighting a battle to think pure thoughts and not let the Devil speak lies into my mind. So, for me, writing down anything I'm struggling with in my mind and putting that in a box (i.e., visually handing it to God), would be even better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is by no means a magic fix. And there is certainly nothing wrong with simply praying or journaling about your concerns...I do this as well. But for those like me who are very visual, this can be a great way to hand over worries and concerns to God. I can't wait to try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Megan Brainerd, from New York, is a busy nursing student who loves to hang out with her friends, read, and play the piano :) Her email is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:piano93@verizon.net" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" target="_blank"&gt;piano93@verizon.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-6618404501041661708?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6618404501041661708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/worry-box.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6618404501041661708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6618404501041661708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/worry-box.html' title='A Worry Box'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-3988160440055004997</id><published>2011-07-18T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T16:27:09.717-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brynlea'/><title type='text'>Mirrors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Mirrors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-header" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 1.6; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-1790318997567809401" style="width: 530px;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Not being vain, but I love to look in the mirror. I don't always like what I see, but I do look at one every morning. I am that person who glances at myself passing by a shop window or gives the quick flip of the car visor mirror to make sure everything is in check. Lips glossy? Check! Concealer concealing? Check!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;However, in true retrospect, my face should be the last thing that I should be checking daily...what about my heart, my spiritual relationship and walk with God?! I feel that often as humans we are so selfish and self-centered that we don't take the time to really focus on what matters. We take everything that doesn't matter to heart and take the important aspects of life with a grain of salt. No wonder why our society and generations have such a skewed perspective of life and its meaning. We, as a whole, are morally and spiritually dead.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;As Christians, it is our God-given purpose to focus and reflect what truly matters-the Love of God and living a life that reflects Him! This is the only thing that can save us. We are the mirrors of Christ-a true reflection of what it means to follow Him. What is your life reflecting? If you are honest with yourself like I am, it can be quite scary at times---like the first-in-the-morning-hair-out-of-place look! Does your life need a makeover? Stop, read, reflect and act. Don't take the Word of God merely as a Cosmopolitan-like How-To Guide. Read it, follow it, live it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;James 1:23-25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;"Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what it says is like someone who looks at his face in a mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30291" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;and, after looking at himself, goes &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;away and immediately forgets what he looks like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30292" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;But whoever looks intently into the perfect law that gives freedom, and continues in it—not forgetting what they have heard, but doing it—they will be blessed in what they do." KJV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Stay FabYoulous,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Brynlea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brynlea Taylor Cunniff is a tomboy in a tutu. With a desire to be the Proverbs 31 woman God created her to be, she walks down the runway of life hand-in-hand with her Designer (in heels...and cowboy boots). Brynlea has a true passion for the young ladies of today's generation, so she has a blog dedicated to devotions, fashion and everything girly! Follow her on http://fabyoulousgals.blogspot.com and Twitter @bryntayl. She would love for you to join her Facebook group "Fabyoulousgals" for Godly encouragement and girl chat!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7914105270932205104-3988160440055004997?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3988160440055004997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/mirrors.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3988160440055004997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3988160440055004997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/mirrors.html' title='Mirrors'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-2598308985831790153</id><published>2011-07-15T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T11:36:22.018-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angelica'/><title type='text'>An Example</title><content type='html'>You should &lt;b&gt;be an example&lt;/b&gt; to the believers in speech, in conduct, in love,  in faith, in purity. -- 1 Timothy 4: 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What comes to mind when you think  about a role model? Some would think of celebrities, actors, actresses, your  pastor, a family friend, or overall just someone that others look up to. I mean  I'm sure we all have someone in our life that we can honestly see as a role  model. For some of us, this could even be your mom or dad. But have you ever  really stopped to see what the word role model really means? Let's take a quick  look at what a dictionary says a role model is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Role Model- Noun: A  person looked to by others &lt;b&gt;as an example&lt;/b&gt; to be imitated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person  looked to by other...as an example to others. Hmmm... go back up and read the  Bible verse in 1 Timothy. You might find a few similarities with this definition  and that Bible verse. God calls Christians to be role models in Christ to shine  His light to others. I'm sure for most of you, this is not any new news. But I  have a crazy idea for you, that you might want to spend some time thinking about  this month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever maybe thought that YOU could be setting an  example for someone else?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't think this question comes  to mind very often. We know that our little sisters or brothers tend to look up  to us. We know that we have other people we look up to. But have we ever really  stopped to think that we are setting an example for someone else? I know for me,  I really never thought about it. Maybe you're in the same boat too. Stop and  think for a second. Do you go to church, or youth group? You are setting an  example there. Walk into wal-mart? You're setting an example there too. Go to  the local mall with your friends? More examples being set. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is,  we can set a good example, or a bad example. Of course, as Christians, we want  to strive to set good examples everywhere we go that will shine all of the glory  back on God. Sometimes it is easy to get trapped into the lie that we don't set  an example for anyone. But believe it or not, you are setting an example to  many, many people. You just might not know it yet, but you are. :) I wanted to  take this post to encourage you today. We are all setting an example, but what  kind of example are we setting? We want to strive to be setting a Godly example  in everything we do. You never know who you just might be setting an example  for. &lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;Angelica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-2598308985831790153?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2598308985831790153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/example.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2598308985831790153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2598308985831790153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/example.html' title='An Example'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-4744629393593388124</id><published>2011-07-04T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T10:20:54.996-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><title type='text'>Sunsets and Heaven</title><content type='html'>Ok, can I just say that our God is awesome? This whole summer so far (since mid May for me...college schedule) I have felt so connected with God. I have felt Him and seen His fingerprints all around me throughout each day. For instance, I have been so awed by some spectacular sunsets! I often go to the gym or go biking or running in the evenings...which gives me the opportunity to see God's handiwork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys know what I'm talking about, right? The fluffy, cumulus clouds, tinged golden at their edges? The radiant sunbeams shining through the clouds? The stormy, dark thunderheads set against a purple and gold sky? Greenish gray mountains hiding the glowing sun and shrouded in mist? The most awesome thing is that each evening, the view is different! Each sunset is never the same. God creates each light show uniquely! He is the most creative artist! The Bible says that the heavens declare His glory and handiwork....but He also uses nature to romance us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that feeling you get when you see something beautiful like those sunsets I just described? Your heart flip flops, right? You want to freeze that moment and your heart sings for joy. Just for a moment, you forget your troubles and life's sorrows and revel in God's glory. Can you imagine if life felt like that all the time? Such unspeakable joy! Well, life will be like that one day....in heaven! &amp;nbsp; We will be constantly surrounded by beauty and wonder. I believe that God is both romancing us (as our &amp;nbsp;one true Lover) and giving us little tastes of what heaven will be like. I don't know about you, but after witnessing such glory, my heart yearns for heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to encourage you to be sensitive to the little things each day that God wants to use to bring you back to Him. He wants you to be so in love with Him...don't allow yourself to become too hardened so that you miss His fingerprints in this world! Ask Him to make your heart sensitive to Him....and rest in His beauty and glory! Let us always remember to thank our God for His goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Megan Brainerd, from New York, is a busy nursing student who loves to hang out with her friends, read, and play the piano :) Her email is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:piano93@verizon.net" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" target="_blank"&gt;piano93@verizon.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-4744629393593388124?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4744629393593388124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/sunsets-and-heaven.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/4744629393593388124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/4744629393593388124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/07/sunsets-and-heaven.html' title='Sunsets and Heaven'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-1011704195822497747</id><published>2011-06-30T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T15:32:20.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='longing'/><title type='text'>The Eternal Well</title><content type='html'>Recently, I was reading John 4, the time in Jesus' ministry where He met a Samaritan woman at a well and told her that He was the Messiah. If you haven't read that before, you can read it online &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=john%204:7-29&amp;amp;version=NASB"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. What stunned me about this story was how what He said probably paralleled to what the woman was personally struggling with. She had gone from man to man to man (at least 6 at that point in her life), perhaps looking for something to fill that longing in her spirit - that longing in all of our spirits that compelled us to all kinds of things to fill the void and give us peace inside. But it only works for a while doesn't it? Jesus said, "Everyone who drinks of this water will thirst again" (John 4:13).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's what humans do - turn to the things of the world to fill that void. Some of us go to entertainment (movies, television shows, social media, or music) to fill the hole. A lot of us go to guys for acceptance, love, and appreciation. There are drugs. There is alcohol. There is popularity. There is physical beauty. There is intelligence. But none of these things work. We fill up and are satisfied for a shorter time - perhaps you have reached that point and remember going deeper into the things you were already exploring, or searching for the next well to fill your longing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can permanently fulfill us?? Let me allow Jesus to tell you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whoever drinks of the water that I will give him shall never thirst; but the water that I will give him will become in him a well of water springing up to eternal life." John 4:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I am the bread of life; he who comes to Me shall not hunger, and he who believes in Me shall never thirst." John 6:35&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Truly, truly, I say to you, unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink His blood, you have no life in yourselves...for My flesh is true food, and My blood is true drink." -John 6:53, 55&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If any man is thirsty, let him come to Me and drink&lt;u&gt;*&lt;/u&gt;. He who believes in Me as the Scripture said, 'From his inmost being shall flow rivers of living water.' " John 7:37-38&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;*Ie, &lt;i&gt;keep coming to Me and keep drinking&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come to Jesus! Lay your heart on the floor. Believe in His power to heal you. Believe with all your heart that He died for your sins, redeemed you from yourself, and rose from the dead. Believe in the glory of God and His love for us, despite our unworthiness. You will find fulfillment in the arms of God, who will call you His child if you but believe in the name of Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So drink of Him! Pray to Him and listen for answers. Study the Bible with hunger. Have good, honest conversations with your brothers and sisters in Christ. The Holy Spirit will give you peace in your heart that surpasses all understanding, and your thirst will be fulfilled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-1011704195822497747?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1011704195822497747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/eternal-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/1011704195822497747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/1011704195822497747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/eternal-well.html' title='The Eternal Well'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-59980380068101715</id><published>2011-06-24T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T21:31:03.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='femininity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Feminism or Femininity?</title><content type='html'>Recently in my high school English class, our teacher was reading from a book to us, when she read a line that said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...and the women stayed in their kitchens."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, the whole class erupted into gasps of horror and outrage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"You can't say that!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"That is &lt;i&gt;so &lt;/i&gt;sexist!" several girls exclaimed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now the book was a children's picture story (long story, we aren't normally read picture books at school!) and was very innocent. I'm sure the author had no intention of "degrading" women at all, but through this incident I became aware of how much feminism had permiated our culture and thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Women and girls today are buying into the lie that they are "liberated" from the restrictive confines of the home, that they are "freed" to from the misery of being a wife, mother and homemaker, and that essentially, they are no different from men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But what does the Bible say?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"And the LORD God said, It is not good that the man should be alone; I will make him an help meet for him." - Genesis 2:18&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whose adorning...let it be the hidden man of the heart, in that which is not corruptible, even the  ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God of  great price." - 1 Peter 3:3-4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"That they may teach the young women to be sober, to love their husbands, to love their children, To be discreet, chaste, keepers at home, good, obedient to their own husbands, that the word of God be not blasphemed." - Titus 2:4-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wives, submit yourselves unto your own husbands, as unto the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife, even as Christ is the head of the church: and he is the saviour of the body." - Ephesians 5:22-23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her. Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all." - Proverbs 31:27-29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free."- John 8:32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God made us as women to be different from men, which is a wonderful thing! We are designed to be &lt;i&gt;"help mates",&lt;/i&gt; to be nurturers of strength, and we are given a special role: to be keepers at home. We are to pour ourselves out in glad service to those most near and dear to us. This is the essence of femininity -- to submit to our (future) husbands even as the Church-Bride to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is true that not all of us will be married. God may intend for us to remains single our entire lives, but this doesn't change our femininity. While the culture tells us that such a life is dreary, dull and utterly depressing, God tells us "truth will make you free" -- the truth as revealed in His Word. Yes, it is a politicially incorrect truth, but it is a truth that will bring us abundant, immeasurable joy, peace and blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean we are forbidden from working outside the home? No. The Proverbs 31 woman "seeketh wool, and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands", "bringeth her food from afar", "considereth a field, and buyeth it: with the fruit of her hands she planteth a vineyard" and does many other jobs. However, her main priorities are centred around her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we dare to trust our God and become wise women who build their houses (Proverbs 14:1)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-59980380068101715?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/59980380068101715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/feminism-or-femininity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/59980380068101715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/59980380068101715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/feminism-or-femininity.html' title='Feminism or Femininity?'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-516336167940278646</id><published>2011-06-14T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T04:18:24.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Great Summer Reads</title><content type='html'>As the school year finishes and vacations begin, it's time to take a well-deserved break from study and homework...and refresh your mind and soul with some inspiring, timeless books. Here are some of my very favourites to get you started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Faithful Women and Their Extraordinary God&lt;/i&gt; by Noel Piper&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian biographies are one of my favourite genres to read. I am constantly in awe at the powerful, personal ways God worked through His faithful saints and soldiers in ages past. This book is one I'm sure to read and reread over and over again. It details the faithful lives of four amazing women: Sarah Edwards, Lilias Trotter, Gladys Alward and Esther Ahn Kim. And it's always so encouraging (and sometimes convicting) to remember that the same extraordinary God is &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; God today!&lt;br /&gt;{If you aren't able to get your hands on a paper copy, this book is available free online &lt;a href="http://www.desiringgod.org/resource-library/online-books/faithful-women-and-their-extraordinary-god"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;When God Writes Your Love Story&lt;/i&gt; by Eric and Leslie Ludy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't already hear of Eric and Leslie's beautiful love story, I'd highly recommend this book! In this book, Eric and Leslie Ludy share God's design for true, lifelong romance -- a kind of love that far surpasses any worldly pattern for relationships. Even if you are not at an age where you're thinking of love and romance, this book shows how we can prepare for our future husbands before we even meet him. Interwoven through this book are glimpses of Eric and Leslie's own love story, which they share more fully in &lt;i&gt;When Dreams Come True&lt;/i&gt; (which is highly recommended also!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Torn Veil&lt;/i&gt; by Gulshan Esther&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a powerful testimony of God's wondrous grace to deliver, heal and set free. Gulshan, a crippled Pakistani girl, was born into an orthodox Muslim family, where she was brought up according to the strict Islamic code of the Shias. Having heard about Jesus in her late teen years, she began to pray to Him, and experienced a miraculous healing and deliverance from her life of captivity. This inspiring book tells of how, through God's grace, she endured many hardships and became a bold witness for Christ to many in Pakistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Note:&lt;/i&gt; This book does contain some accounts of persecution (although nothing too graphic) which may be disturbing to younger girls, so if you are under 13 or 14, you may want to ask your parents to read it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Scottish Chiefs&lt;/i&gt; by Jane Porter&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel is at the top of my to-read list as well. I've heard it contains an amazing blend of honour, heroism, nobility and grand adventure. Sounds right up my alley! It is the story of William Wallace, and though I can't tell you much more about it, I'm sure it's going to be an awesome read!&lt;br /&gt;{This book is available free online &lt;a href="http://www.electricscotland.com/history/domestic/chiefs/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Bible&lt;/i&gt; by the King of kings, Jesus Christ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the &lt;i&gt;best&lt;/i&gt; read of all time is the Love Letter handscripted by our Heavenly King. If you haven't been reading regularly over these past few weeks, I'd encourage you to start digging into the Bible again. (It's never to late in the year to start a reading plan, or you can make your own!) One particular reading plan I really like is &lt;a href="http://brunerschapel.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/professor_grant_horners_bible_reading_system.pdf"&gt;Prof. Grant Horner's Bible Reading System&lt;/a&gt;. If 10 chapters sounds too much for you, I can say from experience that it only takes around 30-40 minutes to read, however you can feel free to split each day's reading in half and read 5 chapters a day. Pretty soon the Word of God will truly come alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy these books, and enjoy a wonderful summer (or winter, if you, like me, are a Southern-Hemisphere-ian)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girl Talk: What great books have you read and would recommend? Share them with us below!&lt;/b&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/7914105270932205104-516336167940278646?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/516336167940278646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/great-summer-reads.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/516336167940278646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/516336167940278646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/great-summer-reads.html' title='Great Summer Reads'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-8045345373973499901</id><published>2011-06-08T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T10:20:49.411-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pride'/><title type='text'>Pride</title><content type='html'>How many of you have experienced that deceptive little sin called pride? It's one of my worst enemies. Especially because it's so easy to become prideful because you think you're humble! So, I've been wondering, how do you know if you truly are humble and not proud? Because if you think you're doing well at being humble, it's very easy to become proud of that. Should we even acknowledge that we're humble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This issue recently came up when I was confronted with some personal issues. I thought I'd been conquering my pride well and being humble. But then I realized that I really was proud. So, now I'm working on being humble...but pride creeps in so easily that I don't even realize it sometimes! I'm proud that I'm not like other people; I'm proud that I have a good family, etc. I find it so hard not to look down on certain people...which is horrible, I know. Sometimes I get so angry at myself or angry at those around me and sometimes even angry at God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm really starting to understand that the Christian life is a battle, a constant struggle against our flesh. At times, this is a discouraging thought...but then I rest on God's promises in His Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this post is a little different than most...but I'm hoping that some of you can share your own experiences with pride....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Megan Brainerd, from New York, is a busy nursing student who loves to hang out with her friends, read, and play the piano :) Her email is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:piano93@verizon.net" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" target="_blank"&gt;piano93@verizon.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-8045345373973499901?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8045345373973499901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/pride.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/8045345373973499901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/8045345373973499901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/pride.html' title='Pride'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-7681630321129290622</id><published>2011-06-02T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T08:28:18.020-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haylie'/><title type='text'>Job Applications - God = Bad Idea</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;img height="168" id="il_fi" src="http://lmeii.files.wordpress.com/2010/12/job.png" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a job is easy. Filling out an application is hard. Being accepted is great. Being turned down is devastating. Lately, my job hunting experience has been hard and devastating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've applied for multiple different jobs this past month (Ok, If I'm being honest with myself, I've been trying since before Christmas but took a long break) and no one has called me. Tuesday (my 17th birthday), I filled out two more applications. One for a retailer at Cracker Barrel (my kind of job!) and one for a cashier at Michael's (One word. Discounts!) Who knew that filling out the Michael's application would take up 3 WHOLE HOURS! I kid you not. They even made me do a timed quiz on math and vocabulary. I do believe that was more stressful then my SATs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been getting devastated. So many jobs that I would love to have and enjoy, and noting back. While filling out the Cracker Barrel application, A verse popped into my head. It was Proverbs 3:5-6. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Trust in the Lord with all thin heart and lean not unto your own understandings. In all they ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct thy path."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before, I was just filling things out hoping (not praying) that I would get the job. I totally forgot to add God into the equation. (I guess that math quiz is making me talk all math-y) I will admit, I was praying when I called our New (well, it's opening this weekend) Christian bookstore and coffee shop asking if they were hiring, thinking I would be great at that job. Christian books + coffee= Perfect job for me! They had, sadly, already made their hiring decisions. You could of heard my heart break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of times, we go through life 'forgetting' to ask God what He wants in our life. We just do what we want to do and hope for the best. News flash, ladies, GOD KNOWS WHAT IS BEST FOR US! Let the Creator of this universe, of you, do what He has planned for you. Next time you come across something, whether it can be life changing or not, say a prayer to God and asks Him, "Is this what You want for me?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-7681630321129290622?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7681630321129290622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/job-applications-god-bad-idea.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/7681630321129290622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/7681630321129290622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/job-applications-god-bad-idea.html' title='Job Applications - God = Bad Idea'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-1792595841843517853</id><published>2011-05-20T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T18:36:58.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Flame of God</title><content type='html'>Amy Carmichael is one of my greatest spiritual heroes. She was an Irish missionary in the 19th century to Japan, China and India, where she rescued over a thousand children from slavery. Her life was truly one that was poured out without reserve at the feet of her Beloved Jesus. Not only was she a faithful missionary, but a talented writer and poet. I have been inspired again and again by her commitment expressed through her writing. In particular, I am continually challenged and uplifted by this prayer-poem, from her book &lt;i&gt;Toward Jerusalem&lt;/i&gt;, which I hope will also encourage you today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From prayer that asks that I may be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sheltered from winds that beat on Thee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From fearing when I should aspire,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From faltering when I should climb higher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From silken self, O Captain, free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thy soldier who would follow Thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From subtle love of softening things,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From easy choices, weakenings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Not thus are spirits fortified,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not this way went the Crucified)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From all that dims Thy Calvary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O Lamb of God, deliver me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Give me the love that leads the way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The faith that nothing can dismay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The hope no disappointments tire,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The passion that will burn like fire;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me not sink to be a clod;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make me Thy fuel, Flame of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Amy Carmichael&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To read more about this amazing woman of God, I'd highly recommend &lt;i&gt;A Chance to Die: The Life and Legacy of Amy Carmichael&lt;/i&gt; by Elisabeth Elliot. &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/7914105270932205104-1792595841843517853?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1792595841843517853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/flame-of-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/1792595841843517853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/1792595841843517853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/flame-of-god.html' title='Flame of God'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-4303788748578252710</id><published>2011-05-16T19:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T19:20:27.031-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><title type='text'>Sandcastles, Ocean Waves, &amp; Rainy Days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I absolutely loathe going to the beach. It’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;hot and the sand gets everywhere. Despite of my hatred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;of the beach, I love watching the little kids lug all of their&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;little toys out searching for the perfect spot for the sandcastle of all sandcastles. They start out with a smooth, flat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;foundation, and slowly build the walls and finally after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;spending more time than they have ever spent on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;anything in their life, their castle is done. Mom comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;running with the camera, and just before they can snap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;the picture, a wave comes and washes the whole thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;away. The disappointment is clear on the child's face, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;it is just one of the hard facts of life; you cannot build your&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;sandcastle too close to the crashing waves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Let's look at this in another way. You are the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;sandcastle. The world is your wave, but it is also your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;foundation. You are trying to be a good person, but the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;wave comes in and throws you down. The world has the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;best advantage, because when the wave comes, your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;foundation also gives way. No matter how hard you try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;to stand firm, the world keeps knocking you off your feet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;NOW picture this. You ask JESUS CHRIST into your life, and HE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;becomes your foundation. Suddenly, you have some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;stability in your life. JESUS moves you to HIS rock solid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;foundation away from the ocean's harmful waves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So now you begin to live entirely for GOD :),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;and as you glorify the ULTIMATE CREATOR, you build&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;your sandcastle higher and higher. The goal height?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Straight to the heavens. You work hard, and your castle reaches up to the sky. It is a beauty. Many people are inspired to follow your example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A new problem now arises. YOU get selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;You want to live your life for yourself, and your eyes are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;taken off of GOD. Your blueprints get lost in the clouds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;and then the&amp;nbsp;rain comes. You don't notice the rain destroying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;your sandcastle until it's much too late. Your castle has&amp;nbsp;already been washed away. So there you stand with nothing left to show for your CHRISTIAN walk, BUT HERE'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;the GREAT THING. YOUR FOUNDATION is still there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;you stand with JESUS between you and the angry&amp;nbsp;world waiting to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;tear you apart, and here's the really cool part. JESUS stops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;the rain and clears the sky. Your blueprints and goals are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;once again visible, and HE shows you how to watch the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;sky. He tells you to always watch the sky no matter what, to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;NEVER take your eyes off of the CREATOR, and HE shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;you exactly how to hold the umbrella when the rain comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;JESUS shows you how to protect your castle when the storms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;roll in, and how to stay safe until the sun comes back out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; JESUS is the one guy who promises NEVER TO LEAVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;HE said HE will stay with us always, and HE means it. HE is our only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;bridge to heaven, and our best shield from the cold world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;ONE day here soon, we'll all be standing in heaven, with castles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;made from something a lot more glorious than sand. But until&amp;nbsp;that day, don't take your eyes off the CREATOR, and remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;to always trust in JESUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Shine Bright Today,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Emily.Ann. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/7914105270932205104-4303788748578252710?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4303788748578252710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/sandcastles-ocean-waves-rainy-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/4303788748578252710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/4303788748578252710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/sandcastles-ocean-waves-rainy-days.html' title='Sandcastles, Ocean Waves, &amp; Rainy Days.'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-467810526052919661</id><published>2011-05-09T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T10:20:43.585-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>Feeling Beautiful...</title><content type='html'>Hey Girls,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it's been so long! It's finals week for me....so I really enjoyed the post about not stressing out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess I want to share something that I've been dealing with lately. &amp;nbsp;I wonder if anyone can relate to my problem. &amp;nbsp;When you break out (more than normal), do you feel ugly? This may seem trivial, but my face has been breaking out a lot recently, which isn't normal. &amp;nbsp;And I'm going to a military ball on Saturday. &amp;nbsp;Every time I look in the mirror I cringe...it makes me feel so ugly. &amp;nbsp;But as I've been dealing with this, a thought popped into my head. &amp;nbsp;I wouldn't go as far as saying that God made me break out, but maybe he wants me to learn something through this. &amp;nbsp;Though this whole situation may seem silly, it forces me to reconsider what makes me, and everyone else, beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does being beautiful depend on how much makeup I wear or what guys think of me? Does it matter if I look like a plastered, fake supermodel? &amp;nbsp;Does it even matter what I think of how I look? I believe the answer to all these questions is no. &amp;nbsp;If beauty is a superficial as all of this, then people would be beautiful one day and ugly the next--and that doesn't make sense. &amp;nbsp;So I have come to the conclusion that my beauty doesn't rest in me, but in God. &amp;nbsp;Yes, we've all been told that inner beauty is what really matters. &amp;nbsp;But how many of us stop and really consider the truth in that? I certainly don't...not until I am faced with less than ideal circumstances. &amp;nbsp;As I look in the mirror, I am forced to decide how I will define beauty. &amp;nbsp;Will I compare my looks to the world or look to God for my self-worth? &amp;nbsp;I pray we all find our beauty in Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Megan Brainerd, from New York, is a busy nursing student who loves to hang out with her friends, read, and play the piano :) Her email is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:piano93@verizon.net" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" target="_blank"&gt;piano93@verizon.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-467810526052919661?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/467810526052919661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/feeling-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/467810526052919661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/467810526052919661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/feeling-beautiful.html' title='Feeling Beautiful...'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-8789248226750290291</id><published>2011-05-08T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T11:37:14.896-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angelica'/><title type='text'>God Sighting Challenge Entries Part 2</title><content type='html'>Hello Readers!&lt;br /&gt;As promised, here is Part 2 of the Challenge entries that we received last month. It is my home and prayer that they are an encouragement to you.&amp;nbsp; If you would like to share how these entries made an impact in your life, please feel free to email us at &lt;a href="mailto:passion@passionwebmag.com"&gt;passion@passionwebmag.com&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.4177165581398028" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Early  this morning, just as I was about to leave to work, I looked to my left  and saw a rainbow above my house. &amp;nbsp;It was one of the biggest, brightest  rainbows I have ever seen. &amp;nbsp;Suddenly I was filled with a sense of awe.  &amp;nbsp;It's beauty was indescribable - I wanted to wake the whole neighborhood  and show them this rainbow! &amp;nbsp;As I left to work, the rainbow only seemed  to get bigger and brighter. &amp;nbsp;As I looked at its beauty, I felt in my  heart like God was telling me that He keeps His promises. &amp;nbsp;He will keep  His promise to give me a hope and a bright future, if I trust Him. &amp;nbsp;The  rainbow was a reminder to me of God's unfailing love. &amp;nbsp;- Hannah K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.4177165581398028" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I  went to a Maundy Thursday service and I experienced Gods presence among  everything that has happened. &amp;nbsp;For me, this has been one of the  craziest and hardest years I've went through. &amp;nbsp;As I was praying, I was  asking God for his guidance and comfort to get me through all the  obstacles. &amp;nbsp;For the past couple of months I've been crying and hurting a  lot. &amp;nbsp;When I opened my eyes, I saw the glow of a candle amongst the  darkness. &amp;nbsp;It was powerful and comforting because as I listened, I felt  Gods presence. &amp;nbsp;I knew then that God has never left me and even though  there are times that really blind you, there is always that light to  pick you back up. &amp;nbsp;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I also heard this song and really sums what God has done for us on the cross. &amp;nbsp;It's very touching as well as a beautiful song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aowdjLeaCYs%29"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000099; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aowdjLeaCYs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Cathrina K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.4177165581398028" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.4177165581398028" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;“Well,  last night, it started to thunder and lightning. And let me tell you,  God went all out on THAT display of love! I felt that with every  incredibly loud boom, and every stunningly bright light, God was saying,  ‘I love you, and I'm putting on this huge show just to let you know!’” -  Katherine&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.4177165581398028" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.4177165581398028" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;“  I hadn't been in the shower 5 minutes last night when the lights went  out! I was so afraid. I couldn't see ANYTHING! I clung to the shower  curtain thinking that the curtain would save me. I called out, but  everyone else in the house had gone to sleep. I reached out, trying to  grab something, anything in that awful dark. A minute went by, and then I  prayed and relaxed knowing that God had everything under control.  Suddenly the lights came back on. But not just in the bathroom, but in  my mind also. &amp;nbsp;Jesus Christ endured the dark for YOU! Just like the dark  I experienced last night Christ endured the cross, a worse form of  darkness. &amp;nbsp;So today, whatever dark you may be experiencing; a loss,  depression, or even just an empty feeling, know that Christ endured the  worst kind of darkness for you. When you give him control in your life,  the darkness will be gone replaced by the Son! “ - Rachel C.&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/7914105270932205104-8789248226750290291?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8789248226750290291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/god-sighting-challenge-entries-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/8789248226750290291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/8789248226750290291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/god-sighting-challenge-entries-part-2.html' title='God Sighting Challenge Entries Part 2'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-7246573567284161176</id><published>2011-05-01T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T11:44:42.720-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angelica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><title type='text'>Stressed Out? Your Not Alone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Do  you ever just bring yourself to a point of being so stressed out, and  so overwhelmed you just feel like doing nothing anymore because you have  so much to do? I have felt that way in my life so many different times.  We start to freak out saying, "I have 2 full days worth of homework to  get done, school projects due this weekend, my best friend wants to  talk, I'm going on vacation, how in the world will I have enough time to  get all of this done?" So I doubt all those things are currently  happening in your life right now. That would be a LOT! But I think you  know what I am trying to say. Sometimes we just bring ourselves to this  point of having so much to do, being so overwhelmed that we honestly  just feel like shutting down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my personal opinion, we are doing this to ourselves. We naturally  think about the BIG picture. This is how much I have to get done by  tomorrow, the weekend, or even next month. What we should start doing  though, is looking at the SMALL picture. The little things. Like the  school work problem, for example, you have to days worth of homework to  complete by Sunday? That's alright. Just take it slow. One subject at a  time. Packing for vacation? Easy! One step at a time. I want you to do  something with me. Think of a problem that you are struggling with right  now. Weather it be lots of school work, finals coming up, vacation to  pack for, or a stressful workload, I'm sure everyone has an idea of  something in their life that is just getting to be too much! When you  get that idea in your head,imagine Jesus standing right there with you.  Helping you with that, guiding you as you get through that stressful  situation. Feel a lot better now, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life just sneaks up on us. We realize we have all this stuff  to do and no time to get any of it done. I know that normally, this  would be cause to freak out, but in reality, Jesus is right there with  you. He is guiding you to get through it, whispering to you all along  the way. So I just really wanted to encourage you that if you are  feeling like everything is too stressful and overwhelming, go to God  about it! Remember that he is right there with you to help encourage you  through what you are going through, regardless of what that might be.  If you want to talk to someone who understands that feeling of  frantically being stressed out and overwhelmed, feel free to email me at  &lt;a href="mailto:angelicaspassion@aol.com"&gt;angelicaspassion@aol.com&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;Angelica    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7914105270932205104-7246573567284161176?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7246573567284161176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/stressed-out-your-not-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/7246573567284161176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/7246573567284161176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/stressed-out-your-not-alone.html' title='Stressed Out? Your Not Alone!'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-8682900676968186038</id><published>2011-05-01T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T11:37:07.492-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angelica'/><title type='text'>God Sighting Challenge Entries Part 1</title><content type='html'>Hello Readers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the entries that we received in the God Sighting Challenge over the last 2 weeks. Over the next few weeks, expect to see more of the entries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.4521702484882001" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;"Lately,  I've been trying to figure out what direction I should take next  career-wise. &amp;nbsp;I am 19 (I will be 20 in May), and I have a passion for  impacting the media and entertainment industries for Christ. &amp;nbsp;However,  I've felt for several years that God was directing me not to pursue  those things I loved most, but to work in the medical field. &amp;nbsp;Not  wanting to be like a Jonah and disobey the commands He placed in my  heart, I've been pursuing becoming a Registered Nurse, and became a  Medication Aide at my work place (another small miracle that God worked  out, but that's another story). &amp;nbsp;Yet, I've always sensed this calling to  the medical field to be temporary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I  can't say that I've gone without experiencing frustration while obeying  God, but during this time of a confusing "ill-fit" between my natural  gifting and the direction I've been heading, I've been waiting on God to  show me what steps to take next and trying not to get discouraged at  His unique methods of mapping out my life. &amp;nbsp;I've continued to pursue  something I don't particularly enjoy, and have been re-submitting to  enter a local Registered Nursing program (it can take up to 2 years in  California to get accepted into an R. N. program due to a teacher  shortage). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Today  at work it was a slow day, and I had some time to read the Bible. &amp;nbsp;I  read verses about God's unfailing love, and how He keeps His promises  and gives good things to those that love and obey Him. &amp;nbsp;I prayed and  asked God for some serious direction. &amp;nbsp;I needed something blatant,  something tangible, telling me what to do about this whole medical  thing- did He want me to continue to pursue this, or not? &amp;nbsp;Sometimes it  helps to be specific in your requests to God. &amp;nbsp;He may choose not to  answer immediately, but He always gives results. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;As  I was just in the middle of this, one of my bosses came over to me.  &amp;nbsp;She had just finished her prayer time (one of the perks about my job is  that it is a very God-centered environment). &amp;nbsp;After starting up a  conversation, she asked me about my career objectives. &amp;nbsp;I have known her  since I was 13, and her questions about what I want to become were  routine, and my answers routine as well. &amp;nbsp;I was going to become a nurse  and travel. &amp;nbsp;The answer did morph over time- it became a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;psych-nurse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;as I became interested in psychology, and a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;part-time psych nurse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;as  I began to feel that God would not be calling me into a full-time  medical position regardless of how long the position would last. &amp;nbsp;Yet  the answer remained nearly the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;My  boss asked me what my career objective was. I said something like do  whatever God wants me to do wherever He wants me to go. She said that's a  vocation. &amp;nbsp;Fair enough! &amp;nbsp;So she asked again. &amp;nbsp;Yet this time, my answer  did not come as easily as it had done in the past. &amp;nbsp;I found myself  saying that I wasn't sure, and in response, she told me that she didn't  see me becoming a nurse, and that I don't seem to enjoy my job. &amp;nbsp;She  didn't say this in a mean or accusatory manner, but in a friendly and  interested way. &amp;nbsp;Her words did not injure me, but were a huge  encouragement. &amp;nbsp;My boss said that she had been watching my medication  work, and though I do the best job I can and with a joyful attitude, I  believe she noticed a distinction in my soul. &amp;nbsp;While she didn't say as  much, I realized it myself: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;my joy at work comes in spite of, not because of what I do. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;My  work has commitment, but not passion- sort of a "going through the  motions" feel. &amp;nbsp;Like in a marriage between two people, a marriage of  commitment but void of passion and enthusiasm may yield a strong bond,  but hardly a quality one. &amp;nbsp;This is like how we can be loyal to God and  claim Him as the Creator of the universe without being truly passionate  about Him. &amp;nbsp;We can believe the Bible without being compelled to love  Him. &amp;nbsp;Similarily, I do well at my work, and am loyal to my good job, but  this devotion doesn't spill over into enthusiasm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I  just don't get joy out of the medical work that I do the way others do  that are called into the field permanently. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes I have been  jealous of this passion when I have seen it in others. &amp;nbsp;I've tried to  mimic it. &amp;nbsp;I've tried to adopt it. &amp;nbsp;I've tried everything, but it just  doesn't stick. &amp;nbsp;Don't misunderstand - I love to smile and to sing at  work, and am a generally positive and optimistic person. &amp;nbsp;Yet my work  detracts from, rather than contributing to, this happiness. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I  do not know what steps to take next in life, and I have recently been  prayerfully asking God whether He still wants me to pursue becoming a  nurse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I  realize that my calling into the medical field is temporary, I've just  always been uncertain as to how temporary. &amp;nbsp;When do I know that God is  ready to steer me in another direction? &amp;nbsp;Sometimes I hear His direction  in His word, reminding me that He is faithful, as I did this afternoon.  &amp;nbsp;Other times, God can be more blatant, gently confirming His plans  through others (such as the temporary nature of a calling into the  medical field). &amp;nbsp;While I still don't know exactly how God wants me to  proceed in every area of my life, He has shown me that I don't have to  fret or worry. &amp;nbsp;He has it all under control. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;What  my boss said was not at all a criticism in the manner she spoke it, but  instead, oddly enough, an encouragement. &amp;nbsp;It was encouraging because I  realized that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;God knows what He's doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;  &amp;nbsp;He will never abandon those whom He loves. &amp;nbsp;He listens to our  heartfelt prayers. &amp;nbsp;When it seems that we are not hearing from Him and  are confused about what step to take next, if we look hard enough, God  will use things and people around us to show us where He wants us to go.  &amp;nbsp;I may never become a nurse, but I will trust God to make me what He  wills in His own good time and His own unique ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;To  be truthful, more than half the time His ways of directing me seem  bizarre or don't make sense. &amp;nbsp;Yet in the big-picture, does it really  matter how confused we may become by our circumstances? &amp;nbsp;God has a  bright future and a hope for us. &amp;nbsp;He will lead us. &amp;nbsp;Through the  conversation I had with my boss and through spending time in His word, I  was reminded of the hope found in Him, of Christ's unfailing love, and  that I just have to trust that God will get me where He wants, nurse or  not. &amp;nbsp;I believe that God is at last starting to lead me away from being  in the medical field. &amp;nbsp;I don't understand it all, but I am thankful,  grateful, and I know that God will continue to reveal His plans to me as  I wait on Him. &amp;nbsp;It comes down to the words of an old hymn: 'Trust and  obey, for there's no other way to be happy in Jesus, but to trust and  obey. '"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt; ~ Hannah K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.4521702484882001" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;"God  sighting in Rome today! There are, sadly, many old women on the streets  begging for money. Sometimes they spend hours, bent over the ground,  hands raised upwards. On one corner, I saw a lady spent a few minutes  with an old woman, sharing love and kindness, and just listening. I saw  God today!" - Christina K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.4521702484882001" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Garamond; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;"I  work at a restaurant as a server. I know God wants me to do everything  with as much gusto as if everything were for Him; so I try to apply this  to everyone at work. Well, my manager called me into the office the  other day to tell me that a customer I waited on loved my service so  much that he called the main office (where the president of the company  is) to compliment my service. Shortly after, a second manager told me  that I had the potential to be manager over the whole restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Garamond; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Garamond; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Talk about God in the works! And I didn't think I was doing anything special -- just serving Him." - Christine E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Garamond; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-8682900676968186038?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8682900676968186038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/god-sighting-challenge-entries-part-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/8682900676968186038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/8682900676968186038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/god-sighting-challenge-entries-part-1.html' title='God Sighting Challenge Entries Part 1'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-8235686649703194799</id><published>2011-04-27T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T16:24:34.714-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haylie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annie'/><title type='text'>Hello From Passion's New Blog Manager and Blog Designer</title><content type='html'>Hello Readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;[haylie jo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I_CH2XSEUjk/TaC_ZiQCpZI/AAAAAAAABYc/RBzdMsNBV2w/s1600/SANY0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I_CH2XSEUjk/TaC_ZiQCpZI/AAAAAAAABYc/RBzdMsNBV2w/s320/SANY0016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just thought I'd take some time to introduce myself. I'm Haylie Jo Gregory, but I like to go as Haylie Jo :)&amp;nbsp; I'm 16 (soon to be 17!) and I'm Passion's new blog manager! Just a few quick little facts about me. I am not the same girl I was a year ago. Last year, I was, what I like to call, a plastic Christian. I played my part well in the play of life, but at the beginning of this year, I was changed, yet again, by our loving Savior. Now, I'm trying my hardest to live for God as best as I can :D I live in Central Florida and I'm a country girl! Plaid shirts, cut-offs, boots and straw hats are my thing! I talk like Lauren on "American Idol". If you'd like to get to know me a little better, you can always check me out on my blog, &lt;a href="http://www.hayliejo.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Wildflower Growing in the Sunshine&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;[annie joy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FsF-H975vSE/TbihS3BtDGI/AAAAAAAAACU/tVJ2yUwZehE/s1600/rose.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FsF-H975vSE/TbihS3BtDGI/AAAAAAAAACU/tVJ2yUwZehE/s320/rose.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm Annie Wang (I go by Annie Joy). My name means "favoured grace", and I am only a grateful sinner rescued by the grace of my matchless Saviour! I'm 15 (&lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; soon to be 16) and I'm Passion's new blog designer! &lt;i&gt;(Look out for a new design next week!)&lt;/i&gt; I'm an Australian-Chinese girl living in "the land Down Under". I love fresh flowers, lil' kiddos and sunsets. My prayer is that I may be like clay in the Potter's hands, and that He may use me to reach the least and the lost. If you'd like to know me better, please email me anytime: hisgivenlife [at] gmail [dot] com I'd love to hear from you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-8235686649703194799?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8235686649703194799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/hello-from-passions-new-blog-manager.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/8235686649703194799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/8235686649703194799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/hello-from-passions-new-blog-manager.html' title='Hello From Passion&apos;s New Blog Manager and Blog Designer'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I_CH2XSEUjk/TaC_ZiQCpZI/AAAAAAAABYc/RBzdMsNBV2w/s72-c/SANY0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-1112117261309770630</id><published>2011-04-25T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T21:16:46.031-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><title type='text'>Relationships</title><content type='html'>Hey girls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Easter already over with, I wanted to share a little thought with you all. I know it's easy to imagine Jesus as an unapproachable King. But this is so far from the truth. I think that so often, we look at Jesus and think, well, He's way up there, I'm way down here, and I want something tangible. I want something I can see, I want something I can feel. I want a relationship that is real.&lt;br /&gt;People tell us over and over that Jesus loves us, and that He wants to be our perfect Prince. That He wants to be our perfect Groom. But for those of us still waiting for our prince charming on earch, for our Mr. Right, we want a real relationship right? Not one with someone off galavanting somewhere in the sky. Maybe it will help to think about it like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your idea of a perfect man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I want someone who is funny. Someone who likes sunny days, adores oceans, and thinks museums are cool. I want someone who knows the joy of finishing a really good book. Someone who will make me laugh, and cry from laughing so hard. I want someone who is family oriented and hard working. Someone that my children can look up to. Someone who will cry when needed and tell me his regrets and fears. I want to marry a storyteller, a dreamer, a wisher, a believer in prayer. Someone who believes in hope, love, and happiness. I want someone I can miss, but also someone I know that would sacrifice his life for his family, and his King Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ, the Holy King, the Perfect Lamb, the Living Sacrifice was a man, and during that time, He lived, laughed, and loved. He sang, and ate and cried. He healed the sick, and taught the poor. He loved the people who hated Him. He walked along winding dusty roads. He ate with sinners. He fed the crowds and calmed the seas. He was tempted, tried, and finally lay down His life for His Bride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thinks you are beautiful, that you are worth more than the oceans and stars. He adores you like crazy, and He only wants your best dreams to come true. He is the ultimate love, and I know that the only way I will be able to love my future husband the way that I need to is if I love Jesus with everything that I have. And the only way that he will be able to love me is if he in turn loves Jesus too. Jesus willing gave up His life so that you and me could enter the ultimate love experience with the best Man to ever walk the planet. Next time you find yourself wanting something more real, pray this prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, &lt;br /&gt;I love you. I know who you are, and I know the things that you've done. But to know you is to want to know you more. Reveal yourself to me in ways that I have never imagined. Help me understand how amazingly real you are. You are my perfect love. And I love you. &lt;br /&gt;Amen (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember girls, to have a good relationship with someone, you have to be willing to give an equal share. He gave up his life for you, shouldn't you be willing to give yours to Him as well? And trust me, when you do, He will do the most beautiful things with your life. (:&lt;br /&gt;Dwell in the newness of your Perfect Love tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-1112117261309770630?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1112117261309770630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/relationships.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/1112117261309770630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/1112117261309770630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/relationships.html' title='Relationships'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-4319861789297071420</id><published>2011-04-20T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T11:37:00.182-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angelica'/><title type='text'>Anyone Seen A God Sighting? (:</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! I sent this email out to the subscribers earlier tonight and decided to post it here too so you all can read it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi girls! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all are having an amazing week! I wanted to let you girls know about a mini challenge that is going to go on, starting today. It's called God Sightings. I know how easy it is to get caught up with the busy things in life. Working on school work, having a job, keeping up with your friends, and doing any extra volunteer work can take a lot of time out of your day, and even week! So I created this challenge to challenge you girls to find the little things in life. The small little things like a butterfly flying past, or the beautiful sunset. Just something small that speaks to you and it is so easy to see that it's just God. Because girls, the thing is that God loves you so much that he does little things for you each and every day. Think about this for a second. God loves you so much that his own son was put on the cross to die, just for YOU! Just for YOU! Amazing, huh? So if he loves you that much, don't you think he gives you little gifts through the day to remind you how much he loves you? (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is what you do. You try to find a few things throughout your day that are from God.  It can be something small, or something big, but just something that is so encouraging and tells you that God is right there with you helping you out.  Then when you find a few things, or even lots of things, send them to me at passion@passionwebmag.com. At the end of the month I will compile ALL of the entries sent in and email them to you. They will also be posted here on the blog. The point of this is to find the little things that remind you that God is always there for you, then in return they will be shared with everyone else and you can encourage them too! Awesome right? (: So this challenge starts today. Have fun with it, and be creative. You never know what you could find! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;Angelica- Assistant Editor/Blog Contributor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-4319861789297071420?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4319861789297071420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/anyone-seen-god-sighting.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/4319861789297071420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/4319861789297071420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/anyone-seen-god-sighting.html' title='Anyone Seen A God Sighting? (:'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-3530596084590220092</id><published>2011-04-15T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T13:12:00.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contrary to the Command</title><content type='html'>Hey girls, I just wanted to encourage you on something specific today: to not make big decisions without seeking God first. Recently, I made a bit of a mistake by rushing into something that I assumed I had God's answer for. I almost went completely through with it, without that important strong, clear direction from God. And now, let me tell you, I'm regretting having moved so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a minor role in this life of ours if we've given it to God. It's His. We do not want to stray from that path that He has for us! The best plan is His, and that's why we need to seek His will in our decisions. He will speak, whether through a clear voice, through lining things up in an obvious, God-arranged way, a solid feeling of peace that won't ebb...if we seek Him hard enough. Wrestle with Him and trust that you will get the answer! Wait patiently and continue to ask. Get prayer from others. Just don't make the mistake of making a decision before you know what God wants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you've already done something...seek God about it anyway. It might be something that's hard to reverse, but God might have a rerouting for you. Or, He could say you're in the right place! Let's have the heart of Balaam the prophet when he said,&amp;nbsp;" 'Though Balak were to give me his house full of silver and gold, I could not do anything, either small or great, contrary to the command of the LORD my God.' " (Numbers 22:18).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-3530596084590220092?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3530596084590220092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/contrary-to-command.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3530596084590220092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3530596084590220092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/contrary-to-command.html' title='Contrary to the Command'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-5902132788885765206</id><published>2011-04-14T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T21:31:17.895-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angelica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Take The First Step!</title><content type='html'>Hey girls! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I found this song called Walk on the Water by Britt Nicole and decided to share it with you. It's an awesome song so I would encourage you to check it out. I also want to encourage you girls. I know that sometimes we can be afraid to take that big step out in faith, even when we feel that God is calling us to something bigger and better then we ever even had planned. Sometimes though, we really just have to take that first step into the unknown and see what God has in store. Sure, it might be scary at first. But God tells us that he will never ever leave us or forsake you. If you feel like God is doing something in your life and calling you to something bigger and better... go for it. You will be glad you did. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Where can I go from Your Spirit? Or where can I flee from Your presence?  If I ascend into heaven, You are there; If I make my bed in hell,  behold, You are there. If I take the wings of the morning, And dwell in  the uttermost parts of the sea, Even there Your hand shall lead me, And  Your right hand shall hold me."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Psalms 139:7-10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;For I the LORD thy God will hold thy right hand, saying unto thee, Fear not; I will help thee."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt; Isaiah 41:13&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;Angelica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fmZPrFj90AI" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-5902132788885765206?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5902132788885765206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/take-first-step.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/5902132788885765206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/5902132788885765206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/take-first-step.html' title='Take The First Step!'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fmZPrFj90AI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-4630912840816978906</id><published>2011-04-03T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T10:20:36.843-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witnessing'/><title type='text'>Witnessing</title><content type='html'>Hey Girls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk about something that has always been challenging for me as a Christian: witnessing. &amp;nbsp;We've all read it in the Bible; God wants us to publicly share our faith. &amp;nbsp;That sounds easy, but when you are in a classroom surrounded by people who only make fun of Jesus and live to party, it's extremely hard to open you mouth (I know from experience!). &amp;nbsp;So, often (at least I do!), we just kinda twist that command to mean that we only have to live good lives and that will be our testimony...right????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not exactly. &amp;nbsp;Sharing the hope of the Gospel with our mouths is very important, something we can't just slink around. &amp;nbsp;So, you may be wondering, how exactly should I go about this? What can I say that won't come across as preaching or condemning them or just plain stupid? &amp;nbsp;I've had these same questions, so let me try to answer them:&lt;br /&gt;1) Pray! Pray that God will open up doors of opportunity as well as make you sensitive to His voice and prompting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Look! &amp;nbsp;Look for the right situation, the right moment when you can appropriately bring up the subject. This is crucial, because if you try to shove the Gospel on someone at the wrong moment, you could actually turn them off, causing them to be less interested in what you have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Speak! &amp;nbsp;Don't try to summarize the whole Bible all at once! &amp;nbsp;Maybe question their way of thinking or behavior and then offer a different way or approach (one that is biblical of course). &amp;nbsp;Or present a smaller facet of the Gospel to them, one that fits the occasion. &amp;nbsp;Or maybe simply challenge their belief about God....there are so many ways, just be sensitive to what is appropriate and what is most beneficial to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to challenge you guys to think of three people you know who aren't saved and whom you care about. &amp;nbsp;Pray for them daily. &amp;nbsp;And then witness to them using these three steps (if you want ;). &amp;nbsp;I hope this helps and challenges you all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Megan Brainerd, from New York, is a busy nursing student who loves to hang out with her friends, read, and play the piano :) Her email is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:piano93@verizon.net" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" target="_blank"&gt;piano93@verizon.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-4630912840816978906?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4630912840816978906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/witnessing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/4630912840816978906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/4630912840816978906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/witnessing.html' title='Witnessing'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-3258914982069100207</id><published>2011-04-01T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T11:42:32.558-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angelica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pride'/><title type='text'>Dealing With Pride</title><content type='html'>Did you know that God says Pride is the biggest sin? God hates pride more then any of the other sins mentioned in the Bible. Before we go into this in more detail, I think it would be good to list the deffinitions on pride and humble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pride: &lt;/b&gt;A sense of one's own proper dignity or value; self-respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Humble:&lt;/b&gt; Marked by meekness or modesty; not arrogant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;The LORD detests all the proud of heart. Be sure of this: They will not go unpunished.&lt;/i&gt;"- &lt;b&gt;Proverbs 16:5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why does God hate pride so much? Well personally, I think it is because once we get prideful and full of ourselves, do you know what huge mistake we make? We loose sight of God's will for us. We fall further and further away from God and his plan for us. This does not make God happy at all. He loves us so much that he wants us to be hunble and not proud. He says that if we are humble, then we will recieve gifts in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So by now we have figured out a few things. God hates pride because it takes us away from his grace and love. And God will reward those who are humble with gifts in heaven. So now what do we do if we are being effected by pride? We don't want to continue in these ways of sin, so how do we stop? Here are some steps to give you some idea's on hw to get rid of pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Identify It:&lt;/b&gt; If you don't identify pride for being pride, you can't do anything to change. Ask God to show you if you are currently being effected by pride in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ask for Forgiveness:&lt;/b&gt; Once you identify that you are struggling with pride you need to repent and ask for forgivness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;More on:&lt;/b&gt; After you have asked for forgivness, that's it! You can move on with life knowing that the creator of the universe has taken the weight of your sin on himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this gives you some idea's on how to deal with pride. Pride is a hard thing to deal with but remember that God loves you and is willing to help you deal with pride, or any of the other sins that you might be struggling with. take these requests and concerns to him, and he will lovingly take them from you. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Sister in Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Angelica (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-3258914982069100207?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3258914982069100207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/dealing-with-pride.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3258914982069100207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3258914982069100207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/dealing-with-pride.html' title='Dealing With Pride'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-5687411732823306820</id><published>2011-03-23T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T16:40:42.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><title type='text'>Being Born Again: What I've Learned from Here to the Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Being a teenager in this world isn’t easy, and being a girl doesn’t seem to help much. But to be a teenage Christian girl, in a world full of sin and temptation is nearly impossible. I try to remain pure, but still I fail and I fall. I am human after all. And even after all those falls, Jesus still forgives and He still loves. But, it doesn’t make the journey easy. You see, I don’t want to fail Him, I just want to make Him proud of my good deeds. But even at my best, if you compile a list of all the best good things that I have done, things done with the right intention, It would still be as a filthy rag to Him. Even if it stretched the sun and back 99 billion times. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;You see, when you compare the best of me to God’s standards, I wouldn’t even be worthy enough to see the gates. And that’s not even considering the worst of me. I do bad things all the time. I fail Jesus at least a thousand times a day, and that is when I am checking and rechecking myself asking myself, was that what God would’ve done, was that Godly, was that done in the right intention? What would God think of that thought? Is He smiling at your actions? As a cursed human, I have to check everything I do, and still, I’m not good enough, and sometimes, it’s all I can do to not give in to some of my temptations.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And after hearing this, you might ask, well what is the point? Why not just throw in the towel now? Let me tell you why I continue on. Because of His forgiveness. Because of His mercy. I continue on because about 2000 years ago, Jesus Christ continued on for me. Even though His cross was heavy. Even though it was a burden. Even though He was broken. And because even though He could have stopped there, because His shed blood was all that was required, He didn’t. He continued on and gave me the following things.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He is my Ultimate Comforter. When I am lonely and broken, He is near, offering kind words and love. He is my Lighthouse when I am lost at sea. He is the still whisper when I fret. He is small enough to calm my fears, yet big enough to fight the thief at the door. He is sympathetic enough to listen to my problems, yet just stern enough to spank my rear end if needed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He is my strength, my joy, my hope, my strong tower, and He is my Freefall. Every day He fights to rewin my heart, so I have to say that He is my hero. He is a friend that sticks closer than a brother. And instead of just paying the price to let me into His Father’s kingdom, instead of just preparing me a place, instead of just penning my name in the Book of Life, Jesus also gave me His own clothes to wear into His Father’s house so that I would be appropriately dressed for the occasion. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;When I have to sum all this up, the good outweighs the bad each time. Each time I realize how much harder I want to try for Him. And I hope you will too. Dwell in the love of your Freefall.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Emily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-5687411732823306820?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5687411732823306820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/being-born-again-what-ive-learned-from.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/5687411732823306820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/5687411732823306820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/being-born-again-what-ive-learned-from.html' title='Being Born Again: What I&apos;ve Learned from Here to the Cross'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-649416007410362616</id><published>2011-03-13T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T15:08:07.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><title type='text'>Author of our Lives</title><content type='html'>Recently I remembered how my heart once was brought to and kept a place of awe of God's &lt;i&gt;work&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;i&gt;plan&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;in and of my life. How He used things to help me see Him in all happenings, which coincidentally was a whole part of the planning. Typically we're not hyper-aware of God's activity in our every day life -- how present and active and dynamic He is in His planning. Something happens -- we meet a new person, get a job, get invited to a party next week, receive $50 from our grandparents -- we think, "Cool" and walk away. Thinking it's just another thing that happens. Like our lives are just "happenings" stacked back to back. We forget that God has an idea for all that! That He is &lt;i&gt;active &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;working&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to complete the grand picture He has for our lives. That there's a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized the other day that if we constantly recognize that concept -- that God is the &lt;i&gt;author&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;of our lives, and that He's always writing -- we become better tools of God to shape ours and others' lives. Why? Because we embrace each moment as a &lt;u&gt;moment from God&lt;/u&gt; more, and treat it as such! And when we treat it as such, it opens doors. We get to know that new person and keep in touch, cementing what could be a valuable new connection. We look for ways to truly serve in our new job. We cherish the time at that party with our friends, inviting God's work even there. We really think about how the Lord might lead us to spend that $50! Maybe it was an answer to one of our prayers, or He wants us to hang onto it because He intends to use it as an answer to someone else's prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think more often should we as Christ followers call events in our lives puzzle pieces, always keeping in mind that He has a big picture He's putting together...or as a domino in a chain of dominoes...or as a thread in the tapestry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget about recognizing our entire lives as a whole as a centimeter of a thread of God's tapestry for His &lt;i&gt;world&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;plan. Now that's exciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-649416007410362616?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/649416007410362616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/author-of-our-lives.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/649416007410362616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/649416007410362616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/author-of-our-lives.html' title='Author of our Lives'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-5815908147714412149</id><published>2011-03-07T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T10:20:29.458-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Surrendering Control</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I can get so mad at myself, like yesterday.  I am such a perfectionist; everything has to be neat and in it's place.  I need to look perfect, my room needs to be perfect, my homework and assignments need to be the best...the lists goes on.  Everything needs to run on a set schedule; if I'm behind schedule, I freak out.  I am really a control freak.  Yesterday, I was realizing my need to control things, when I felt God asking me why I was putting such a burden on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain why I have such a need to be in control and be perfect.  I know I will never attain perfection and things aren't going always go my way.  But I think that maybe at the root of my problem is my need for affection and being accepted.  I want others to notice me and love me.  But God has been teaching me to surrender control to Him.  I can never pretend to have things under my own, pathetic idea of control.  He is almighty God; how could I ever do His job? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there any of you out there like me? Maybe not exactly like me, because I know I am kinda crazy, lol, but perhaps you've experienced some of the same things? I pray that God will continue to reveal to me, and anyone like me, His awesome peace and power.  What a comfort it is to know that He will always love me and accept me for who I am and that I do not need to be perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Megan Brainerd, from New York, is a busy nursing student who loves to hang out with her friends, read, and play the piano :) Her email is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:piano93@verizon.net" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" target="_blank"&gt;piano93@verizon.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-5815908147714412149?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5815908147714412149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/surrendering-control.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/5815908147714412149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/5815908147714412149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/surrendering-control.html' title='Surrendering Control'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-5130174072651651658</id><published>2011-03-02T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T11:40:40.999-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angelica'/><title type='text'>Trusting The King of Kings</title><content type='html'>Hi girls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be honest with you guys. A struggle I have been going through these past few weeks, and possibly even months, has been trusting in God. I tend to want to take control of my own life, as many of us tend to do, and not let God run the show. I think this boils down to a trust issue. We sit back and go, "Uh God? I don't know if you can handle this problem...it's kinda big after all..." So we decide to take the problem on ourselves. Instead of handing our problems over to the Creator of the Universe, we decide to take the problem into our own hands. Do you want to guess what happens when we do that? We fail. Every time. The truth is girls, we can not tackle these life difficulties and problems by ourselves! God is calling out to you. He wants to take these problems and give us peace, rest, comfort and love. But girls, he can NOT take our problems for us unless we give them to him. I am going to repeat this again. God can not take our problems for us and give us peace, love, comfort and joy...unless we GIVE THEM to HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you might be thinking. "Okay, Okay...this sounds great. But don't you know it's hard to give up something to God?" Yes, girls. I know. Honestly, I am still fighting to try to give up certain things to God. I think some things are easier then others. It really all depends on you. But spend time praying about it. I have found the more I have gotten to know who Jesus was, the more and more I give up things to him. It all goes back to that trust thing again. Think about it. When you meet someone for the first time are you going to sit down and tell them every little bit of your life, and even more....trust them with difficult problems and situations in your life? No! This is because we want to make sure we can trust them first. But it all takes time to get to know someone, God included. So girls, take some time getting to know God, your amazing father. Trust him to be able to handle these problems you give him. He cares and loves you more then you can ever imagine. All we need to do is trust him. Remember he is the King of Kings, no problem is too big or to small. He wants to hear them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girl Talk: What is one thing you have trouble giving up to God?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-5130174072651651658?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5130174072651651658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/trusting-king-of-kings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/5130174072651651658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/5130174072651651658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/trusting-king-of-kings.html' title='Trusting The King of Kings'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-2758353069285191890</id><published>2011-02-24T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T10:20:22.461-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devotions'/><title type='text'>Crazy Love</title><content type='html'>Hi girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the longest time, I was looking for a devotional book to use during my quiet times with God.  I didn't want something shallow, while at the same time I wasn't looking for a college textbook.  I think I just found what I was looking for!  It's this book called "Crazy Love" by Francis Chan.  It is so inspirational and challengeing. There's a website that goes along with it that has videos for each chapter of the book.  It is the perfect supplement for my devotions!  Anyway...I just wanted to quickly share that with you guys ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Megan Brainerd, from New York, is a busy nursing student who loves to hang out with her friends, read, and play the piano :) Her email is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:piano93@verizon.net" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" target="_blank"&gt;piano93@verizon.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-2758353069285191890?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2758353069285191890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/02/crazy-love.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2758353069285191890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2758353069285191890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/02/crazy-love.html' title='Crazy Love'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-6147297899187570358</id><published>2011-02-12T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T00:00:08.091-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>You Are More - Tenth Avenue North</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IwtcwQwgdsA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View full screen or on Youtube for a bigger size! :) This is a great music video.&lt;br /&gt;(Posted by Ariel)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-6147297899187570358?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6147297899187570358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-are-more-tenth-avenue-north.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6147297899187570358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6147297899187570358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-are-more-tenth-avenue-north.html' title='You Are More - Tenth Avenue North'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IwtcwQwgdsA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-7069000731956054846</id><published>2011-02-11T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T14:21:23.834-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><title type='text'>Infinite Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“I love Him. Yes, I love Him. He died upon the cross at Calvary. And I love Him. Yes, I love Him. Oh, but best of all, He loves me.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~I Know Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Can you even start to imagine the love God Almighty has for us? Can you even start to fathom? Look around you. Look at the finger-painted sunset, at the birds and trees. He made all of that just for you, and He did it to such pure perfection, that to really think and study into it all would completely blow your mind to pieces. Did you know that the smallest caterpillar has over 223 separate and distinct muscles in its head alone? That’s a lot, for something we could squish with our fingers. Did you know that your heart generates enough pressure to squirt blood up to thirty feet? Or what about the simple fact that trees take up carbon dioxide and release oxygen? I know they teach you that in the third grade, but God thought of that. He spared no detail in creation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Did you know that the Bible says that God’s work speaks who He is and what He is like? His work shows me that He is not only thoughtful, talented, and creative, but also that His thoughts are far more complex than you or I could ever begin to wrap our tiny minds around. Just think He made all of the wonderful things you see around you to impress you, to make you happy. The Holy Father wants to make us happy; He spared no detail for you. That simple fact would wow me alone. But He didn’t stop there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You know what really wows me about God? He created the big things too. Like the sun, solar system, and the Milky Way galaxy. Have you ever considered how big these things actually are? Let me give you a little estimate. If you could stand on the sun, and look in the general direction of the earth, the earth would look like a bouncy ball, not the big ones, but the uber small ones. The earth looks like a bouncy ball to the sun, and the earth is home to over 6 billion people. From the edge of the Milky Way, you can’t even see the sun anymore, just a cluster of stars around it? Did you know that if you looked as far as the human can (by aid of the Hubble Telescope); we can see this kind of ovalish thing, full of clusters of galaxies. Clusters that surround other galaxies, like the Milky Way. Basically, from this point, the sun looks like a speck of bacteria to us. You can’t even see it. And that’s the sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It blows my mind to even consider not being able to see the sun. God created that, and He’s still bigger. He’s bigger to the point that it hurts your mind to even think about, because as big as we know still isn’t anything to Him. And this is the same God who totally loves us. He sent His only son, the one thing He loved most to die for our benefit, although we did nothing but hurt Him with our past. That is love in its truest and purest form. It’s the agape kind of love, the love that sacrifices for the benefit of others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Imagine sending the one person that you love most to die. Imagine sending your little brother or sister, or your mom or dad. Imagine sending one of your grandparents, or even your boyfriend. Imagine sending them when you knew without a doubt that they were innocent; sending them to die in the place of a whole bunch of people who weren’t. Imagine having to watch the guilty crowd cheer as your dear one was broken, beaten, spit upon, and hung on a cross in-between common criminals to die. Imagine the sickening sound of the nails tearing through the flesh as the hammer hit. And then sitting there knowing you had the power to do something, but at the same time couldn’t do a thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I’m crying as I explain this to you, because I know it’s awful to think about and I know that it’s a bit painful to talk about, but now you know just a portion of what God felt to give us another chance. To see any one of my loved ones in that position would tear me to pieces inside. And if that wasn’t bad enough, imagine having to look away as the one you love took all of that sin on their shoulders. That’s why I get so emotional about Jesus. That’s why I flip out over what He’s done for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Because He bore the burden of that cross, even though it was heavy, even though it separated Him from His Holy Father, even though it meant death. He loved me so much that He gave up His life for me, and in the process, He conquered death, hell, and the grave just like He said He would. Jesus is the one guy who will never lie to you, and unlike a lot of others, He’ll always be around. It’s like He’s proposing to you. He’s holding out His hand and asking you to be His forever. And the day you accepted His offer of salvation, you became His Holy Bride, set apart and distinct. He’s coming for you soon. I promise. He can’t wait to bring you home to show His Father. He’s so stinking proud of you it’s crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do you want to know how Christians keep running to God? Why they just can’t have enough? Think about it like this, you’ve just met this really great guy, and he’s a total hottie. But soon enough, if he’s not the right one, you’ll get bored with him. Want to know why? Because you know everything about him, and he’s no longer a mystery. Praise JESUS! This can never happen in a true relationship with the Creator. He keeps you in the dark to keep you coming. And as you walk with Him faithfully, He reveals things to keep you interested. To encourage and uplift you, to excite you. And then He uses you to show everyone else what their missing out on. Be that light. Fall so fiercely in love with Jesus that people can see you from miles away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Run to Him and remember the Creator of the universe is crazy about you and is screaming out for your attention; He loves you, as small as you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Running,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Emily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-7069000731956054846?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7069000731956054846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/02/infinite-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/7069000731956054846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/7069000731956054846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/02/infinite-love.html' title='Infinite Love'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-2343389939261458612</id><published>2011-02-03T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T12:58:12.385-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><title type='text'>Delights and Desires</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Take delight in the LORD, and He will give you the desires of your heart." -Psalm 37:4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Looking back on the whirlwind of the past few months and all the amazing things that have happened to bring us to this place, this is what I know to be true: &amp;nbsp;God takes good care of His children. He places dreams–His dreams–in our hearts. Then in His own way and in His own time, as we delight ourselves in God alone He gives us those desires of our hearts. Why are we always so surprised when extraordinary things happen? The desires of our heart have been His dreams for us all along. The real goal seems to be that we let go of our fears and find our delight in the Lord." -Robin Jones Gunn (from her February 2011 e-newsletter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another note I wanted to add is if we aim the focus of our affection onto Jesus, He will surely shape what we want to be aligned to what He wants. That's one of the joys of our relationship with Jesus. He gives us His eyes, and fashions our hearts to beat like His. When He becomes our first desire, the subsequent desires will be authored and accomplished by Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girl Talk: What are some of the desires of your heart? What have been some in the past that have changed as you've followed God?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-2343389939261458612?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2343389939261458612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/02/delights-and-desires.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2343389939261458612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2343389939261458612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/02/delights-and-desires.html' title='Delights and Desires'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-9076537658041665570</id><published>2011-02-02T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T11:40:27.200-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angelica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'>Finding The Right Youth Group</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has placed an interesting topic on  my heart recently that I felt I should share with you. &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1296676727_0"&gt;Youth group&lt;/span&gt;. Not  every teen goes to a youth group and I personally don't think that you  have to go to youth group to be a follower of God. Not at all. But what  about those of you who are searching for a youth group? How do you find  one that fits you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, I think it all depends on the person. It all depends on YOU!  But it also depends on where God leads you. I must not be making much  sense, but what I'm trying to say is choosing a youth group depends on  two things, in my opinion anyway. Where God leads you, and your &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1296676727_1"&gt;personal  preferences&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be thinking, what kind of &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1296676727_2"&gt;personal preferences&lt;/span&gt;?  I mean  things like the size of the group, the youth leader, how serious the  group is, and that kind of thing. Personally, I enjoy smaller groups  where I  can speak my mind, and a very focused group with not many distractions.  But everyone is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing is where God leads you, and this is the most important.  This comes before your friends, your preferences, or anything else. He  can lead us to our right youth group in many ways, and just like your  preferences, everyone is different here as well. I would  advise you to try different &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1296676727_3"&gt;youth groups&lt;/span&gt; out and listen for anything from God. You need to trust God, and he will take care of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1296676727_4"&gt;Psalm&lt;/span&gt; 9:10 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;10 Those who know your name will trust in you, for you, LORD, have never forsaken those who seek you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually a time will come that God will show you the youth group that  you are supposed to be in. Look around, and try out different &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1296676727_5"&gt;youth  groups&lt;/span&gt;. God can show you the youth group that is meant for you in so  &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1296676727_6"&gt;many different ways&lt;/span&gt;. All you have to do is listen. Listening to God can  take  time but is so  worth it in the end. And as just a side note, I want to encourage you  that your youth group that&amp;nbsp; God has chosen for you, does not have to be  the same youth group your friends go to. It is an awesome experience to  be able to learn about God with close friends, but as I have been  learning, sometimes God has other plans. :)&amp;nbsp; So stay strong and &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1296676727_7"&gt;trust in  God&lt;/span&gt;! The Bible says he will never leave you or forsake you. (&lt;b&gt;Psalm 9:10) &lt;/b&gt;I hope you girls all have an amazing month! :) God Bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;~Angelica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-9076537658041665570?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/9076537658041665570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/02/finding-right-youth-group.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/9076537658041665570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/9076537658041665570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/02/finding-right-youth-group.html' title='Finding The Right Youth Group'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-8810168363131205198</id><published>2011-01-31T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T07:18:47.120-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Like a Child</title><content type='html'>The moon is made of cottage cheese. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, really. The moon has been scientifically proven to be made up&amp;nbsp;of a clotted cream-like substance that is soft to the touch and totally cottage-cheesy to the taste. Samples are sitting in the NASA museum...no really! I'm serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. Don't believe me, then. ;) But what if&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;had&amp;nbsp;told&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;to a classful of preschoolers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about Santa, or the tooth fairy, or the fact that you'll blow up if you sneeze, burp, and poke your belly button at the same exact time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, kids believe stuff that's completely outrageous, that with any logical reasoning would immediately be proven false. Why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple. They have faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have faith in the people that tell them "Of COURSE there's such a thing as the tooth fairy." "Haven't you SEEN the color of the moon? Obviously it's made of cottage cheese, because only cottage cheese is that color." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ohhhhhhhh." Their eyes fill with wonder as the impossible suddenly becomes possible, simply because you&amp;nbsp;say so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's a thought.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we believed God when he told us that he would do stuff? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we ACTUALLY believed him with all our hearts, just like as a kid you put your tooth under your pillow, or put cookies out for Santa, or told all your friends that you knew someone who had accidentally exploded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="standardtop"&gt;We would change the world, that's what would happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing would be impossible:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"'You don't have enough faith,' Jesus told them. 'I tell you the truth, if you had faith even as small as a mustard seed, you could say to this mountain, "Move from here to there," and it would move. &lt;strong&gt;Nothing would be impossible&lt;/strong&gt;'" (Matthew 17:20, NLT). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Father would give us everything we ask for inside His will: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I tell you the truth, anyone who has faith in me will do what I have been doing. He will do even greater things than these, because I am going to the Father.&lt;/span&gt; And I will do whatever you ask in my name, so that the Son may bring glory to the Father.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You may ask me for anything in my name, and I will do&amp;nbsp;it&lt;/strong&gt;" (John 14:12-14, NLT)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="standardtop"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="standardtop"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will show you what life truly is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="standardtop"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="standardtop"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Trust in the &lt;span class="nivsmallcaps"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt; with all your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TXTTWO"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and lean not on your own understanding; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="VRSONE"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in all your ways acknowledge him,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TXTTWO"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;and he will make your paths straight&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Proverbs 3:5-6, NIV).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TXTTWO"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TXTTWO"&gt;He will never, ever leave you alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TXTTWO"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TXTTWO"&gt;&lt;em&gt;". . .and be sure of this: &lt;strong&gt;I am with you always&lt;/strong&gt;, even to the end of the age" (Matthew 28:20b, NLT).&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TXTTWO"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="TXTTWO"&gt;Let's start taking God at His word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-8810168363131205198?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8810168363131205198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/01/like-child.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/8810168363131205198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/8810168363131205198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/01/like-child.html' title='Like a Child'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-2912114754737057202</id><published>2011-01-05T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T09:09:08.041-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angelica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Looking Back</title><content type='html'>Hi girls,&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here in the 2011 year it really is hard to  believe that time has gone by oh so fast! It almost seems like yesterday  that school was just starting and I was taking baby steps closer and  closer to being in the 9th grade. Well now the first semester is over  and I am starting the second! Sometimes I can get really discouraged,  and I think we all have our moments. Have you ever stopped to look back  wondering why  you are doing what you are or how you even got to where you are today? I  sure have, and have been doing a lot of that this year in 2011.  Although it's only been a few days since the year started, looking back I  can see just how much God did in my life. One of the biggest things he  did in 2010 was have me find the Passion Mag. That was a blessing to me  in more then one area! :) He allowed my love of writing to grow as well.  I just wanted to encourage you. I know life as a teenage girl can be  hard, and frustrating at times. But taking the time to look back on some  of the things that God has done for you in the past year is a great way  to start the year off feeling refreshed and encouraged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girl Talk: What has God done in your life this past year?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Love,&lt;br /&gt;Angelica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-2912114754737057202?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2912114754737057202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/01/looking-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2912114754737057202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2912114754737057202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2011/01/looking-back.html' title='Looking Back'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-9157860570925537725</id><published>2010-12-27T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T15:41:00.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Best Thing To Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;From &lt;/i&gt;My Utmost for His Highest&lt;i&gt; by Oswald Chambers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Seek, and ye shall find." Luke 11:9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ye ask, and receive not, because ye ask amiss." If you ask for things from life instead of from God, you ask amiss, i.e., you ask from a desire for self-realization. The more you realize yourself the less will you seek God. "Seek, and ye shall find." Get to work, narrow your interests to this one. Have you ever sought God with your whole heart, or have you only given a languid cry to Him after a twinge of moral neuralgia? Seek, concentrate, and you will find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters." Are you thirsty, or smugly indifferent - so satisfied with your experience that you want nothing more of God? Experience is a gateway, not an end. Beware of building your faith on experience, the metallic note will come in at once, the censorious note. You can never give another person that which you have found, but you can make him homesick for what you have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Knock, and it shall be opened unto you." "Draw nigh to God." Knock - the door is closed, and you suffer from palpitation as you knock. "Cleanse your hands" - knock a bit louder, you begin to find you are dirty. "Purify your heart" - this is more personal still, you are desperately in earnest now - you will do anything. "Be afflicted" - have you ever been afflicted before God at the state of your inner life? There is no strand of self-pity left, but a heartbreaking affliction of amazement to find you are the kind of person that you are. "Humble yourself" - it is a humbling business to knock at God's door - you have to knock with the crucified thief. "To him that knocketh, it shall be opened."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-9157860570925537725?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/9157860570925537725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/12/next-best-thing-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/9157860570925537725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/9157860570925537725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/12/next-best-thing-to-do.html' title='The Next Best Thing To Do'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-3262838990073374340</id><published>2010-12-18T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T14:14:33.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Your Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If you return to the Almighty, you will be restored;&lt;br /&gt;If you remove unrighteousness far from your tent, &lt;br /&gt;And place your gold in the dust,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the gold of Ophir among the stones of the brooks, &lt;br /&gt;Then the Almighty will be your gold&lt;br /&gt;And choice silver to you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Job 22:23-25 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-3262838990073374340?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3262838990073374340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/12/gods-your-gold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3262838990073374340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3262838990073374340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/12/gods-your-gold.html' title='God&apos;s Your Gold'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-2470945188996943934</id><published>2010-12-03T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:58:58.551-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angelica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jealousy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Sisters of Encouragement</title><content type='html'>Have you ever seen one of those people who encourage everyone they meet? They usually are really outgoing, super sweet, and ready to do anything to help at a moment's notice. Their lives look all together. We look at them and wonder, Why can’t we be that way too? Why do they get to have everything all together and we have to be the ones suffering? It can be frustrating at times, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pushing all of our feelings of envy aside, we need to stop and realize that these people are not all together. Although they look like everything is going great, it is not always that way at all. As sisters of Christ, we should always be encouraging to one another, and to others. The next time you see someone who looks like they are having a bad day, stop and ask them what’s up. Be there for them, and encourage them. So remember, the next time you see someone who is hurting, afraid, or even really encouraging…stop and ask them what you can do for them, how you can pray for them, or if they just want to talk. This holiday season, remember to encourage your brothers and sisters in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Love,&lt;br /&gt;Angelica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-2470945188996943934?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2470945188996943934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/12/sisters-of-encouragement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2470945188996943934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2470945188996943934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/12/sisters-of-encouragement.html' title='Sisters of Encouragement'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-3301255544294971146</id><published>2010-11-23T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:58:05.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joelle'/><title type='text'>Closer--Shawn McDonald</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L4PiNTeEkwo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/L4PiNTeEkwo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" 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/7914105270932205104-3301255544294971146?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3301255544294971146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/closer-shawn-mcdonald_23.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3301255544294971146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3301255544294971146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/closer-shawn-mcdonald_23.html' title='Closer--Shawn McDonald'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-2222956585356233804</id><published>2010-11-12T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T14:12:48.458-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><title type='text'>Battling the Rip Tide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;“Are you ready to go?” you ask your  roommates. You hear them say “Go ahead, we’ll be right there.” You take a  step onto the hard, wooden floor outside of your hut-styled bungalow.  You hear a howler monkey in the tree just above you, their screech like  nails on a chalkboard. You start off on the path to the beach; you can  smell the fresh scent of the palm trees surrounding you. You wave to  your friend lounging in the kidney shaped pool; at seven a.m., you  wonder what she’s doing in the pool. As if reading your thoughts, your  roommate says, “She’s going to be safer in the pool than we are in the  ocean.” Another roommate pipes in, “At least she has a lifeguard!” You  realize your friend is right; no lifeguards would be at the beach this  early in the morning. You think about her statement for a minute, and  brush it off quickly, because the water was fine yesterday. “Yesterday  there was a life guard” your conscience keeps telling you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;         You  forget it when you friend starts to run toward the beach. You taste the  ocean breeze; you feel the cold sand between your toes. Realizing it is  a haven for sand fleas, you run faster, leaving only your footprints  behind. The water’s edge, like the edge of a canyon, is tempting you  closer. You take a small step into the raging beast, and you can already  tell this won’t be fun. The green, scratchy seaweed feels like  sandpaper against your legs, and the sea is colder than the night  before. Your friends are just ahead of you; and you feel the wet,  squishy sand, between your toes. You duck down so a wave will wash  through your hair; your friends are doing the same. You look to your  right, your friends are about five feet away, but you don’t think much  of it. You keep looking over at your friends, and fail to realize how  far away they’re getting. You look back to the shore, and notice that  all but one of your friends are already back on the shore, and you’re a  lot farther out than you planned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;      You  turn around to go back because it’s not safe anymore; the cooing  newborn has turned into a screaming toddler. You take a step, and go  under the formidable waves. Now you start to panic, nothings there! You  try and take a step again, and realize you are in a rip tide! “Don’t  panic, don’t panic.” You coax yourself; even though it would be easier  to find a penguin in Hawaii. You remember reading a book that said, “If  you are ever caught in a rip tide, swim parallel to the beach.” You  start to swim parallel to the beach and realize that it is to no avail.  Your friend yells out to you, “Come back over here!” Exasperated, you  look at her across the raging waves, and start screaming like a banshee.  Of course, she can’t hear you over the roar of the waves. You can feel  the salt stinging your eyes and nose. You cannot get back without  someone’s help. You are treading the freezing cold water, and wishing  you would’ve swam in the safe, lifeguarded pool. You keep drifting  farther and farther from the shore, which is now a palace, fit for the  finest of kings. You can see the gorgeous palm trees, the weather-worn  driftwood, and even the road back to your bungalow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;       Your  friend makes her way over to you; you feel her cold, wet hand, much  more like a prune after this long, torturous affair. Then, she starts to  panic. Now both of you are screaming louder than the howler monkey, but  your friends on the shore are too busy talking to hear you. Your arms  give out like a limp noodle, but you still keep trying to make your way  through the waves. The waves, as far as you’re concerned, are playing  catch with you as the ball. You get about a foot towards the shore, when  the rip tide pulls you back into the cruel waves, like a yo-yo on a  string.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wwwde9wBpkM/TNyYWudjdhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eYmNBySI1MY/s320/409664422_462d25ba63.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wwwde9wBpkM/TNyYWudjdhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eYmNBySI1MY/s200/409664422_462d25ba63.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;     You  start giving your farewell address to your friend, when you get an  idea. Albert Einstein would’ve been proud of you. You could use your  soaked t-shirt to propel you back to the shore. It works! Your t-shirt  then becomes the only thing between you and the ghastly waves. Your  t-shirt is using the once cruel waves to soar you back to the shore.  When  your friends finally take notice of you, they ask, “What took you so  long? You feel the sudden urge to throw them into the rip tide, and then  you would ask them “What took so long?” You start back the gravel path  back to your hut. You decide to go swimming in the pool, only waist  deep, just to be safe. The pool water is crisp and cool, yet warm. You  just sit there for a while, and then join in with your friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;            After  you get out of the pool, take a shower, and dry off, you decide to go  and swing on the hammock. You feel the soft fabric against your skin,  and hear the rain’s music against the roof. You hear your friends  talking in the background, and you can see them sitting in the bungalow.  Your friends just didn’t enjoy the rain as much as you; you loved the  fresh, clean smell rain made when it dove into earth’s crust; and the  feel of the raindrops on your skin. It sounded like a little girl  hitting a xylophone ever so softly. You think perhaps you will read a  book, but then decide to reflect on the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;      You  think back to the beach, and how close you came to death, you are so  relieved you decided it was time to go back when you did.  What  if you had kept going deeper and deeper? You realize you might be at  the bottom of the ocean if you hadn’t felt the urge to go back. You know, a person can start wading into sin, and then go a little deeper,  and deeper, until the sin swallows them. When they try to get back to  God, it gets harder and harder because their sin just pulls them away.  Usually, when someone realizes how deep they are in sin, it is too late  to turn back. And that’s why Jesus came down to earth, and put himself  into our sin, so that he could help us get out of it, even if it meant  sacrificing His safety. You remember that He is the only way back to the  Father, the only way out of our sin; without Him, we would still be  battling the rip tide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://girls-4-god.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;By Libby Hartwig. Used from the Girls for God blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &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/7914105270932205104-2222956585356233804?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2222956585356233804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/battling-rip-tide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2222956585356233804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2222956585356233804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/battling-rip-tide.html' title='Battling the Rip Tide'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wwwde9wBpkM/TNyYWudjdhI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eYmNBySI1MY/s72-c/409664422_462d25ba63.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-6178000212800552878</id><published>2010-11-02T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:34:03.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Just One of Those Days</title><content type='html'>Has anyone ever had one of those days when you're like, "I couldn't possibly come before God today. I've done way too much bad stuff, compromised so much, I never have time for Him, and there's just so much wrong in my life." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you something. So you feel like you can't come before God because it's your worst day ever? YOU CAN'T COME BEFORE GOD ON YOUR BEST DAY EITHER. If you have ever sinned in your entire lifetime, you aren't ever going to be good enough to come before God &lt;u&gt;at all. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't this supposed to be an &lt;i&gt;encouraging&lt;/i&gt; blog?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Bear with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 id="passage_heading"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Romans 5:6-8&amp;nbsp;(New Living Translation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-28014"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; When we were utterly helpless, Christ came at just the right time and died for us sinners. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-28015"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; Now, most people would not be willing to die for an upright person, though someone might perhaps be willing to die for a person who is especially good. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NLT-28016"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; But God showed his great love for us by sending Christ to die for us while we were still sinners.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you catch that? While we were still sinners, Christ died for us. You see, God didn't choose you to be His daughter because you were good. He chose you because He loves you &lt;i&gt;even though you're not good. &lt;/i&gt;This is one of the most amazing, awe-inspiring things about the character of God: He's able to love you more than you could fathom&lt;i&gt; on that "worst day ever."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what you have done. It doesn't matter how bad you are. All God wants from you is for you to “Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind" (Matthew 22:37, NLT). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All God wants from you is to love Him more than anything. Everything else (trying to stop sinning, loving others, living correctly, etc) will follow after that and spill out of your love for God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you feel like "How could I ever come before God NOW?" give the devil a black eye by coming and being with your Savior anyway. Definitely tell God that you're sorry, but letting shame or guilt come between you and God only magnifies what Satan has done. Instead, magnify what God has done by letting His freedom set you free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Joelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-6178000212800552878?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6178000212800552878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-one-of-those-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6178000212800552878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6178000212800552878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-one-of-those-days.html' title='Just One of Those Days'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-1867937395667837383</id><published>2010-10-30T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:33:47.296-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><title type='text'>More on Quiet Time. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay girls, so I am going to make this enormous confession! I haven't had a quiet time in a &lt;i&gt;long&lt;/i&gt; time. And I thought it would be a good idea to share with you guys the story of how this came to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially, a few months ago I think it was, I realized that the Bible said nothing about having a "daily quiet time." I wondered why it was so demanded in the church of God hasn't ever actually made a decree about it?? It troubled me that I had written articles that insisted you girls &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to have a quiet time every day. And I apologize for that advance only in this -- it is not something that the Bible says we must do. It is not a commandment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I suddenly decided that I wasn't going to be "tight" about it. I would go to God when I wanted to! When I felt the Spirit calling, or I just felt like spending some time with the Lord, I'd go do it. I'd figure it would happen from a few times a day to every other day at the least! So this is what I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let me tell you. My set-apart times of prayer decreased. They went from every day to every other day. Then a couple times a week. Then &lt;i&gt;a few times a month.&lt;/i&gt; Then they became, simply, a rare treat. And the sad thing is, this was a part of something that pulled me away from God. I have still lived for Him in that I generally follow that He has laid out for us, but, have I been living a sold-out life? Have I been focusing on hourly dedication to Him? No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has become farther removed from my mind, and recently I actually started to develop a secular mindset!!! &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ahhh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I know, right?? Not an atheistic, particularly worldly mindset, but a more self-absorbed one. Lately I've been thinking in terms of what talents and abilities I want to cultivate, my dreams, what I want to do with my life, what difference I want to make, finding out what kind of a person I am in terms of personality and likes and dislikes, what goals I'd like to set...have you noticed something?? There's a lot of "I's" in this sequence!! What happened to "I WANT GOD!" and that's all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that part of this has rooted from my lack of &lt;i&gt;self-discipline&lt;/i&gt; to set aside time for God each day. Is it a Bible decree? No. Is not spending specific, set-apart time with God in prayer and reading Scriptures daily a sin? NO! But to put it plainly, it's just a smart idea, and using plain logic, it's something that all Christians should do. It just makes sense! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking today about desire to spend time with God. What if we don't want to spend time with God, but then do, as a chore? Is that wrong? I could be wrong, but what I think the answer is, is something like this: If you don't want to spend time with God, then you haven't been spending enough valuable (quality, not quantity) time with Him in the first place to recognize the rewards of it! I stumbled across this quote the other day and it hit me pretty hard:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The moment you don't feel like praying, get on your knees. And the moment you don't feel like reading your Bible, you'd better get that Book open." -Lori Wick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need to get back to daily time with God. Even if it's just 10 minutes. It doesn't matter how much time--it just has to be a reasonable (ie, more than 30 seconds ;)) amount that is &lt;i&gt;valuable&lt;/i&gt;, spent worshiping in the Presence and learning from Him!!! It will affect our day-to-day life, and therefore, our life as a whole! So I'm going to go back to the self-discipline of reading the Bible and praying to Jesus every day. Even if I don't feel like it. Because eventually, it will become a joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, there you have it. My confession. This isn't some fancy article, obviously, where I focused on my writing skills -- it's just me chatting informally with you and sharing what's been going on in my life. So, what are your thoughts on this subject? Am I wrong? Should we only go to God when our hearts feel like it? And where are you? Let's pray for each other. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ariel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-1867937395667837383?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1867937395667837383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-on-quiet-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/1867937395667837383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/1867937395667837383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-on-quiet-time.html' title='More on Quiet Time. . .'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-5383386707012526362</id><published>2010-10-03T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:33:16.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl talk'/><title type='text'>Quiet Time. Vs. Love Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Most Christians have been taught in church or by their parents to set aside a daily time for prayer and Scripture reading. It's what we are supposed to do, and so for a long time it's what I valiantly attempted. When I didn't, I felt guilty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Over time I realized that when we love God, we naturally run to Him--frequently and zealously. Jesus didn't command that we have a regular time with Him each day. Rather, He tells us to "love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind." He called this the "first and greatest commandment" (Matt. 23:37-38). The results are intimate prayer and study of His Word. Our motivation changes from guilt to love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is how God longs for us to respond to His extravagant, unending love; not with a cursory "quiet time" plagued by guilt, but with true love expressed through our lives. Like my little girl running out to the driveway to hug me each night because she loves me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Francis Chan, &lt;i&gt;Crazy Love,&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;pgs. 55-56&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girl talk: Do you agree? Should we set aside time for God each day, or should we naturally go to Him out of our love for Him?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-5383386707012526362?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5383386707012526362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/10/quiet-time-vs-love-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/5383386707012526362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/5383386707012526362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/10/quiet-time-vs-love-time.html' title='Quiet Time. Vs. Love Time'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-7005709555550981493</id><published>2010-09-29T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:33:03.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Asking God for Cake?</title><content type='html'>"[Jesus said,] 'Ask, and it shall be given to you; seek, and you shall find; knock, and it shall be opened to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everyone who asks receives, and he who seeks finds, and to him who knocks it shall be opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or what man is there among you, when his son shall ask him for a loaf, will give him a stone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is he shall ask for a fish, he will not give him a snake, will he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you then, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more shall your Father who is in heaven give &lt;i&gt;what is good&lt;/i&gt; to those who ask Him!'" (Matthew 7:7-11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Christians interpret that &lt;i&gt;whatever&lt;/i&gt; you ask God for, He will give you, from peace to boyfriends, from a college acceptance to a good hair day. I read this passage and only just realized that little phrase in there that I emphasized in the quote: &lt;i&gt;what is good&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we ask our parents for fish and bread--food--we are asking them for something that we need. Now, how about if we asked them point-blank for cake? Or the extension of a curfew? A car? If they're wise, they're going to give us what they believe &lt;i&gt;is good for us.&lt;/i&gt; Isn't it the same way with God? He'll absolutely provide us with EVERY necessity we need and everything He promised us in His word--peace, for instance--and He will also give us what He knows is going to be good for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girl talk: What's some evidence of this you've seen in your life?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-7005709555550981493?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7005709555550981493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/09/asking-god-for-cake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/7005709555550981493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/7005709555550981493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/09/asking-god-for-cake.html' title='Asking God for Cake?'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-6897700983638661427</id><published>2010-09-26T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:32:45.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl talk'/><title type='text'>Girl Talk: Truly Set-Apart</title><content type='html'>Hey girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Ariel. I've been reading &lt;i&gt;Set-Apart Femininity&lt;/i&gt; by Leslie Ludy and God has been convicting me in very deep places in my heart. I'm not afraid to confess it--I am not fully dedicated to Him. Recently, I've been letting entertainment, friends, looking beautiful, and hobbies give me refreshment or value, and I've been spending a lot more time on Facebook, watching TV, listening to music, and other worthless, worldly things than making a valuable heart-to-heart connection with God and growing in Him. I'm guilty of being a hypocrite, but I've made the decision to start throwing away these worldly distractions so I can focus on seeking Jesus with all my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not the only one who has had these thoughts flitting through my mind; I've been thinking about how big and amazing God is, and how temporary and useless all these things that our culture distracts itself with today is. Is anyone else getting the feeling that maybe Christians should be different because we're not caught up in what the world is--looking attractive for the opposite sex, hanging out with our most popular friends, drinking in pop culture's poisonous messages, spending significant daily time watching TV or going on the internet, having all the hottest or musically superior artists on your iPod--but we're caught up in the King of the Ages, and Him alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd recommend &lt;i&gt;Set-Apart Femininity &lt;/i&gt;to all of you girls--what I've been learning through this book isn't enough to fit into one post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, I know I'm not alone in my thinking--what are you girls doing to un-conform yourself from the patterns of this world and sticking to Jesus' pattern for &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;true, lasting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; joy, peace, and love instead?? Share in the comments below!!! Let's start a meaningful discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;Ariel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-6897700983638661427?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6897700983638661427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/09/girl-talk-truly-set-apart.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6897700983638661427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6897700983638661427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/09/girl-talk-truly-set-apart.html' title='Girl Talk: Truly Set-Apart'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-8145228911909740411</id><published>2010-09-23T09:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:32:25.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Three Questions from Leslie Ludy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="192" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b0jbBlcWzyk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/b0jbBlcWzyk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="192"&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/7914105270932205104-8145228911909740411?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8145228911909740411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/09/three-questions-from-leslie-ludy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/8145228911909740411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/8145228911909740411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/09/three-questions-from-leslie-ludy.html' title='Three Questions from Leslie Ludy'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-9005276900256048573</id><published>2010-09-07T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:32:07.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Springs of Benignity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;""The water that I shall give him shall be in him a well of water." John 4:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture of Our Lord gives is not that of a channel but a fountain. "Be being filled," and the sweetness of vital relationship to Jesus will flow out of the saint as lavishly as it is imparted to him. If you find your life is not flowing out as it should, you are to blame; something has obstructed the flow. Keep right at the Source, and--you will be blessed personally? No, out of you will flow rivers of living water, irrepressible life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are to be centres through which Jesus can flow as rivers of living water in blessing to everyone. Some of us are like the Dead Sea, always taking in but never giving out, because we are not rightly related to the Lord Jesus. As surely as we receive from Him, He will pour out through us, and in the measure He is not pouring out, there is a defect in our relationship to him. Is there anything between you and Jesus Christ? Is there anything that hinders your belief in Him? If not, Jesus says, out of you will flow rivers of living water. It is not a blessing passed on, not an experience stated, but a river continually flowing. Keep at the Source, guard well your belief in Jesus Christ and you relationship to Him, and there will be a steady flow for other lives, no dryness and no deadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it not too extravagant to say that out of an individual believer rivers are going to flow. "I do not see the rivers," you say. Never look at yourself from the standpoint of--Who am I? In the history of God's work you will nearly always find that it has started from the obscure, the unknown, the ignored, but the steadfastly true to Jesus Christ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;From &lt;i&gt;My Utmost For His Highest&lt;/i&gt; by Oswald Chambers, pg. 251&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-9005276900256048573?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/9005276900256048573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/09/springs-of-benignity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/9005276900256048573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/9005276900256048573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/09/springs-of-benignity.html' title='Springs of Benignity'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-3080100732745799266</id><published>2010-08-27T18:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:31:49.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Consume Me, God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The following entry was taken with permission from&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://screamthetruth.com/home.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Scream the Truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;e-zine. It was written by the editor, Julie Martin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I used to say I'd never date... until I actually fell for a guy. When that guy fell for me and asked me to be his girlfriend I went absolutely insane... and of course, I said yes. For the first few weeks he was all I ever talked about... I was pretty much obsessed with him. Eventually liking him grew into loving him, and eventually loving him grew into heartbreak. One day he called me and ripped my heart out. It took me a while to heal from that, after-all, I'd never had my heart broken like that before. I mean, he said he loved me... right? He said I was the most amazing girl he'd ever met before... right? Then he CALLED to break up with me and didn't even give me a real reason WHY?! At the time I didn't understand. I didn't understand for a long time, but recently God has been giving me hints as to WHY such a thing happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I used to pray for my relationship with this guy. I constantly prayed that if I wasn't following God as deeply as I should that he would put a halt to the relationship. What I didn't realize back then was that I'd become too wrapped around what was going on around me that I was forgetting to pray everyday; in a way, I was ignoring God. I think God was ultimately the one behind halting that relationship, and to be honest, I'm really glad what happened, happened! It was something that really NEEDED to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This whole experience has given me a much deeper understanding of why we need to be totally and completely lost in God before we decide to date. Guys, I mean this, we need to totally and COMPLETELY caught up in God before we even consider dating. I'm not going to lie, I do still like guys, but even if someone were to ask me out today I'd say no... because I'm not to that point with God. I'm not totally caught up in Him. Yeah, I have a strong relationship with him, but there are definitely some areas that I need MAJOR improvement in. If I still get distracted by the things going on in the world around me then how could having a boyfriend actually benefit me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm most definitely not trying to call anyone out. I promise. I just believe we need to stop, take a deep breath, and take time to whole-heartedly pray about possible relationships. We need to ask God, "will this really benefit me? Will this distract me? Do I need to just focus on You for now?" I'll be honest, I never had that talk with God. I mean, I prayed about it, but I never put my heart into it; my heart was already caught up in the guy, which should have been a major red flag to begin with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So now, I'm going to put it plainly -- I'm not dating again until college. Yeah, I have guy friends, but that's as far as anything is going to get for now. It's a tough decision for me to make, but in the end I know I'll be happy I did it. It gets tough at times seeing the majority of my friends happy and dating. I mean, I can't help but wonder to myself "Why doesn't anyone like ME? Why can't I have that?", But God grabs me and says "Julie, you don't need that... not yet. Not until you're fully mine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now I challenge you to take a week or two of deep prayer over this subject. Put your heart in it and learn what God has in store for YOU relationship wise. After all, everyone is different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then He said to them all, "If anyone desires to come after Me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross daily, and follow Me. For whoever desires to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake will save it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Luke 9:23-24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-3080100732745799266?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3080100732745799266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/08/consume-me-god.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3080100732745799266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3080100732745799266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/08/consume-me-god.html' title='Consume Me, God'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-3144524739412310709</id><published>2010-08-02T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T11:45:49.333-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witnessing'/><title type='text'>To Shine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Dear Jesus, help me to spread Thy fragrance everywhere I go. Flood my soul with Thy spirit and love. Penetrate and possess my whole being so utterly that all my life may only be a radiance of Thine. Shine through me and be so in me that every soul I come in contact with may feel Thy presence in my soul. Let them look up and see no longer me but only Jesus. Stay with me and then I shall begin to shine as you shine, so to shine as to be a light to others."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mother Teresa's daily prayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-3144524739412310709?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3144524739412310709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-shine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3144524739412310709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3144524739412310709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-shine.html' title='To Shine'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-541096866266702942</id><published>2010-07-17T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:36:57.782-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fasting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><title type='text'>Move Aside</title><content type='html'>As Christ followers, we're always pursuing more of God. How can we give Him more of our heart? What's standing in our way of a deeper relationship with Him? We should always ask ourselves these questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, have you asked yourself it lately? I heard someone say to let God in more, you have to move something out of the way. What's something you could cut back on or quit for the sake of God? Maybe you need to cancel your account on one of the sites you frequent. Or cut back on the large amounts of time time you spend on your cell phone or iPod. We love God, and we love to give things up for Him! Even if it's a fast for a week to grow closer to Him, sit down to pray about what you should put aside so the Lord can have more of your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-541096866266702942?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/541096866266702942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/07/move-aside.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/541096866266702942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/541096866266702942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/07/move-aside.html' title='Move Aside'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-977709192152977673</id><published>2010-07-10T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:27:34.087-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><title type='text'>Is 31,000 Verses Too Much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I heard this on a commercial on the radio today: "The Bible is thousands of pages long, has 66 whole books, and over 31,000 verses! No wonder it's so hard to find the motivation to read it!" They went on to advertise some kind of program that split the Bible into daily readings, I think it was. I was too stuck on being mad at the "hook" message to actually hear what product they were raving about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"The Bible isn't just a long, boring book!!! It's God's LOVE LETTER to us! It should be EASY for us to read! We should be wanting to read God's Message all of our lives, just taking bathroom and sleep breaks, it's so amazing. We should be wishing His Book was longer, not shorter, so we could have even more of God's voice and heart so accessible. It's the Creator of the universe's LOVE LETTER, you terrible man; how dare you say it's hard to read it because it's so &lt;i&gt;long&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then, as I was ranting at my radio (well, the guy), I remembered that I was 3 days behind on reading this amazing Book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I paused. Oops? Hypocrisy, much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seriously, though, am I right? Are we totally crazy to say we don't have "enough time" to read God's book for us? (&lt;i&gt;"Ugh, Facebook just takes up my schedule, man."&lt;/i&gt;) I mean, I say that we just out with it: we don't read the Bible as much as we could because we are &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;lazy and sinful&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. We don't have enough of the love of God in our hearts. Once we realize that, we become vulnerable. But God can heal us and place the love of His Spirit, searching out His will, and reading His Word into our hearts. We just need to ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-977709192152977673?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/977709192152977673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/07/is-31000-verses-too-much.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/977709192152977673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/977709192152977673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/07/is-31000-verses-too-much.html' title='Is 31,000 Verses Too Much?'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-1956224132042274115</id><published>2010-07-05T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:31:07.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>What God Thinks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOD ADORES YOU!&lt;/b&gt; You might not think you are anything special but you are more special than you can even imagine to God. God sent his Son, Jesus to die for each and every one of us (Romans 5:8). He died and rose again so that we could be freed and forgiven (1 Peter 3:18) from the mistakes we make. It is so hard at times as a teen and even for some adults to acknowledge that God's love is so much greater than any love any human (including a guy you might be dating!) can give us. Sometimes we get so tied down by what people think and we let it eat away at our hearts. But what God thinks is what matters and He thinks &lt;b&gt;YOU ARE SPECIAL!&lt;/b&gt; He loves you with an everlasting love and it's through the understanding and acceptance of His love for us that we find freedom. Let me let you in on a secret....even when you feel you can't go to anyone on this earth, Jesus wants to be your best friend, and he qualifies for the greatest bestfriend you could EVER have. He wants to sit with you when you are hurting (Psalm 34:18). He wants you to tell him everything you are feeling (Psalm 10:17-18). He knows it all already, so you might as well tell him about it, right??? He will not turn away from you and leave you abandoned. He wants a personal relationship with you because you are His most prized possession (1 John 4:9-10)! What you have done in your past, He will forgive if you ask...what He longs for is for you to come to Him with an honest heart (Hebrews 4:16) and make it right, ask for forgiveness if you've done something wrong, ask Him to take away the shame, guilt, or self-hatred you may feel. He wants you to be free from the hurts in your life. He wants to walk beside you all the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HE LOVES YOU THAT MUCH!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.restoredbyloveministries.org/index.html"&gt;From Restored by Love Ministries, our affiliate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-1956224132042274115?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1956224132042274115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-god-thinks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/1956224132042274115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/1956224132042274115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-god-thinks.html' title='What God Thinks'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-2367079186303296075</id><published>2010-06-22T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:26:59.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><title type='text'>New Clothes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I found an awesome picture of God's redemption for us through the cross in Zechariah today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Now Joshua [a high priest] was clothed with filthy garments and standing before the angel. And he [the angel] spoke and said to those who were standing before him saying, 'Remove the filthy garments from him.' Again he said to him, 'see, I have taken your iniquity away from you and will clothe you with festal robes."&lt;/i&gt;(Zechariah 2:3-4)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jesus completely did this for us when we first came to Him. He removed our dirty, ugly sin--our raggedy, old clothes. We became naked. Although we were clean and free from sin, we were still plain...weak...&lt;i&gt;incapable&lt;/i&gt;. That's when He went the extra mile. He has and/or is giving us gradually glorious robes to adorn ourselves with. They're not naturally a part of us. They are a part of Him: to be courageous...loving...&lt;i&gt;capable&lt;/i&gt;. Capable of righteousness, His righteousness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In our hearts, the more we shed of our uselessness, the more room He has to adorn us in His glorious righteousness. Even in this colorful robe He has clothed us in lovingly, we are still nothing. We simply &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;something...His something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God will continue to transform us and clothe us in new clothes constantly.&amp;nbsp;It's an ongoing process that we'll continue through our entire lives, when we surrender to Him. What stage are you at? Are you gloriously dressed? Just have small garments? Are you freshly undressed from your old clothing, ready for some of God's power? Or are you standing before a holy God, ashamed of dirty rags? He loves you and wants to remove them and replace them with new clothes of righteousness and holiness. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;"'Not by might, nor by power, but by My Spirit,' says the Lord of hosts."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-2367079186303296075?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2367079186303296075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-clothes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2367079186303296075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2367079186303296075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-clothes.html' title='New Clothes'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-6379796541911071506</id><published>2010-06-19T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:30:47.221-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His presence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><title type='text'>Even There</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there Your hand will guide me; Your right hand will hold me fast."&lt;/i&gt; -Psalm 139:9-10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It doesn't matter where in the world you are -- location-wise or heart-wise -- God is always with you and offering His guidance and protection. So when you're feeling discouraged, think about that. Fill in the blanks with your own situation:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"If I ___________________________, even there Your hand will guide me; Your right hand will hold me fast."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's your fill-in-the-blank? "sit, lost, a graduated high school student not knowing where to go next"? "roam the lost lands of India as a missionary"? "am heartbroken and hiding in my closet so no one hears my crying"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-6379796541911071506?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6379796541911071506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/even-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6379796541911071506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6379796541911071506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/even-there.html' title='Even There'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-4109897031476974299</id><published>2010-05-31T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:28:37.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl talk'/><title type='text'>Holy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girl Talk: When is the last time you sat down for a few minutes to just contemplate how holy and glorious God is, and how He &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-4109897031476974299?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4109897031476974299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/holy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/4109897031476974299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/4109897031476974299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/holy.html' title='Holy'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-2038937547110688389</id><published>2010-05-20T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:35:50.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><title type='text'>Hour by Hour</title><content type='html'>We talk a lot about glorifying the Lord with our lives, but how about our years...months...weeks...days...HOURS? Can we seriously look back at our day at the end of each one and say with confidence, 'God was glorified?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talk a whole lot. Dedicating our lives to God is not praying "God, You can have my life". Dedicating our lives is not staying away from cuss words and general bad deeds. Dedicating our lives to God is not even just setting aside 10 minutes to prayer and reading the Word a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicating our lives to God is dedicating every hour of our life to service to Him. Seems radical, huh? Seems impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, &lt;b&gt;do it all for the glory of God.&lt;/b&gt;" (1 Corinthians 10:31)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to be honest. I could totally be wrong, so debate with me if you want. But really - is playing video games being dedicated to God? Is surfing the net aimlessly or spending an hour on Facebook taking ridiculous quizzes or playing silly games a life dedicated to God? Is spending money you don't have on designer clothes you don't need dedication to God? &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you think?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;But the purpose of this post isn't to condemn you. It's to wake you up, to wake me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our minutes, hours, days, and weeks ARE OUR LIVES. If we are dedicating our lives to God, we're dedicating every second to Him. Are you dedicating every second to Him? I'm not. So today, when you're finished studying school and the priorities you have before you, think over what you're going to do with the time God's given you. Use it wisely. Will you spend it growing closer to Him in prayer? Reaching out to strangers? Helping someone who needs it? Asking your friends &lt;i&gt;how&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;you can help them...pray for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is your life dedicated to God?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-2038937547110688389?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2038937547110688389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/hour-by-hour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2038937547110688389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2038937547110688389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/hour-by-hour.html' title='Hour by Hour'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-2176019237466057155</id><published>2010-05-17T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:30:01.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><title type='text'>A Productive Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Summer's coming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Isn't it exciting?? I really can't wait for school to be done with. What is your summer going to be like? Some of us are going to have jobs and tons of activities to bog us down and keep us busy the entire summer. But a lot of us also will just have time, time, time on our hands with school out of the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Commit to using all your new free time this summer to spend growing deeper in God! The best hope we have for our lives is to be close to Him, so utilize all this extra time in the summer to prayer and growing in the Word. Also, look for places to volunteer and serve Him. His heart is for the orphaned, poor, and widowed, so don't turn a blind eye to them. Volunteer at a soup kitchen, entertain the folks at a nursery home, or just grab a few friends, make some sandwiches, and go downtown in your city to serve the homeless for Christ! Ask God how you can serve Him this summer and allow Him to guide you to the answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girl Talk: How are you going to serve God this summer? What ideas do you have for your sisters in Christ who want to serve Him by helping those in need, but don't know how?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-2176019237466057155?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2176019237466057155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/productive-summer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2176019237466057155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/2176019237466057155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/productive-summer.html' title='A Productive Summer'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-558813629611930583</id><published>2010-04-21T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:29:48.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spice It Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"You will fill me with joy in your presence." -Psalm 16:11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How much quality goes into the time you spend with God? For many, the special time with God means little more than a daily routine that includes reading a few scriptures and saying a quick prayer. Then, they're off and running!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is so easy to fall into such routine when spending time with God that you lose the excitement. Scriptures that used to speak life to you now have little meaning. The prayers that once brought answers now seem to get no further than the ceiling. Often, your mind tends to wander when you read the Bible, or you drift off to sleep. Consequently, you find yourself facing challenges without sensing the close presence of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God wants you to enjoy your relationship with Him. Remove the limits when it comes to how you spend time with Him. Spice things up a little. Try writing God a letter, just like you would if you wanted to contact a friend in another state. Let Him know how much you love and appreciate Him for all He has done for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sing worship songs to Him. Pretty soon, you will sense His presence and know that He is receiving your praise. Maybe you can take a walk in a park, or hike a nature trail. Visit a museum or stop off at the zoo. You'll find God, and the beauty of His creation, in all those places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are lots of ways and places to spend time with God. And He will be just as ready to talk to you then as He was when you were locked in the privacy of your bedroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This devotional was taken from &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Daily Grace for Teens,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a great book filled with d&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;evotional reflections to nourish your soul, from HonorBooks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-558813629611930583?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/558813629611930583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/04/spice-it-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/558813629611930583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/558813629611930583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/04/spice-it-up.html' title='Spice It Up'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-6782023340936286075</id><published>2010-04-17T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:25:09.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><title type='text'>Unknown Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I personally am in a pretty rough spot in my life in that I don't have an inkling what to do after I graduate from high school. It's scary not knowing more than one step ahead about what you should do. It can be intimidating not knowing what God's plan for you, but the best approach for the situation is just to trust Him with all your heart, and keep loving Him and praying that He will guide you and illuminate what He has for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding." -Proverbs 3:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"'For I know the plans I have for you,' declares the LORD. 'Plans to prosper you and not harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.'" -Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"If the Lord delights in a man's way, He makes his steps firm." -Psalm 37:23&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in Me [Jesus]." -John 14:1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The truth is, God knows what He's doing in your life, and it's okay if you don't know what the next step is yet. Take time to pray. Give your future to Him, and wait. He won't stay silent forever. He'll open the doors that need opening. Keep your spiritual ears tuned for the nudge of the Holy Spirit through these doors by praying daily, spending time in the Word of the Lord, and obeying the commandments He's laid out for us to follow each day, out of love, and you can't go wrong. God's got great stuff in store for you. Just trust Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-6782023340936286075?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6782023340936286075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/04/trusting-god.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6782023340936286075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6782023340936286075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/04/trusting-god.html' title='Unknown Future'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-3365447190484145777</id><published>2010-04-12T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:24:44.872-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><title type='text'>Unearned Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Therefore, since we have been justified &lt;i&gt;through faith&lt;/i&gt;, we have peace with God &lt;i&gt;through our Lord Jesus Christ&lt;/i&gt;, through whom we have gained access into this &lt;i&gt;grace&lt;/i&gt; in which we now stand. And we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God." -Romans 5:1-2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that God has us &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to receive His grace is to have confidence in the Truth of the gospel. That's grace. There is nothing that anyone in the world -- murderer or enormous missionary -- can do to earn the love of God. The cross and the empty tombstone proved that the Creator loves all of us equally, despite what we have done, thought, said, or been. Or the things you are doing, thinking, saying, or who you are. (And let's face it, every single one of us is wretched.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our world, we have to earn stuff most of the time. But God's love was not earned by anything we did. Even if we rejected Him and our sins sent us to Sheol after we died, He still loved us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is if you really, truly grasp this...or if you're still caught in the legalism that Jesus came to overcome. Do you have some idea that Jesus doesn't love you as much as your fearless evangelistic friend or that guy you know who is starting a charity for God's cause? (Or anyone else.) Don't do anything to try and &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;earn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; God's love. Our deeds that are done out of religious obligation, pride, or a vain way to get His attention are filthy rags to Him. But deeds done out of a pure heart that is grateful for how God loves you and how His Son took our penalties? To Him, those are precious jewels that He uses to draw other men to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just accept it:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;GOD LOVES YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, what are you going to do about it??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful for that never-ending, unearned love, and love Him back, because the Master of the universe who loves every single one of His messed up creations completely deserves it. And tell others about this incredible affection and adoration He has for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-3365447190484145777?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3365447190484145777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/04/unearned-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3365447190484145777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3365447190484145777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/04/unearned-love.html' title='Unearned Love'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-4920954536108434405</id><published>2010-03-18T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:35:37.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><title type='text'>Sole Rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"My soul finds rest in God alone; my salvation comes from Him. He alone is my Rock and my Salvation; He is my fortress, I will never be shaken." (Psalm 62:1-2)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a tall order to find rest and strength alone in the Creator of the universe, the King of life, the Redeemer of our souls who has an endless love for His creation? It shouldn't be. But it is. We rest in the fact that we are well off, or we have a lot of friends, or our social status in school or church, or even silly things, like how we are having a good hair day. But God wants to be our SOLE source of rest, peace, and protection. He wants us to reach the point where He is our &lt;i&gt;everything.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;We'll never be perfect because of our sin nature, but with His help, we can get really close to it. And when we are snatched away into heaven, His glory will be the only thing there and truly our Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girl Talk: What do you find rest in? What makes it tough to lean on God instead of this?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-4920954536108434405?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4920954536108434405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/03/sole-rest.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/4920954536108434405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/4920954536108434405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/03/sole-rest.html' title='Sole Rest'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-1274229253734027721</id><published>2010-03-06T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:24:17.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><title type='text'>Undignified</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;A poem by Ariel Oliver&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitter cold bites my cheeks,&lt;br /&gt;Sand is stinging my shins,&lt;br /&gt;Harsh winds assault my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before me lies beauty -&lt;br /&gt;Aqua waves tumble forward,&lt;br /&gt;Darkening the beige sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach beckons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kick off my shoes,&lt;br /&gt;My soles are greeted by coolness:&lt;br /&gt;I quickly tread the grainy ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I breathe in the crisp air.&lt;br /&gt;My caked feet meet the line&lt;br /&gt;Between dry and damp sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pause before the choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One inch up invites&lt;br /&gt;The tease of surf.&lt;br /&gt;Warmth surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiptoeing breaks into a trot;&lt;br /&gt;My feet slice through the water;&lt;br /&gt;Sand swirls around my ankles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhilaration thrills my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sea swallows my knees, and I slow down.&lt;br /&gt;I see water ahead curling forward;&lt;br /&gt;Trepidation births inside me and stirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wave, crested in white foam&lt;br /&gt;Stretches forward and nudges me back,&lt;br /&gt;Sweeping past my waist and hips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy inside spills forth to express itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twirling&lt;br /&gt;Kicking&lt;br /&gt;Laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dignity has become foolish.&lt;br /&gt;Being a fool is dignity.&lt;br /&gt;All self image has leaked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spin once more, and then stop to face it.&lt;br /&gt;My breaths are silenced by the surf's whisper.&lt;br /&gt;I watch the waves gently reach up and roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mystery, glory, and power of the ocean stuns me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has a hidden spiritual parallel. Are you living recklessly and without concern for dignity for Christ? I know that I am not nearly enough. Ask Him where in your life you need to throw away your self image, and pray for help. He will help us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-1274229253734027721?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1274229253734027721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/03/undignified.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/1274229253734027721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/1274229253734027721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/03/undignified.html' title='Undignified'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-9003488013636680451</id><published>2010-02-18T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:24:03.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><title type='text'>Going with Christ</title><content type='html'>For most of us who grew up in church before, we have heard this verse uttered a hundred times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"And again therefore Jesus spoke to them, saying: 'I am the light of the world; he who follows Me shall not walk in the darkness, but shall have the light of life.'" (John 8:12)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found something really intriguing when I was studying this passage today. The Greek word behind "follow" in this context is "&lt;b&gt;akoloutheo&lt;/b&gt;" (pronounced &lt;i&gt;ak-ol-oo-theh'-o&lt;/i&gt;). It is the combination of 2 Greek words, one that means "together" and one that means "a road". Essentially, akoloutheo means to &lt;i&gt;be in the same way with, to accompany, to attend, to go with. &lt;/i&gt;In this light (no pun intended), the verse makes a lot more sense. If you're with light, then...you're with light! Not darkness. (By the way, the Greek verb where Jesus says "shall not walk in darkness" is double negative, which means He was more like saying, "shall definitely never, ever walk in darkness". Yep, I'm a Greek geek!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In our everyday life, it's easy for us to envision Jesus going with and accompanying &lt;i&gt;us&lt;/i&gt;. But what about our accompanying &lt;i&gt;Him&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;on &lt;i&gt;His&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;way? His way is clearly laid out in His Word. Are you following it day by day? And just as importantly, are you accompanying Him closely? Communicating with Him throughout the day? Are you aware of His presence with you, and do you regularly ask, "Lord, where are you staying?" Although He certainly calls us to follow and obey Him, this is also synonymous with us being &lt;i&gt;WITH&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Him. Consulting Him. Talking to Him. Are you lagging behind Him following Him silently, or do you walk beside Him, submissive to His way and in lively fellowship with your best Friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-9003488013636680451?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/9003488013636680451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/02/going-with-christ.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/9003488013636680451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/9003488013636680451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/02/going-with-christ.html' title='Going with Christ'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-6374227052758245041</id><published>2010-02-09T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:23:43.123-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><title type='text'>God's Voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One thing I have always struggled with is hearing and recognizing the voice of God. I'm still waiting to experience that "booming voice" from the back of your head instructing you to do something very specific. But I've come to realize that God &lt;i&gt;does&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;speak into my life, more than I realize. And He speaks into yours, and to you directly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know that gut feeling of &lt;i&gt;The Bible says this is wrong. I need to stop&lt;/i&gt;? That's His prompting. Are you obeying? Or the sudden urge to go spend time with God in the middle of your day. That's the Holy Spirit beckoning you to spend some intimate time with the Lord. Or the very strong feeling to befriend a specific person at your school or write your troubled aunt a letter? That &lt;i&gt;could&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;be the voice of Jesus guiding you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Are you obeying His voice? Are you taking the time to &lt;i&gt;listen&lt;/i&gt; for His voice, or is your quiet time all about you talking? God has things to say. Keep your ear open. He may whisper to you as you spend time with Him, or He may suddenly speak as you go throughout your normal day doing normal things, like He did with David, Gideon, and many other people! Obey God's voice and see what amazing things will unfold because of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-6374227052758245041?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6374227052758245041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/02/gods-voice.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6374227052758245041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/6374227052758245041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/02/gods-voice.html' title='God&apos;s Voice'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-841363613855391313</id><published>2010-02-02T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:28:24.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>The Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande','Lucida Sans',Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande','Lucida Sans',Arial,sans-serif; font-size: x-large; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;The disciples must have thought Jesus was crazy. Seriously. I can only imagine their faces.So confused, so perplexed, uncomfortably glancing back and forth between each other, wondering if they had misheard, wondering if someone could help them understand. Meanwhile, you got Jesus, unnerved, unfazed, just sitting there cooly, looking them dead in the eyes, asking them to marry Him. Yes, you heard me right…marry Him. With nothing more than a cup of wine, no less,&amp;nbsp;the Lamb of God was proposing. So you can imagine their confusion right? “Wait. What? Come again? Jesus, you feeling alright brotha? I mean, I don’t think that I’m exactly what you’re looking for! You want to think about what you’re saying for a minute?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we don’t see it that way, because we’re not Jewish. But they were, and they did. See it that way, I mean. “Drink from it, all of you. This is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins.” We hear these words and we think Communion, Eucharist, Last Supper. The disciples heard this and they’re thinking wedding bells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, “in those days,” when a Hebrew man decided to take for Himself a Hebrew woman, he’d go to his father and say, “Her, Dad. I want to make little rabbis with her.” So then the dad would go to her dad and they’d talk camels, or sheep, or whatever the payment was going to be, and after they’d settled on a figure, the groom would call in all his friends and family, set a table in the middle of a room, set the aforementioned girl down in front of said table,break out a cup, fill it with wine, and set it in front of her saying, “This is my covenant with you, take and drink it.” And if she did, that was her answer. With a simple gulp and swig, she was saying, “I do,” and that was it. No rings, no fancy songs or dinners,just a cup and an invitation. And oh yeah, all their relatives sitting in the room watching. I mean, talk about pressure. But yeah, that was it. Her lips to the glass was the same as saying, “I accept your life, and I give you mine in return.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, If the girl said yes, “in those days,” she would then go immediately back to her home, where she would be known as, “one who was bought with a price.” It’s true. That was her name. Kind of long and tedious, and extremely hard to shout out in a game of soccer, but that was it. And with her new identity, she would go back to her town, and start preparing for the wedding. And really, she’d just start waiting for future husband to finish what he had to do and come and get her. What was he doing? Well, during the engagement, the groom’s primary responsibility was to build a mansion for him and his bride to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now girls, before you get too excited, let me explain. “Mansion” in Hebrew means, “apartment.” And what’s even better is that this apartment was actually more like an addition, because the groom would build it onto his parents pre-existing house. Yes. You heard me correctly. Their first home would be with the in-laws. And right now, I can just imagine how many girls are thinking, “oh please don’t let me marry a Jewish boy.” It’s true though. He would build his “mansion” onto the family “insula,” which is what they would call the family dwelling. You see, the entire family would just keep building on and building on until you had what was basically a city block, all comprised of one big bustling Jewish family. (And you thought My Big Fat Greek Wedding was bad) Crazy, but also true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as you can imagine, this process could take quite a while. I mean, it’s a house for crying out loud. Some scholars say it was six months, or even a year before the poor guy was finished. And get this, the only one who could decide if it was finished was the father. So he’d be working and working and working, and every day looking to his dad, saying, “Are we done yet?” And I can just imagine the father messing with him. Taking his time, looking it over, and then just saying, “Almost.” Could you imagine? Oh, the agony! And to top it all off, the groom and the bride weren’t even allowed to talk to each other. Nothing. Nada. Zip. They couldn’t see or speak to one another during the entire engagement, except for one outlet. The best man. He’d be the instant messenger if you will. Taking notes back and forth between the doting couple. And those moments were probably pretty funny. “Here’s your note, ‘one who was bought with a price.’ Check yes, no, or maybe.” Unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know, how much more beautiful would that day be when the father finally approved? That day when the groom was finally finished, and he could gather up his homeboys, or ‘groomsmen’ as we westerners would say, and imperiously march into his fiance’s town? Oh it was sweet. And that’s just what he’d do. He’d get his bridal party together and they’d come to her house, and without any prior announcement or advanced warning, they would blow a shofar, which was a ram’s horn that served as a trumpet, and upon hearing it, the pining bride would come bustling out her front door and practically straight down the aisle, and into her beloved’s arms. The period of waiting and wanting would be over, and the two would be united at last to consummate their long-awaited union. Joy. Happiness. Little Rabbis… You know, all the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, back to the dinner table with the 12. Can you sense where this is going? Jesus breaks into this marriage proposal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cup out, wine-filled, offering his covenant with them. They accept. “I do” to Jesus. Gulp, gulp. “I accept your life, and I give you mine in return.” So then, what does Jesus do? He explains how they have to spend some time apart. Naturally. Only this is going to be longer than a year. However, the best man was coming. His name? The Holy Spirit. So when Jesus leaves, off to get busy preparing a “mansion” for them, (“in my Father’s house there are many rooms”) He doesn’t leave them alone, but instead sends His own mediator, the Holy Spirit, to keep the messages going between Himself and his Beloved. Meanwhile, the bride is left behind in her town, keeping watch, day and night, not knowing the day, time or hour that the bridegroom will appear. Until finally, after a long-awaited return, and we’re talking seriously, long awaited; centuries and milleniums waited people, after this much awaited consummation, the Father alone will announce that the time has come, and Jesus will be coming back for all His faithful, all who are His bride. With a posse of angels and loud trumpet call of their own, He will take us home, to the marriage supper of the Lamb! And we will share in ever-increasing joy and intimacy with Him forever and ever. As C.S. Lewis so brilliantly articulated, “Further up and further in!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people still want to insist that Christianity is no more than a religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know about you but in light of this information, it puts Jesus in an entirely different light. He’s no longer an ideal, or a belief system. He’s a person. And to put it more precisely, He is a groom in love with his bride. And not just any bride, but a wayward, adulterous bride. A bride who is half-hearted at best, chasing other lovers and other interests more than Him. And still, He keeps on loving. He keeps on being faithful, He keeps his promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Old Testament, He tells his prophet Hosea to marry an unfaithful woman, to show everyone the way He loves his people. (see Hosea 3) In the New, He tells us that divorce will never be an option for Him. (Phil 1:6) Over and over and over again, From Isaiah, to Ezekiel, to Ephesians, He tells us that we are not just his children, but we are his bride. Faithless though we might be, we are His, and He is ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like I said before, this changes everything. It changes the way I view prayer. It changes the way I view marriage. It even changes the reasons that I obey. As Donald Miller once said, “it’s a far different thing to break a rule, than it is to cheat on a lover.” I only pray that it changes things for you.                                                &lt;/span&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;- Mike Donehey, Tenth Avenue North&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tenthavenuenorth.com/blog/2009/06/19/chapter-9-beloved/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;http://tenthavenuenorth.com/blog/2009/06/19/chapter-9-beloved/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-841363613855391313?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/841363613855391313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/02/romance.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/841363613855391313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/841363613855391313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/02/romance.html' title='The Romance'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-4898156830120924432</id><published>2010-01-20T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:35:22.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><title type='text'>Thieves in the Temple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Growing closer to God is a big goal in our lives as Christians. But a question that many will have is how do you? How do you grow &lt;i&gt;closer&lt;/i&gt; to God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One thing I would like to clarify is getting to know God is not about feelings. You'll always go through seasons when the presence of God &lt;i&gt;feels&lt;/i&gt; far or it &lt;i&gt;feels&lt;/i&gt; like God might not care about you, but feelings are fickle. Jeremiah 17:9 says, "The heart is deceitful above all things  and beyond cure.  Who can understand it?" Our walk with God is and will always be about &lt;i&gt;faith&lt;/i&gt; in Him and following Him. Have &lt;i&gt;faith&lt;/i&gt; that God knows, loves, and hears you. Our first priority is to follow Him. Often feelings will come after that. Just know that in a relationship with God, the foundation is not how your heart feels, but faith in Him and His Word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That aside, how &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; we grow closer to God? What's the heart of all this Christian talk about a relationship with Christ? We can literally (well, spiritually) move closer to Him. But...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We live in the world, and the world is a dark, cluttered place. God's on the other end, and though we're sanctified with His holiness so that we glow in the dark, I'd go as far as to say that pretty much all of us have obstacles between Him and us. They could be sins. They could be habits. They could be interests. They could be activities. They could be people and relationships. They're not necessarily bad things!! Just things that we place before God or close to Him. (For instance: school, friends, Facebook.) We often have &lt;i&gt;junk&lt;/i&gt; standing between us and God, and I'd bet it's not one item -- there's quite a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Think of it like this. There are large obstacles in a line, in between you and your Father. I named some of the things they could be. When you remove one, you have the space to move one step &lt;i&gt;closer&lt;/i&gt; to Him! Truly, our life with God and growing closer to God is locating and kicking aside these objects to get closer to the heart of our Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The obstacles in our lives steal away attention from the Holy One. Go grab your Bible and read John 2:13-17. Read Mark's version of the narrative, too, found in Mark 11:15-17. The Bible says our hearts are a &lt;i&gt;temple&lt;/i&gt; for God. We want it to be as pure and vacant as possible in order to be filled to its full extent with His glory and love! But there are those thieves we all have in our personal courtyards. Pray to God right now and ask Him to reveal to you any robbers in your heart. Spend some time with your King requesting Him to chase them out, and then truly work to place Him above them, trusting and &lt;i&gt;having faith&lt;/i&gt; that the Holy Spirit will help you. Then, you will grow closer to God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girl Talk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What are the robbers in your heart? How do you plan to drive them out? Post your comments sharing with your sisters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-4898156830120924432?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4898156830120924432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/01/heart-thieves.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/4898156830120924432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/4898156830120924432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/01/heart-thieves.html' title='Thieves in the Temple'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-8195567047460046948</id><published>2010-01-15T18:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:34:58.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dedication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><title type='text'>Authenticity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A lot of people put on masks and pretend to be something they're not. I'm sure you see that in a lot of different cliques at school, and just people in general. There are the popular masquerades, the strong, invincible, but fake front of the scared and suffering, the wanna-be rich kids. But what about faking saintliness? The fake front of being holy? Have you ever faked a strong walk with God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have you ever raised your hands or dropped to your knees in worship at youth group or at a Christian concert to look holy and a superior worshiper before your Christian peers?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ever signed up for a volunteer activity because you wanted to seem like a super kind, compassionate person who was on fire for Jesus and get praised for it?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ever made up or exaggerated a God moment and broadcrasted it on every social networking site you have an account on to make it seem like you have an extra special relationship with Him?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;It saddens me that my answer to a few of these is "yes." Hypocrisy and dishonesty about what's really going on in our relationship with Christ is rampant in the church. And Jesus abhors hypocrisy. Read the Seven Woes in &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=matthew%2023&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Matthew 23&lt;/a&gt;, probably one of the harshest things we have recorded that He said in the Bible. It was directed to the religious leaders of the day, who were very proud and religious and loud in their good works, but inside they were dying. I think one of the things that drives God bananas the most about our hypocrisy is that hypocrites claim His Name, but they drag it through the mud in their arrogance or dishonesty and give unbelievers the wrong impression of what a Christian is like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Are you dragging His holy Name through the mud? Maybe you aren't even saved, and put on the look of living for God on Sundays but on every other day at school when no one from church or your family is watching, you live like anyone else. Or perhaps you are saved, but you are putting your glory over God's in your own life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before we begin &lt;i&gt;the Pursuit&lt;/i&gt; of God, we have to know that it's not an outside show for the world to see and praise us for. We need to really, truly be seeking God with our hearts. Examine your heart and your motives. Ask yourself the tough questions that need to be answered. Are you putting on a show? Not being real? Do you need to get on your knees and pray that you will truly, honestly, and authentically be consumed by the passion of the Holy Spirit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7914105270932205104-8195567047460046948?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8195567047460046948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/01/authenticity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/8195567047460046948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/8195567047460046948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2010/01/authenticity.html' title='Authenticity'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7914105270932205104.post-3145847245134217705</id><published>2010-01-13T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:35:09.003-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ariel'/><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey, girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to type out this first entry of &lt;a href="http://passionwebmag.com/"&gt;Passion Magazine&lt;/a&gt;'s new, official blog, The Pursuit. On here I will be posting brief devotionals and thoughts that will, I pray, further encourage and compel you and me in our pursuit of the heart of God. This is the purpose of our life! He pursues our hearts with a passion that is unimaginable, even to the point of death. As the Apostle John wrote, "We love because He first loved us." And how He does love us! He watches and waits on each of us as individuals. Respond to His beckon and open your heart to Him. The point of the devotionals on this blog (and the whole aim of our ministry) is to help you do this, growing in your relationship with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, subscribe to the blog if you have a Google or Blogger account and tell your friends! If you haven't subscribed to Passion Magazine yet, then &lt;a href="http://passionwebmag.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=107&amp;amp;Itemid=94"&gt;do so today. Click here&lt;/a&gt; to learn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; it means to subscribe and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; you should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget to comment on blog entries that are posted here! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Ariel Oliver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Editor of Passion Magazine&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/7914105270932205104-3145847245134217705?l=passionwebmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3145847245134217705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/introduction.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3145847245134217705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7914105270932205104/posts/default/3145847245134217705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passionwebmag.blogspot.com/2009/11/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>Passion Magazine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08578541889042263288</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DJGrl-iPhg/TK8253XFheI/AAAAAAAAABk/3Bb3hZXlFl4/S220/flower2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
