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Lorianna: Thank you for your inspirational site. It is always so encouraging to read--and it always ministers to me. Thank you.
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Sally Ferguson: Wishing you Easter blessings!
PHYLLIS: JUST HOPPING AROUND. I ENJOYED READING YOUR POSTING. "MR. POTATO HEAD" CUTE. I KEEP THAT HERE FOR MY NEPHEW TO PUT TOGETHER... YOU HAVE A GREAT WEEK END, AND GOD BLESS
Sally Ferguson: Happy Valentine's Day!
PHYLLIS: HIIT WAS SO NICE YOU STOPPED BY TO VISIT. YOU HAVE A NICE JOURNAL.... SORRY I DIDN'T SEE YOUR TAG UNTIL TODAY...YOU HAVE A GREAT WEEK END AND GOD BLESS
Dale: Ravi: Thanks for sharing. Your words are quite on target. May God ever help us to press onward and upward. - Dale
karen: Blless you brother, may Gpd [our out His blessing upon your ministry here.
marybeth: hello, wondrful site you have here. So glad I dropped by. Praising God with you and praying he bless you and your site.
Ess47: Hi, just saying hello and have a great day
Sharon: Thank you for coming past my journal.. I praise God His Spirit is at work in these evil days.. and He is doing the work that is so needed.. To God be all the glory forever and ever.. amen
Phyllis: HIJUST BLOGGING AROUND. I READ THE POEM, IT IS BEAURIFUL... I TOO AM WAITING FOR REVIVAL, AND THE RETURN OF JESUS CHRIST.. OH, WHAT A DAY THAT WILL BE. GOD BLESS
[ S ]: Hi, thanks for the tag.S x
Wayne Brooks: Nice blog, will be back
Sharon: Hi and thank you for visiting my journal.. God bless
denis: Greetings in the Wonderful name of our matchless Saviour Christ Jesus. Our prayers are with in in the spirit of Romans 1:9
The Stepford Wife: Thanks for the tag m'dear! Love the slideshow you have on Aug. 7th's post. :)
Jenni: Thanks for the connection to your site and for visiting mine. God's blessings as you shine the light of Jesus! God is moving around the world and it's exciting to see how deeply people love the Lord- even in the midst of persecution! The underground church is something every Christian should be aware of!
myoopie: Hi,greetings from Turkey..
Emmyrose: hi again, may God continue to bless you
wendy: heLLo just hopping around and i like ur blog site
Emmyrose: hi there! thanks for the visit. God bless you
♀Gwapa♀: hola! from Philippines here.nice blog you got.Tc always and God bless you.
Kris: Hello! Thanks for stopping by, I really like your journal!
medicine: good article!
Lorianna: HI...stopping by to catch up on your posts...to Meagan...I will pray that God will continue to give you guidance and wisdom regarding your business and how to use your talents for His glory and His will.
Joanne Troppello: Hi. I saw your blog link on ,y sister, Lorianna's blog site. It's great to see other blog sites glorifying God!
Lorianna: Wow...a 12 year old wrote and painted that...that's definitely a God-given talent. Thanks for sharing!!!
Lorianna: Nice posts here...very thought-provoking and insightful...fyi--i posted another excerpt from my novel and also a poem...stop by when you get a chance and let me know your thoughts on the poem...thanks for posting inspiring and introspective messages...God Bless you!
Lorianna: Hi! Thanks for stopping by my site...I just posted an excerpt from my current book I'm writing, so stop by when you get a chance...thanks for the good messages on your site!
Lutchi: halo , thanks for the tag...what with the cars and men? my husband changed cars as often he change his sock "hahhaah". Have Good Wednesday and visit me again. TC
Lorianna: Nice site...saw it on my sister's site (Joanne Troppello)...very interesting...stop by my site sometime too...thanks!
RAINBOW: Have a wonderful week & check out the Big 50!
lutchi: halo blog hopping..you have a very interesting and nice blog here. Visit me when you have a chance. TC
Rev. Handy: Hello,Just wanted to say nice journal. Pastor Handy
Storm: Hi Ravi, good to hear from you again. We met in Buffalo last year ... thanks for visting our site
darnesha: Hiya! Thanks for stopping by. Glad you like the journal.

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Saturday, May 10th 2008

8:02 AM

More Pearls

Both "Yes' and 'No' are essentials! 'No' is our boundary, while 'Yes' opens up new horizons!

Tolerance is not the same as acceptance!

Only say what is needed to be said!

Sin and trauma are twins who walk together; But often it is trauma who is easily recognized!

Spirituality like sexuality is about intimacy.

My 'reality' may not be the real reality.

It is good to live in a state of denial to that which comes naturally!

Forgiveness is commanded! Reconciliation - we choose!

RAVI PHILEMON

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Tuesday, May 6th 2008

8:12 AM

PEARLS

THE MOUTH SPEAKS OF THE FREEDOM EMBRACED BY THE HEART; WHEREAS THE MIND REMAINS IN BONDAGE TO THE INSTITUTION!

IT IS BETTER TO MOVE IN HIM, THAN TO BE A PART OF ANY MOVEMENT.

ALL 'TRUTHS' MUST BE FUNNELED BY THE FILTER OF FREEDOM!

FALLING IS INEVITABLE. LEARN HOW TO FALL!

RAVI PHILEMON

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Friday, May 2nd 2008

7:32 AM

Jesus the Root

My husband is Jewish (both parents), and the only believer in his family.  He's followed Jesus for 22 years now.

Throughout the years, Messianic Jews would corner him and try to get him to "rediscover his roots"...we did a bit of that exploration, back in the IC, but the legalism was always there, and would eventually loom large, despite how they tried to paint it.

We had no desire to go that route, once we left the IC...why would anyone be like the "foolish Galatians" and exchange freedom for the former regimentation that He set us free from...?

My children are half Jewish, and I'm grafted on, so I want them to understand their heritage, but I want them to LIVE in the freedom Jesus purchased for them.

Testimony:
  Dena

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Thursday, May 1st 2008

2:35 AM

Excerpt from Anonymous Blogger

Leaving the institutional church does not necessarily mean creating something else to take its place: not even a house church! Worship happens throughout the week as we fluidly move in and out of relationships at home, at work, and at leisure. Every event and every activity is an amazing opportunity for both witness and fellowship. Evangelism is low-key, long term, and relational. And when we gather with other believers, it’s never in a rigid structure or liturgical way, but rather creatively looking for ways “to stir up one another to love and good works” as the writer to the Hebrews urges. We meet together—sometimes spontaneously and at other times planning a few days ahead—for the purpose of “encouraging one another”.

An excerpt from the Anonymous Blogger of Post-Congregational Christianity.
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Friday, April 25th 2008

11:14 PM

Master of Colors

Yesterday, I had a supernatural encounter with the Lord, while I was walking on the streets.  All of a sudden, I could literally SEE all the different types of communications all around me.  Everyone of them, where in different colors.  I could see the numerous cell phone calls and the gargantuan email communications. I could even see the satellite communications to the earth, the cable and satellite tv signals.  I could see everything! And every one of them were in different colors!  I was beginning to be overwhelmed, when all of a sudden, I saw a white light, that transcends to the heavens.  I stopped focusing on all the different colors and began to notice where the white light was leading to.  As I followed the white light, I was led to the very throne room of God.  Then, all of a sudden, nothing else mattered.  I was not distracted by the numerous other colors.  I was now overwhelmed only by the white light and on Him who was there at the end of it.  Without even realizing that I was in the middle of a public road, I started to worship Him who was at the end of the light.  Nothing mattered!  As I was doing this, different colors came out, being filtered by the white light towards me and now, I was no longer feeling overwhelmed by the different colors.  These different colors that came out of the white light, came and rested on the palms of my hand, which I had lifted up to worship the Lord.  Then, as suddenly as the vision appeared, it was no more! 

I could not make sense of what I had just experienced, when I heard the soft, still voice of the Spirit of God within me.  I heard the Spirit say, the different colors, when they are not filtered by the white light that descends from the very throne room of God, is a counterfeit.  They overwhelm you and draw you away from the Lord.  They make you blind to the fact that there is a great big light, in the midst of this numerous tiny colors of different communications.  But when, the source of the colors of communication in your life, is from the great white light, they enliven and enrich you.  You become their master, instead of them mastering you.


Ravi Philemon
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Friday, April 25th 2008

10:47 PM

Saturate

Who or what do you “saturate” yourself with?


“ T I M E “ is the real spelling for love…………

Psalm 39: 1-13 lack of communication.. here it says “he bustles about”.”My heart grew hot within me” (he held it in and it affected his inner self, his heart, was it literal or physical, was it emotional, probably) Then: “He bustles about only in vain”uh! This hits home for me. Am I bustling about? If I am it is only in vain, boy I have experienced this lately………..again, balance daily here::::::: We still have to work, care for families, cars, homes ect…only by saturating myself with Him, his people, his word, his ways, can I stay on track, doing it on purpose, purposeful…

If you need to boil it down…It is still about daily Balance…


While in Toronto…Cell Phones, “ear phones” computers, books, subway/the bullet, buses, but everyone was plugged into “the drug of their choice” not allowing anyone into their world, their space…they were saturating themselves with only what they were allowing in. Thus no room for “relationship”

People were so disconnected with other people.

They are in their own, stress their OWN little worlds, not affected or influenced escept by what they “want” to be affected by!

We as a society are moving away from relationship


When this was always God’s original plan & purpose, for Him to us, Us to him, and to eachother. Relationship HIM first, others second, Keep the order correct. This is so key.

“I live Cause you live in me” He is life itself!

The electronic age we live in (example of the play we saw, we will rock you)

TO SEEK HIM!? This is a constant ON PURPOSE..following after with intensity…..

(PSALM 40:16……

Proverbs 10:11 “The mouth of the righteous is a fountain of life,…” let me be that fountain Lord, the fountain of life, just being a vessel for you to flow thru.

Ps 40:16 (may all who seek you rejoice & be glad I you)

Proverb 10:14 wise me “STORE UP” knowledge” (what am I storing up Lord?...)

Psalm 41:1 “blessed is he who has regard for the weak”. The Lord delivers him in times of trouble (this is one piece of communication and relationship

Communication as it relates to Relationship This is a huge point!

We must seek the Lord on purpose – Things we do on purpose take purposeful energy & time………………..

I will on purpose seek revelation, relationship, seek to on purpose communicate – it takes time & energy to do these things

What or who am I saturated with?

Pamela Mescall

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Thursday, April 17th 2008

8:33 AM

The Substitute

The system is a substitute for the Spirit. The system robs the relationship and replaces it with mere rituals. The Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit exist in a community. And this God who exist in a community, invites us into His covenant community. The christian religion of today has reversed this invitation, and instead invite Him into our man-made fellowships. Can God dwell in anything created by man?

Ravi Philemon
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Sunday, April 13th 2008

9:39 PM

Going for Worship

"One of the biggest reasons why so many people endure the abuse and control of their religion is because there is something within that religion that they believe they can't get on their own. Perhaps the biggest thing that people think they can't do themselves is the act of worship. It is as if they believe that the church holds the patent worship. I cannot tell you how many times I've heard people admit that the only reason they come to church anymore is "for the worship". This has become such a common saying, that many churches have taken heed and spent the majority of their time and money enhancing the "worship experience" in their services. In today's religious world it has become a known fact that unless you have "extraordinary worship" you cannot build a church."

Read the rest of the post by Darin Hufford here: GOING FOR WORSHIP
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Saturday, April 12th 2008

1:41 AM

Cheaters - Church Edition

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Tuesday, April 8th 2008

9:56 AM

Love

"My beloved spoke, and said to me: "Rise up, my love, my fair one, And come away." Song of Solomon 2:10

There is a currant of God flowing through many believers, leaving the same thoughts in their heart and mouth.  This currant is Gods love.  His love captivates us, not only as His children, but also as brothers and sisters, all sharing one common denominator.  I was blessed as one of my many sisters in Christ emailed me a dream she had.  The dream represents love for each other as a family of believers but more importantly, the deep rooted, entangled, life giving love that Jesus has for us.  Thank you, Joy, for sharing this beautiful dream.

DREAM of My Love – 3/23/08 – Resurrection Sunday

I don’t quite know how to put this down on paper, but here is my feeble attempt to capture something very real, and very strong:  LOVE

I was in another land, and I had met a man who was beautiful, kind, loving and strong.  He was young, yet wise, unbelievably caring and generous.  He and I began a friendship and relationship (not sexual) and grew stronger and stronger each day.  At one point, I thought I could never, ever be loved so completely and totally as the way he loved me…yet again, I stress…this was not sexual.  I was head over heals in love with him and terrified that he would stop loving me in this unique way.  I had just never known anything like it before.  It was as though it was a fragile breath that could be stolen in a heartbeat!  When he would hold me, it was as if there was nowhere else on earth that was safe – that I had never, ever really been safe and loved before - and his gentle strength and passion for me was breathtaking – like nothing in a relationship I had ever had.  Absolutely nothing compared to it - I just can’t put it into words.  It was as though we were locked together in the heart somehow.  

He took me to meet his father and mother, and we were in the midst of a family unlike I had ever seen or experienced..  There were many brothers and sisters, each one equally as loving, kind and genuine as any people I had ever met.  They accepted me with open arms, hugs and happiness.  They were happy for their brother.  The father and mother were equally as accepting, embracing me with love and kindness.  I remember looking at all of them and thinking how incredible this family was.  There was not a hint of anything but love; love for me, love for their brother, love for one another.As our relationship grew, the bond of love became so strong, I felt as though I would just die without it.  The physical hugs and holding that this man would give me were as if I melted into him - just so safe and secure and so incredibly complete.  I would hold him just in awe of this love between us…desperate that it would never, ever end.

At one point, one of his brothers became engaged, and the family embraced the girl he was going to marry the same way they had embraced me.  A little time later, one of the sisters became engaged to another man, and the family just rejoiced and celebrated for both of them.  The house became a flurry of wonder and excitement as preparations were under way for the wedding (s). 

The man I loved then asked me to be his wife.  It was a mutual understanding, really, as he never proposed or anything, but the love between us was so real and wonderful, and he announced to his father that he was also going to be married to me.  Again, the family cheered and rejoiced, dancing and celebrating. It was so wonderful to be accepted into this family of love.  I never heard one negative comment, or one cross word between any of them.

 Soon, the wedding presents started to arrive.  The village, also, was celebrating our wedding, and the gifts were so beautiful.  I remember particularly that there was crystal stemware that was a beautiful ruby red with clear intertwined vine-like stems and pedestals.  They were gorgeous.  As one would arrive, we would unwrap it and just stare into each other’s eyes anticipating the day we would be husband and wife.

There came a day, and I don’t remember what happened, that it came up that I was older than he was in years.  It was something we had never considered.  Age had never entered into our minds.  His father made a stipulation that I had to be younger than his mother, and if so, I could marry him.  After waiting an agonizing length of time, we discovered that I was older than her, for I was born June 23, 1952 and she was born June 29, 1952.  Just six days…The crushing news came to both of us as his father said, “I am so sorry, you cannot marry her right now, son.”  His grief was real, as was his mother’s and the whole family.  It was the most awful moment in my life.  We had to wait for a long time until it would be ok to marry.  (I know it's goofy, but its a dream!)

At the time the father came to tell us his decision, (this is really hard to describe) my love and I were sitting facing each other.  There was a wooden chair between us, with no seat on it, just the wooden frame.  (The back of the chair was to my right – his left)  His legs were over the edge of the chair – feet on the floor, and my legs were over my edge of the chair and my feet were on the floor, our knees were touching and we were holding each other’s hands, facing one another.

I remember that when the father told him he could not marry his bride, he hung down his head.  I wish I could explain the agony I felt between us - such a deep, penetrating grief inside him that I felt in myself!  He shook his head and said, very slowly and with great effort, “Father, I have obeyed you in everything I have ever done, but I just don’t think I can obey you in this.”  He was willing even to leave his father and his family for me, which was unimaginable. I couldn't believe that he would choose me over his father and family, yet he carefully considered and was making this choice.  His love for me was so passionate and so complete that he could not live without me, and I felt that I could not live without him.

 I woke up - End of Dream (ARRRGH!!!)

 

 

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