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With the Son in My Eyes: Note to Self
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Wednesday, February 27, 2013. Whatever you are tempted to believe. Is wrong with your life,. Is not what is wrong. Is what is wrong. You have slipped into idolatry. And have begun to worship. Remember who He is. Remember what He has done for you -. And over and over again. Remember where you would be without Him. Remember where you always end up without Him. July 26, 2013 at 5:25 AM. I was flipping thru BlogSpot and your name caught my eye. Is your first name Cheryl? Have you ever lived in Holland?
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With the Son in My Eyes: Getting Personal
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Tuesday, February 19, 2013. I sat looking at the sky through the huge window at the front of our church in Charlottesville, Virginia. It was Easter Sunday, 1991. At one point in the sermon, Skip Ryan asked a question that travelled like an arrow from his mouth to the center of my heart:. Are you having a relationship with Jesus Christ, or are you having a relationship with a set of facts about Him? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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With the Son in My Eyes: The Real Deal
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Wednesday, February 6, 2013. There is the religion called "Christianity" and there is faith in the Person and work of Jesus Christ. Although the two have some things in common, they could not be more different. In fact, Christianity, as a religion, is more like Islam, Hinduism and Judaism than it is like genuine Christian faith. True Christian faith rests in the. And it is all by God's. In other words,. We accept it by faith. Unlike religious systems, God's plan for rescuing sinful human beings from sin ...
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With the Son in My Eyes: Anxious to Please God
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Tuesday, February 5, 2013. Anxious to Please God. I wouldn't fault anyone who struggled with anxiety after looking at bills they couldn't pay, or getting bad news from their doctor, or finding out their spouse wanted out of the marriage. I would even understand if a person felt anxious after a car accident or before having their teeth cleaned or boarding a plane. Should I choose two of them? I had plenty of nieces and nephews who would be getting gifts from us. Who would God want me to give them to?
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With the Son in My Eyes: Nothing to Fear But Fear Itself
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Thursday, February 14, 2013. Nothing to Fear But Fear Itself. It was quite a few years ago that I first learned this acrostic for fear:. The evidence is not true, fear rarely goes away easily. As our pastor said last Sunday, "Fear puts feelings in the driver's seat." Once those powerful emotions get a grip on the steering wheel, a sweet, "Excuse me, but would you be so kind as to allow me to drive again? By being convinced that the truth. This means I have to believe. From the same Scriptures. I need a p...
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With the Son in My Eyes: A Very Good Really Bad Thing
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Friday, February 1, 2013. A Very Good Really Bad Thing. In the past ten days, I have had a couple different bouts with the enemy that I do not care to repeat. I have also experienced amazing victories, even after the anxiety had become quite intense. By quoting some key Scripture and prayerfully entrusting myself to God to deliver me, I have returned to a place of perfect calm. That's cool! What I am experiencing is not "mind over matter," but the exercise of real faith in a real God with real power.
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With the Son in My Eyes: Moved with Compassion
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Monday, February 11, 2013. It is only as our daughter, Marie, lifts her18-month-old son, Ian, from the high chair at Sweet Tomatoes that she understands his lack of enthusiasm for his lunch. Watery diarrhea has run under his diaper and soaked his clothes. The spare outfit Marie usually carries was used the day before. Let's stop somewhere so I can buy him something to wear," I suggest. Marie heads for the Target a few blocks away. Clean, warm and comfy,. I notice the sleeve of my coat is wet where he has...
