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Ephesians 3:14-19 14 For this cause I bow my knees unto the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, 15 Of whom the whole family in heaven and earth is named, 16 That he would grant you, according to the riches of his glory, to be strengthened with might by his Spirit in the inner man; 17 That Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith; that ye, being rooted and grounded in love, 18 May be able to comprehend with all saints what is the breadth, and length, and depth, and height; 19 And to know the love of Christ, which passeth knowledge, that ye might be filled with all the fulness of God. Isaiah 9:6 For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace .
Get this video and more at MySpace.comMatthew 16:26 For what is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?Johnny Cash - Hurt

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You Are: 90% Dog, 10% Cat
You're a dog at heart - and it's not a bad thing at all!
You love unconditionally, and you're extremely loyal.
And while you may act silly at times, you're really quite smart - and a good learner! Are You More Cat or Dog?From my Wonderful Friend Mary-Claire -Years ago, I was watching a special on Arthur Blessit, the evangelist that carried a giant cross all over the world while spreading the Gospel. He was in Antarctica, and was supposed to speak with a group of Scientists who were stationed there doing research, and they were late arriving. In the background were hundreds of Penguins, and Finally, Arthur just turned around to face them, declaring, "Little Penguins, Jesus loves you!" At the sound of his voice, the Penguins enmass waddled toward him and then settled down as if listening with interest. He then proceeded to give a sermon to the "congregation". They listened. No reports if any came forward at the altar call!

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II CORINTHIANS 5:17 THEREFORE IF ANY MAN BE IN CHRIST, HE IS A NEW CREATURE: OLD THINGS ARE PASSED AWAY; BEHOLD, ALL THINGS ARE BECOME NEW.

FERNANDO ORTEGA IZ DA MAN!!!http://fernandoortega.com/SLEEPLESS NIGHTAnother sleepless night I'm turning in my bed Long before the red sun risesIn these early hours I'm falling again Into the river of my worriesWhen the river runs away I find a shelter in your nameJesus, only light on the shore Only hope in the storm Jesus, let me fly to your side There I would hide, JesusHear my anxious prayer The beating of my heart The pulse and the measure of my unbelief Speak your words to me Before I come apart Help me believe in what I cannot see Before the river runs away I will call upon your nameJesus, only light on the shore Only hope in the storm Jesus, let me fly to your side There I would hide, Jesus

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Get this video and more at MySpace.comLuke 2:8-148 And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.9 And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid.10 And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.11 For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.12 And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger .13 And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying,14 Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.

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Get this video and more at MySpace.comThe Last Hours of Christ, Part One: The Trials and Scourging. Adapted from Discovering the Biblical Jesus by Daniel L Akin. - God sent His Son to die, and the means of His death was crucifixion. All four Gospels record the passion of our Lord, providing significant detail about the enormous suffering and torture He endured. Other Christian, Jewish, and Roman sources provide additional insight about scourging and execution on a cross. These details help us realize all that Jesus suffered for us. After Jesus and His disciples had observed Passover, they traveled to the Mount of Olives, which was northeast of the city and near Gethsemane. Jesus, knowing that the time of His death was near, suffered great mental anguish, and as described by the physician Luke, “His sweat became like drops of blood” (22:44). Although this is a rare phenomenon, “bloody sweat (hematidrosis or hemohidrosis) may occur in highly emotional states or in persons with bleeding disorders. As a result of hemorrhage into the sweat glands, the skin becomes fragile and tender. Luke’s description supports the diagnosis of hematidrosis.” Sometime after midnight the temple officials, accompanied by a mob, arrested Jesus at Gethsemane. They took Him to Annas and then to Caiaphas, the Jewish high priest. Jesus was tried before the Sanhedrin and was found guilty of blasphemy. The guards then blindfolded Jesus, spit on Him, beat Him, and slapped Him. The Jews viewed blasphemy as a crime punishable by death. However, permission to execute a criminal had to come from the Romans. Jesus was taken early in the morning to Pilate, not as a blasphemer but as a self-proclaimed king who would undermine Roman authority. Pilate, unable to bring charges against Jesus, sent Him to Herod Antipas. Herod also made no official charges and returned Jesus to Pilate. Pilate again could find no basis to charge Jesus, but the people demanded His crucifixion. Pilate finally granted their demand and handed over Jesus to be flogged (scourged) and crucified. For about 12 hours (between 9:00 p.m. Thursday and 9:00 a.m. Friday) Jesus suffered great emotional stress (as evidenced by hematidrosis), abandonment by His disciples, and a severe physical beating. He also experienced a traumatic, sleepless night and had to walk more than 2.5 miles to and from the sites of the various trials. These physical and emotional stresses probably made Him more vulnerable to the effects of the scourging. Scourging usually preceded a Roman execution. The normal instrument was a short whip called a flagellum. It was composed of several single or braided leather thongs of variable lengths, in which small iron balls or sharp pieces of sheep bones were tied at intervals. The man was stripped, usually completely naked, and his hands were tied to a post. The back, buttocks, and legs were beaten or flogged, either by two soldiers called lectors or by one soldier who alternated his position from one side to the other. The scourging was intended to punish and weaken the victim to a state just short of collapse or death. Some persons, in fact, died from scourging. As the soldiers repeatedly struck the victim’s back, the iron balls would cause deep cuts or contusions, and the leather thongs or sheep bones would cut deep into the skin. As the beating continued, “the lacerations would tear into the underlying skeletal muscles and produce quivering ribbons of bleeding flesh. Pain and blood loss generally set the stage for circulatory shock.” The amount of blood loss probably determined how long the victim would survive on the cross. Because this was a Roman scourging, we cannot be certain that the number of lashes was limited to 39, which was the limit set by Jewish law. The soldiers mocked Jesus by placing a robe on Him, a crown of thorns on His head, and a wooden staff as a scepter in His right hand. When the soldiers tore the robe from Jesus’ back, they probably reopened His wounds, again causing our Lord excruciating pain. “The severe scourging, with its intense pain and appreciable blood loss, most probably left Jesus in a preshock state. Moreover, hematidrosis had rendered his skin particularly tender. The physical and mental abuse meted out by the Jews and the Romans, as well as the lack of food, water, and sleep, also contributed to his generally weakened state. Therefore, even before the actual crucifixion, Jesus’ physical condition was at least serious and possibly critical.”My God is the sweetest nectar. My God supplies all things, as they are needed in sufficient amounts. My God is the God of Israel and the God of all lands. I look upon Him as my Provider and my Comforter in times of distress. He is my Deliverer from evil. Many men doubt that my God exists; they do not realize that He is also their God. Once they come to the realization that He does exist many men get lost on the path to Him. They must understand and except that the only way to God is through Christ Jesus. Holy men from all faiths have tried to reach God and have failed. They feel that in Him they may enjoy moments of peace that are of Him, but they never reach Him. They must realize that He is as a flask of the purest Nectar. One may feel the coolness from the flask’s contents. One may even get satisfaction from the condensation that beads up on the skin of the flask, but they can never partake of God unless they enter the flask through Christ Jesus. Only when they except Jesus as their personal Savior can they savor the pureness of Gods’ love for His children. Once they have entered into Gods’ grace then they can understand that what they where reaching for was only a pale shadow cast off from His glorious Light. A Light, which has always shone, and will forever shine. Amen.cw

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CONFINE THAT WHICH YOU FEAR TO THE MIRROR. START WITH WHO IS STANDING THERE. THEN SMILE.Voice Of Truth

Add to My Profile | More VideosNAIL IN THE FENCE A Good Story for Great Friends..... Make sure you read all the way down to the last sentence! There once was a little girl who had a bad temper. Her mother gave her a bag of nails and told her that every time she lost her temper, she must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the girl had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as she learned to control her anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. She discovered it was easier to hold her temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the girl didn't lose her temper at all. She told her mother about it and the mother suggested that the girl now pull out one nail for each day that she was able to hold her temper. The days passed and the young girl was finally able to tell her mother that all the nails were gone. The mother took her daughter by the hand and led her to the fence. She said, "You have done well, my daughter, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one." You can put a knife in a person and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one. Friends are very rare jewels, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us.You are my friend and I am honored.Please forgive me if I have ever left a hole in your fence...A Moving Story of One Incredible Father

Add to My Profile | More VideosA FATHERS' LOVE FOR HIS SON. [From Sports Illustrated, By Rick Reilly]I try to be a good father. Give my kids mulligans. Work nights to pay for their text messaging. Take them to swimsuit shoots. But compared with Dick Hoyt, I stink.Eighty-five times he's pushed his disabled son, Rick, 26.2 miles in marathons. Eight times he's not only pushed him 26.2 miles in a wheelchair but also towed him 2.4 miles in a dinghy while swimming and pedaled him 112 miles in a seat on the handlebars--all in the same day.Dick's also pulled him cross-country skiing, taken him on his back mountain climbing and once hauled him across the U.S. on a bike. Makes taking your son bowling look a little lame, right?And what has Rick done for his father? Not much--except save his life.This love story began in Winchester, Mass., 43 years ago, when Rick was strangled by the umbilical cord during birth, leaving him brain-damaged and unable to control his limbs. ``He'll be a vegetable the rest of his life;'' Dick says doctors told him and his wife, Judy, when Rick was nine months old. ``Put him in an institution.''But the Hoyts weren't buying it. They noticed the way Rick's eyes followed them around the room. When Rick was 11 they took him to the engineering department at Tufts University and asked if there was anything to help the boy communicate. ``No way,'' Dick says he was told. ``There's nothing going on in his brain.'' "Tell him a joke,'' Dick countered. They did. Rick laughed. Turns out a lot was going on in his brain.Rigged up with a computer that allowed him to control the cursor by touching a switch with the side of his head, Rick was finally able to communicate. First words? ``Go Bruins!'' And after a high school classmate was paralyzed in an accident and the school organized a charity run for him, Rick pecked out, ``Dad, I want to do that.''Yeah, right. How was Dick, a self-described ``porker'' who never ran more than a mile at a time, going to push his son five miles? Still, he tried. ``Then it was me who was handicapped,'' Dick says. ``I was sore for two weeks.''That day changed Rick's life. ``Dad,'' he typed, ``when we were running, it felt like I wasn't disabled anymore!''And that sentence changed Dick's life. He became obsessed with giving Rick that feeling as often as he could. He got into such hard -belly shape that he and Rick were ready to try the 1979 Boston Marathon.``No way,'' Dick was told by a race official. The Hoyts weren't quite a single runner, and they weren't quite a wheelchair competitor. For a few years Dick and Rick just joined the massive field and ran anyway, then they found a way to get into the race officially: In 1983 they ran another marathon so fast they made the qualifying time for Boston the following year.Then somebody said, ``Hey, Dick, why not a triathlon?''How's a guy who never learned to swim and hadn't ridden a bike since he was six going to haul his 110-pound kid through a triathlon? Still, Dick tried.Now they've done 212 triathlons, including four grueling 15-hour Ironmans in Hawaii . It must be a buzzkill to be a 25-year-old stud getting passed by an old guy towing a grown man in a dinghy, don't you think?Hey, Dick, why not see how you'd do on your own? ``No way,'' h e says. Dick does it purely for ``the awesome feeling'' he gets seeing Rick with a cantaloupe smile as they run, swim and ride together.This year, at ages 65 and 43, Dick and Rick finished their 24th Boston Marathon , in 5,083rd place out of more than 20,000 starters. Their best time'? Two hours, 40 minutes in 1992--only 35 minutes off the world record, which, in case you don't keep track of these things, happens to be held by a guy who was not pushing another man in a wheelchair at the time.``No question about it,'' Rick types. ``My dad is the Father of the Century.''And Dick got something else out of all this too. Two years ago he had a mild heart attack during a race. Doctors found that one of his arteries was 95% clogged. ``If you hadn't been in such great shape,'' one doctor told him, ``you probably would've died 15 years ago.''So, in a way, Dick and Rick saved each other's life.Rick, who has his own apartment (he gets home care) and works in Boston, and Dick, retired from the military and living in Holland, Mass., always find ways to be together. They give speeches around the country and compete in some backbreaking race every weekend, including this Father's Day.That night, Rick will buy his dad dinner, but the thing he really wants to give him is a gift he can never buy.``The thing I'd most like,'' Rick types, ``is that my dad would sit in the chair and I would push him once.''

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Jesus of Nazareth. The Apostle Paul. Joshua and Caleb. The Apostle Luke. Job. Rev. Robert Walker. Rev. David Light. The ones that are Super!
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This for all my friends. Thanx for the advice. I am keeping my MySpace  page. I have cleaned up my MySpace page and I have cleaned up my friends list. Over 50 "friends" deleted. This Hug Is For Y...
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I posted this as a bulletin but I thought it was fitting to "blog it" also.I wanna say "thank you" to all off my wonderful friends. Thank you for your comments, messages and for your prayers. Thank yo...
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Some of my friends have asked why i have so many penguins on my page. So why penguins? Well you asked, so here goes... Of Penguins I took a survey once that asked, "What kind of animal are you?" and...
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have you ever been tired?  i mean the tired where your bones ache and your soul cries out "No More! No More!" that's how tired i am. i'm tired of lies. i'm tired of phoniness. i'm tired of hypocr...
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o.k. maybe i am wrong. maybe. but if i am, riddle me this. if penguins are cute, cuddly and no threat to our way of life, WHY DO THEY HAVE EMPEROR PENGUINS?!?...
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