<?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-1235511775121776836</id><updated>2011-09-05T06:19:30.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fair Stones</title><subtitle type='html'>"O thou afflicted, tossed with tempest, and not comforted, behold, I will lay thy stones with fair colours, and lay thy foundations with sapphires. And I will make thy windows of agates, and all thy borders of pleasant stones. And all thy children shall be taught of the LORD; and great shall be the peace of thy children." Isaiah 54:11-12</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-2924940481255719212</id><published>2011-05-17T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T12:46:01.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are Our Difficulties Obstacles?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eUGd-W3YNRM/TdLPt-8RssI/AAAAAAAACZE/ciqn4IjUVyM/s1600/to%2Bsort%2B7-12-07%2B017.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eUGd-W3YNRM/TdLPt-8RssI/AAAAAAAACZE/ciqn4IjUVyM/s320/to%2Bsort%2B7-12-07%2B017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607772874926568130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"A difficulty may be a real one, but it is only for the unbelief of hearts that it is an obstacle, if on the path of God's will; for faith reckons upon God, and performs that which He wills, and difficulties are as nothing before Him."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;JND Synopsis, vol. 2, p.543 on Haggai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-2924940481255719212?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/2924940481255719212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=2924940481255719212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/2924940481255719212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/2924940481255719212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2011/05/are-our-difficulties-obstacles.html' title='Are Our Difficulties Obstacles?'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eUGd-W3YNRM/TdLPt-8RssI/AAAAAAAACZE/ciqn4IjUVyM/s72-c/to%2Bsort%2B7-12-07%2B017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-4333029244295534396</id><published>2010-12-08T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T14:31:11.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternity</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/TP-q2aQTsxI/AAAAAAAACUU/bKFj077-tz8/s320/blue%2Bsandstone-large-oblong-nugget-13x18-22.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548341117681120018" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Live for eternity. A few more days and our journey is done."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Extract from Christian Truth, vol. 24, March 1971, p. 62&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bruce and I have been enjoying a book on the universe - &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hubble-Journey-Through-Space-Time/dp/0810989972/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1291933628&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Hubble - A Journey Through Space and Time&lt;/a&gt; . We're mostly looking at the pictures (my kind of book!) We are both amazed at the vastness and beauty of God's creation and marvel at the power it is taking to uphold it all. Why then are we afraid that the Lord of creation will not take care of our lives? After all, He is in control. And He will bring us safely home, at last. Creation doesn't compare with eternity, though. What will it like to be there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1235511775121776836-4333029244295534396?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/4333029244295534396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=4333029244295534396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/4333029244295534396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/4333029244295534396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2010/12/eternity.html' title='Eternity'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/TP-q2aQTsxI/AAAAAAAACUU/bKFj077-tz8/s72-c/blue%2Bsandstone-large-oblong-nugget-13x18-22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-8597607422887449198</id><published>2010-07-21T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T10:16:17.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Redemption by Blood Through Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/TEcl9r8OaeI/AAAAAAAACRg/q6aXMk8JlFM/s1600/cherry-fire-agate1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/TEcl9r8OaeI/AAAAAAAACRg/q6aXMk8JlFM/s320/cherry-fire-agate1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496403611926555106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Redemption by blood is known by faith when accomplished, whether by the Jew or the Christian... The knowledge of eternal redemption is Christian knowledge or that of the Jews when they 'look on Him whom they pierced' " (JND?)&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-8597607422887449198?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/8597607422887449198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=8597607422887449198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/8597607422887449198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/8597607422887449198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2010/07/redemption-by-blood-through-faith.html' title='Redemption by Blood Through Faith'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/TEcl9r8OaeI/AAAAAAAACRg/q6aXMk8JlFM/s72-c/cherry-fire-agate1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-1815719170661894628</id><published>2009-11-19T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:33:52.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Comforted of God"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SwVlGMPhA9I/AAAAAAAACPw/PHGoEBbaONU/s1600/puffed-oval-25x35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405838084768072658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SwVlGMPhA9I/AAAAAAAACPw/PHGoEBbaONU/s320/puffed-oval-25x35.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God must aquaint His comforters with grief,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Else have their words the tinkling cymbal sound;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He first who brought the wounded heart relief,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Himself lay stricken, bleeding on the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The eagle, mounting high with sunlit wings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fears not the random dart the heedless marksman flings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh! there is truth surpassing mortal ken,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That God, through suffering, teacheth to His own;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yea, glories unperceived by faithless men,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Too vast for Faith herself to view alone, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thrice happy who, in frequent tears and pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those blissful heights, step after step, with Him may gain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why should this human heart, instinct with love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Expect an answer in the stranger-land?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enough to have a full response above;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enough that One its way can understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let love on earth her wealth in streamlets spend;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its depths are all reserved for one Celestial Friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From "Comforted of God"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;compiled by A. J. Pollock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-1815719170661894628?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/1815719170661894628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=1815719170661894628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/1815719170661894628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/1815719170661894628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2009/11/comforted-of-god.html' title='&quot;Comforted of God&quot;'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SwVlGMPhA9I/AAAAAAAACPw/PHGoEBbaONU/s72-c/puffed-oval-25x35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-2666529369744996055</id><published>2009-09-13T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:24:37.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathered</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Sq22LMh4XbI/AAAAAAAACPg/JzAFNtHRPC8/s1600-h/chalcedony-faceted-heart+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381157433235758514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Sq22LMh4XbI/AAAAAAAACPg/JzAFNtHRPC8/s320/chalcedony-faceted-heart+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love the truth of gathering and like to hear more about it. I don't tire of it because every time I hear more it gets solidified that much more in my mind that the Lord Jesus is still doing a work today to gather ones to His name alone. The fact that we are in the last days and in remnant times makes it easier to understand why the gathered saints are so small. He is NOT seeking to gather every last Christian on the face of the earth to His name although His desire is that all are there. The Christian testimony is in such ruin that He cannot identify with it in power. What is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;overwhelming&lt;/span&gt; to me is that He has drawn me there when He could have chosen someone else just as easily. Put it this way. The same grace that saved me ("plucked me from the burning") is the same grace that chose me to be gathered to His Name! He is pleased to have me there but if I don't want to be there He will choose someone else. He will have a testimony to His Name til He comes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-2666529369744996055?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/2666529369744996055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=2666529369744996055' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/2666529369744996055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/2666529369744996055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2009/09/gathered.html' title='Gathered'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Sq22LMh4XbI/AAAAAAAACPg/JzAFNtHRPC8/s72-c/chalcedony-faceted-heart+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-6423050712501370989</id><published>2009-08-21T09:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T09:34:58.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spirit of God Uses His Ministers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/So7JV7zlKqI/AAAAAAAACPA/YCTSeuC6VHc/s1600-h/snow+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372452784168053410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/So7JV7zlKqI/AAAAAAAACPA/YCTSeuC6VHc/s320/snow+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Often we may think that the preacher must have us in mind because he is talking about a situation/state of soul that hits right at home. We think, "why is he preaching at me?" Could it be the Spirit of God is using the preacher's words to drive home a point or address our state of soul? I've heard of situations where the preacher was even asked after the meeting if he had a certain person in mind that happened to be in the audience. The preacher's reply usually has been that he had no idea! Do we sell the Spirit of God short? He is able to address any and all in one meeting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"And He gave some apostles; and some prophets; some evangelists; and some pastors and teachers; for the perfecting of the saints, for the work of the ministry, for the edifying of the body of Christ..." Ephesians 4:11-12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Despise not prophesyings. Prove all things..." 1 Thessalonians 5:21&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-6423050712501370989?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/6423050712501370989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=6423050712501370989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/6423050712501370989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/6423050712501370989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2009/08/spirit-of-god-uses-his-ministers.html' title='The Spirit of God Uses His Ministers'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/So7JV7zlKqI/AAAAAAAACPA/YCTSeuC6VHc/s72-c/snow+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-3768725733702141258</id><published>2009-08-20T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T09:27:04.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Current of God's Thoughts and Ways</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/So2JuY9Jw0I/AAAAAAAACO4/92-EX0-KFLg/s1600-h/yen+ming+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372101360588800834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/So2JuY9Jw0I/AAAAAAAACO4/92-EX0-KFLg/s320/yen+ming+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An excerpt from a letter to a friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know what you mean about answering prayers. It is wonderful to be in the current of God's thoughts when He answers our prayers. We feel like we have an "in" with Him because of it but it really is that He was going to do it anyway. We were praying about it because He put the thought in our hearts in the first place! I think it helps put us in line with what God is doing. Sorta like we are being drawn in to be along side Him, don't you think? Not that we can do anything. Sorta like me holding the pencil as my three year old holds my hand as I write her name. She and I "wrote" her name. But in reality I wrote her name. She was along side me. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-3768725733702141258?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/3768725733702141258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=3768725733702141258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/3768725733702141258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/3768725733702141258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2009/08/current-of-gods-thoughts-and-ways.html' title='The Current of God&apos;s Thoughts and Ways'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/So2JuY9Jw0I/AAAAAAAACO4/92-EX0-KFLg/s72-c/yen+ming+039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-5658439079208865809</id><published>2009-06-21T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:04:53.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Be A Fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SYzF5J8JoSI/AAAAAAAACFA/7ldS9lLlsQA/s1600-h/20090204_13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299828447219654946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SYzF5J8JoSI/AAAAAAAACFA/7ldS9lLlsQA/s320/20090204_13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I ask, "What's the harm in doing this?" Also ask, "Will it bless my soul?" "Will it bring honor to the Lord?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So often the things we do are of no negative value in that they are not wrong in and of themselves. But are they really profitable? What is the value of it in light of eternity? Could my time be more wisely spent? These are searching questions for my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot on my plate, so to speak, as many do. And I mean things I have to do - my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;responsibilities&lt;/span&gt; and obligations. But I'm always searching for time to do something for myself. How selfish. I often think of what life would be like if I lived totally and only in light of eternity. One of my most favorite quotes is by Jim Elliot (and quoted from someone else) who died in Ecuador at the hands of the men and women to whom he went to tell the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He is no fool who gives up what he cannot keep to keep that which cannot lose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about sums up a life lived totally for the Lord Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See: &lt;a href="http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Jim_Elliot"&gt;Jim Elliot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-5658439079208865809?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/5658439079208865809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=5658439079208865809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/5658439079208865809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/5658439079208865809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-be-fool.html' title='Don&apos;t Be A Fool'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SYzF5J8JoSI/AAAAAAAACFA/7ldS9lLlsQA/s72-c/20090204_13.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-1523381732703359401</id><published>2009-04-27T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T12:34:32.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Accounts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SfYHENYzggI/AAAAAAAACKc/kmON9yu-1QA/s1600-h/green+line+quartz+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329454977934131714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SfYHENYzggI/AAAAAAAACKc/kmON9yu-1QA/s320/green+line+quartz+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What discrepancies have we permitted in our lives? We must confess them and close the gaps." Nov. 17, 2008, ODB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/1235511775121776836-1523381732703359401?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/1523381732703359401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=1523381732703359401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/1523381732703359401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/1523381732703359401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2009/04/short-accounts.html' title='Short Accounts'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SfYHENYzggI/AAAAAAAACKc/kmON9yu-1QA/s72-c/green+line+quartz+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-4824086249283112161</id><published>2009-02-16T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:08:25.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shepherds and Their Care</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SZm9VseRZVI/AAAAAAAACFo/9Gj70iydFPA/s1600-h/feldspeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303478216618501458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SZm9VseRZVI/AAAAAAAACFo/9Gj70iydFPA/s320/feldspeth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who will shepherd the shepherds?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In Psalm 23 we get "the Lord is my Shepherd" implying that no matter what our station is in life, or what our gift is in the church, or whoever we are that He is the Shepherd of us all. We have a direct link to Him the One Who knows us perfectly, better than even our closest friend on earth could ever know us. And we can go directly to Him. Every one of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But Scripture teaches that the Lord has given gifts to the church and that one of these is the gift of shepherds (pastors, Ephesians 4:11) As the following verse tells us they are for "the perfecting of the saints, for the work of the ministry, for the edifying of the body of Christ". Their responsibilities include feeding the flock of God, taking the oversight and being examples. (1 Peter 5:2-3) They are used of the Lord to help maintain the flock. We need these pastors/shepherds to help us along in the path of faith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In order for one to fulfill this ministry it implies that he is mature himself. Not that pastors can never fail. They have and will. Failure does not negate the gift. They too need the Shepherd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The fact that there are pastors/shepherds in the church does not imply that there is no need for the Lord as our Shepherd. Far be the thought. He still is the Shepherd of us all. And as the Chief Shepherd He is the One that the pastors/shepherds answer to and from Whom they receive their rewards. (They must give account to God for our souls - thus we submit to them).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"When the Chief Shepherd shall appear, ye shall receive a crown of glory that fadeth not away." 1 Peter 5:4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So to answer the question, Who will shepherd the shepherds? is really quite simple. "The Lord is my Shepherd."&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/1235511775121776836-4824086249283112161?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/4824086249283112161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=4824086249283112161' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/4824086249283112161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/4824086249283112161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2009/02/shepherds-and-their-care.html' title='Shepherds and Their Care'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SZm9VseRZVI/AAAAAAAACFo/9Gj70iydFPA/s72-c/feldspeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-765730263421633905</id><published>2009-02-12T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T13:39:31.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Draw Me"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302028530438272754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SZSW22nCdvI/AAAAAAAACFg/7aW4_gD8drU/s320/cairngorm-15x20-rectangle.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Draw me and we will run after thee." Song of Solomon 1:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I the cause of my children leaving the path and straying? Do they see me walking by faith quietly accepting whatever the Lord has set in my path? Or do they see a bitter complaining woman who questions God's every move in her life? If my children see in me joy and submission in my walk before the Lord, it will be attractive to them and they will want what I have. If my peace shows who can say they won't want that ? If my children know that Christ is my Object and that He is the One I aim to please, they will "run after" Him as well. Who, but a mother, has that kind of influence on the life of her children?&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/1235511775121776836-765730263421633905?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/765730263421633905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=765730263421633905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/765730263421633905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/765730263421633905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2009/02/draw-me.html' title='&quot;Draw Me&quot;'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SZSW22nCdvI/AAAAAAAACFg/7aW4_gD8drU/s72-c/cairngorm-15x20-rectangle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-2219044714046352908</id><published>2009-01-03T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T10:43:08.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SV-vcAVLOfI/AAAAAAAACBE/PepD-HplVOo/s1600-h/snow+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287137383216265714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SV-vcAVLOfI/AAAAAAAACBE/PepD-HplVOo/s320/snow+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been listening to some tapes by C.E. Lunden. He had a series of meetings at Lassen in the 80's on Peter. They are titled: "God's Ways With Peter". Five tapes altogether. Even though I was there at the time I'm enjoying them again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Holiness and intelligence come from conpanionship with Jesus and no other way."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Calling Jesus Lord. That means that you're subject to the Word of God. And not just partially subject, but aiming to be at all times subject to the Word of God. And I'll tell you that that's the only happy life because Jesus knows more than you do about what makes you happy. Cuz He made you. And if you go by His directions you will be happy. If you refuse those directions you will not be happy. There's no way to be happy except the way your Creator has ordered it. And your loving Saviour."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-2219044714046352908?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/2219044714046352908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=2219044714046352908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/2219044714046352908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/2219044714046352908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-been-listening-to-some-tapes-by-c.html' title=''/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SV-vcAVLOfI/AAAAAAAACBE/PepD-HplVOo/s72-c/snow+051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-1052289613698537183</id><published>2008-12-07T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T09:17:28.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Rewards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STwC9-j6E1I/AAAAAAAAB5c/SlH4B5iuQyw/s1600-h/snakeskin-flat-oval.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277096127160259410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STwC9-j6E1I/AAAAAAAAB5c/SlH4B5iuQyw/s320/snakeskin-flat-oval.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my daughters was worrying that she wasn't doing much for the Lord in the way of service for Him. We were driving down the freeway after taking someone home from some kind of function. I said, " what do you mean? You just took so and so home and now you are driving me home. Just because something is not public or 'great' doesn't mean it won't be acknowledge by the Lord as a service for Him." I've been contemplating lately just exactly does the Lord find of great value in His sight of what we do for Him. I just heard recently that some young person just left the gathered saints because he felt he could do "greater" things for the Lord elsewhere! What he really meant is that the sphere here was too small. Getting back to my daughter. I told her that the Lord places a very high value on faithfulness. By just carrying on in the path of faithfulness being gathered to the Lord's name and being content to support His testimony is of great value to Him. But there is even something of more value than that! And that is communion. Do we spend time in His presence? Do we spend time with Him just talking to Him as we go about our day? He wants to hear my voice. He wants to hear your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;John 15 talks about fruit bearing. It says in verse five that if ye abide in Him and He abides in you, you bring forth much fruit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-1052289613698537183?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/1052289613698537183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=1052289613698537183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/1052289613698537183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/1052289613698537183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/12/great-rewards.html' title='Great Rewards'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STwC9-j6E1I/AAAAAAAAB5c/SlH4B5iuQyw/s72-c/snakeskin-flat-oval.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-4333198448559197210</id><published>2008-10-27T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:49:26.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"He Shall Give You Another Comforter, That He May Abide With You Forever"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQXkSM2f5gI/AAAAAAAABuE/kWfK9HubnaE/s1600-h/goldstone-tube-4x6mm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261862740990879234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQXkSM2f5gI/AAAAAAAABuE/kWfK9HubnaE/s320/goldstone-tube-4x6mm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard about a telephone conversation Bruce had with someone. It was about the Spirit of God. The question was raised, "Does the Spirit leave the believer (and thus the church) at the rapture so that He can work on earth with the saints through the tribulation?" I suppose, like all of us, he just needed to be reminded of the Scripture in John to answer his questions. That reminds me of a quote I've heard a lot over the years. "Immerse yourself in the Scriptures so that you end up thinking in the language of Scripture." (KLA paraphrase.) There's a book by H.P. Barker called "The Holy Spirit Here Today". In it Mr. Barker takes up subjects to do with the Holy Spirit and out association with Him. Each subject takes about a paragraph or two of space so is thus short and concise. My kind of book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-4333198448559197210?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/4333198448559197210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=4333198448559197210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/4333198448559197210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/4333198448559197210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/10/he-shall-give-you-another-comforter.html' title='&quot;He Shall Give You Another Comforter, That He May Abide With You Forever&quot;'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQXkSM2f5gI/AAAAAAAABuE/kWfK9HubnaE/s72-c/goldstone-tube-4x6mm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-1842334987799230878</id><published>2008-09-29T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T12:28:14.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brought to Him by Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SOErP1Iv9XI/AAAAAAAABrE/TYvPFUImWdY/s1600-h/tiger-eye-cube-6x6mm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251526191452517746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SOErP1Iv9XI/AAAAAAAABrE/TYvPFUImWdY/s320/tiger-eye-cube-6x6mm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Does someone come to your mind that you've not thought of in months? Even years? Perhaps it's a gentle nudge from the Lord in bringing that person to mind so that you can bring him before the throne of grace. There may be a special need just at that time for them and the Lord is bringing you into fellowship with that need. Don't hesitate. Pray. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I cannot tell why there should come to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A thought of someone miles and years away, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In swift insistence on the memory,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unless there is a need that I should pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are too busy to spare thought &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For days together of some friends away;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhaps Gpod does it for us-- and we ought&lt;br /&gt;To read His signal as a sign to pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhaps just then my friend has fiercer fight, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A more appalling weakness, a decay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of courage, darkness, some lost sense of right;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so, in case he needs my prayers--I pray."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;From: "How I know God Answers Prayer" by Rosalind Goforth&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/1235511775121776836-1842334987799230878?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/1842334987799230878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=1842334987799230878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/1842334987799230878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/1842334987799230878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/09/brought-to-him-by-prayer.html' title='Brought to Him by Prayer'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SOErP1Iv9XI/AAAAAAAABrE/TYvPFUImWdY/s72-c/tiger-eye-cube-6x6mm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-6029812301556462064</id><published>2008-07-14T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T09:47:08.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Power</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SCzsRxoTKjI/AAAAAAAABMY/2YnLIx9NtZ4/s1600-h/to+sort+02-05-08+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200791459830377010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SCzsRxoTKjI/AAAAAAAABMY/2YnLIx9NtZ4/s320/to+sort+02-05-08+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;"The power of testimony and personal holiness comes through prayer." C.E. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lunden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we want real power in our lives it has to be gotten by private means. It's not something that we have been born with. It is gotten on our knees, with our faces in the dust, in private before the Lord. It is not gotten by ill means, by public display of piety or any such thing. It has to be between us and our Lord with no one to witness. Public display plays no part. To be seen of others so they will note how godly we are is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hypocrisy&lt;/span&gt;. The very thought of it is an oxymoron. The result of prayer is communion with our God and it brings us down to humility. If we pray to be seen of men, that's pride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can not hide that we have not been in secret with the Lord. It will show in our manner of life--the way we talk, of what we talk, the way we respond to every day life, even when we pray aloud. People know. It shows how much time you actually spend in quiet communion with the Lord. There is no fast track to personal godliness. It is not gained overnight. It takes time and those who spend the time will be marked as such.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-6029812301556462064?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/6029812301556462064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=6029812301556462064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/6029812301556462064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/6029812301556462064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/07/real-power.html' title='Real Power'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SCzsRxoTKjI/AAAAAAAABMY/2YnLIx9NtZ4/s72-c/to+sort+02-05-08+119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-2307750491110853957</id><published>2008-05-31T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T11:38:04.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternal Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SEGZj89WtiI/AAAAAAAABOw/jTpJGatOegE/s1600-h/african-red-jasper-puffed-coin-50mm3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206611487154943522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SEGZj89WtiI/AAAAAAAABOw/jTpJGatOegE/s320/african-red-jasper-puffed-coin-50mm3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Nothing is to quench the believer's joy for it is occasioned by that which is eternal." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;F.B. Hole, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Thess&lt;/span&gt;., p.132&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I occupy my mind with all that the Lord has done for me, all that He has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;in store&lt;/span&gt; for me and all that He is doing for me right at this moment I can rejoice in Him. My future is secure. I do not know what this life may have for me...sickness, sorrow, pain. But because I know that where I am going after this short life is over can only be pure joy and bliss I can rejoice even today. My future is very bright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-2307750491110853957?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/2307750491110853957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=2307750491110853957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/2307750491110853957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/2307750491110853957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/05/eternal-joy.html' title='Eternal Joy'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SEGZj89WtiI/AAAAAAAABOw/jTpJGatOegE/s72-c/african-red-jasper-puffed-coin-50mm3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-6373192289508931033</id><published>2008-05-15T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T19:00:56.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust and Rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SCzqKhoTKiI/AAAAAAAABMQ/-l273xFzzuA/s1600-h/to+sort+02-05-08+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200789136253069858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SCzqKhoTKiI/AAAAAAAABMQ/-l273xFzzuA/s320/to+sort+02-05-08+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"If you are in the deep shadows because of some strange, mysterious providence, do not be afraid. Simply go on in faith and love, never doubting. God is watching, and He will bring good and beauty out of all your pain and tears."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;J. R. Miller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trust and rest when all around thee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Puts thy faith to sorest test;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let no fear or foe confound thee, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wait for God and trust and rest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trust and rest with heart abiding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like a birdling in its nest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Underneath His feathers hiding, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fold thy wings and trust and rest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Found among my notes--from an old friend, 1977)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-6373192289508931033?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/6373192289508931033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=6373192289508931033' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/6373192289508931033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/6373192289508931033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/05/trust-and-rest.html' title='Trust and Rest'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SCzqKhoTKiI/AAAAAAAABMQ/-l273xFzzuA/s72-c/to+sort+02-05-08+117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-7498746536164661396</id><published>2008-05-01T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T14:02:17.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Service in Training Of Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SBolamyTceI/AAAAAAAABKU/KeSVshjMGzE/s1600-h/citrine-bi-cone-crystal+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195506259143651810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SBolamyTceI/AAAAAAAABKU/KeSVshjMGzE/s320/citrine-bi-cone-crystal+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've been wondered if one of the reasons the Lord gives us children, (who are so dependent and helpless when they are born), is to reveal to us how much we actually have put ourselves first in our own lives. When your young child is very small his demands are immediate -whether it be a wet diaper, food or sleep, those needs come before your own and have to be met or you "hear about it" til they are! I never knew how selfish I was until I had children. Of course, we are obliged to train our children in such a way that they soon realize that the world does not revolve around them. If we fail to do so we soon find out that we are raising selfish tyrants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about servants in the kingdom and how it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;relates&lt;/span&gt; to us. When I take the low place and become a servant I can take no offence. When I expect to "spend and be spent" I can't feel as if people are taking advantage of me. If I give myself wholly to others and in the Lord's service and don't expect anything in return I will not be disappointed when I receive no thanks or even acknowledgement for what I've done. These are the verses that have prompted these thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 5:42 "Give to him that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;asketh&lt;/span&gt; thee, and from him that would borrow of thee, turn not thou away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 12:15 "Spend and be spent." Paul says: "I will very gladly spend and be spent ('utterly spent', &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;JND&lt;/span&gt; Translation) for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the "spend" refers to what we willingly do of our own accord and that the "be spent" is when others take advantage of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not in this world for ourselves or for our own gain except in the way that it relates to how the Lord is using life to train us for the kingdom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; for our eternal blessing. More and more I am realizing that I'm here to serve. And more and more I'm realizing how selfish I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now try to balance that with raising and training children! As a servant you would do everything for them! But that would be a disservice to them, wouldn't it? They too need to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;servants&lt;/span&gt;. And so we go through our lives being servants of the Lord and others with our children right by our sides. And we give them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;responsibilities&lt;/span&gt; (ie, around the house), not because we do not want to serve them but because they too need to learn to be servants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-7498746536164661396?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/7498746536164661396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=7498746536164661396' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/7498746536164661396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/7498746536164661396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-been-wondered-if-one-of-reasons.html' title='Our Service in Training Of Children'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SBolamyTceI/AAAAAAAABKU/KeSVshjMGzE/s72-c/citrine-bi-cone-crystal+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-1959498343021950768</id><published>2008-04-17T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T12:12:07.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Service of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SAefXJ-jWiI/AAAAAAAABKM/Ik4oESPnMwU/s1600-h/to+sort+02-05-08+195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190292315731876386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SAefXJ-jWiI/AAAAAAAABKM/Ik4oESPnMwU/s320/to+sort+02-05-08+195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Is there someone who comes to your mind, a friend or family member, who would be honored and encouraged by an expression of your love and appreciation? Then do something to show it--while the person is still alive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haddon&lt;/span&gt; Robinson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"A heart that is full of compassion for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;others&lt;/span&gt; is less likely to be absorbed in its own sorrows and poisoned by its own self pity."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ P.M. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Derham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now when Jesus was in Bethany, in the house of Simon the leper, there came unto Him a woman having an alabaster box of very precious ointment, and poured it on His head, as he sat at meat. But when His disciples saw it, they had indignation, saying, 'to what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;purpose&lt;/span&gt; is this waste? For this ointment might have been sold for much, and given to the poor.' When Jesus understood it, He said unto them, 'Why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;trouble&lt;/span&gt; ye the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt;? For she hath wrought a good work upon Me. For ye have the poor always with you; but Me ye have not always. For in that she hath poured this ointment on My body, she did it for My burial.' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I believe a good rule of thumb to live by is this: do what you &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to do for yourself, but make the majority of your life a service for others.&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/1235511775121776836-1959498343021950768?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/1959498343021950768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=1959498343021950768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/1959498343021950768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/1959498343021950768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/04/service-of-love.html' title='The Service of Love'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SAefXJ-jWiI/AAAAAAAABKM/Ik4oESPnMwU/s72-c/to+sort+02-05-08+195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-5418698306143704709</id><published>2008-04-03T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:30:56.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Thoughts on the Raising of Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_Uti-bdyZI/AAAAAAAABJc/rY8iMDDeLiA/s1600-h/to+sort+03-31-08+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185100624883992978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_Uti-bdyZI/AAAAAAAABJc/rY8iMDDeLiA/s320/to+sort+03-31-08+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little while ago (last year!) we enjoyed being in Kirkland for their all-day-meeting. The Adult Sunday School Class was very sobering for me and the things said could be very helpful for young parents. Hopefully, they listened because it's not too late for them. The reading took up Ephesians 5 and child rearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are at least four or five things to remember in raising children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Do not discipline in anger (I often put my children "in ward" until I could figure out what to do with them and until I could simmer down. "In ward" was their bedrooms.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Don't "roast" the brethren. (Criticism of the people you really do love is deadly).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Be in agreement as parents. Forbid them from playing one against the other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Have rules with relationship. The kids need to know that there is love behind the rules and that they are not arbitrary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Let the children know that ultimately they have to do with God and are responsible to Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that about does it for me. I feel slain.&lt;/div&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/1235511775121776836-5418698306143704709?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/5418698306143704709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=5418698306143704709' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/5418698306143704709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/5418698306143704709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/04/few-thoughts-on-raising-of-children.html' title='A Few Thoughts on the Raising of Children'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_Uti-bdyZI/AAAAAAAABJc/rY8iMDDeLiA/s72-c/to+sort+03-31-08+140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-7532096665194224219</id><published>2008-04-01T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T10:41:39.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Mother's Life-Work"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R-A5BNh6JuI/AAAAAAAABGE/1BmN6AYifxQ/s1600-h/korean-jade-flat-rectangle-15x20x6mm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179202264450606818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R-A5BNh6JuI/AAAAAAAABGE/1BmN6AYifxQ/s320/korean-jade-flat-rectangle-15x20x6mm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My work at home lies with the olive branches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thou'st planted there, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To train them meekly for the heavenly garden &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Needs all my care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I may not in the woods and on the mountains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seek Thy lost sheep;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At home a little flock of tender lambkins &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Tis mine to keep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thou givest to Thy servants each his life-work;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No trumpet tone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will tell the nations in triumphant pealing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How mine was done-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But 'twill be much, if, when the task is ended, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through grace from Thee, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I give Thee back, undimmed, the radiant jewels &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thou gavest me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~Selected&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/1235511775121776836-7532096665194224219?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/7532096665194224219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=7532096665194224219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/7532096665194224219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/7532096665194224219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/03/mothers-work.html' title='&quot;A Mother&apos;s Life-Work&quot;'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R-A5BNh6JuI/AAAAAAAABGE/1BmN6AYifxQ/s72-c/korean-jade-flat-rectangle-15x20x6mm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-2987961640028823624</id><published>2008-03-31T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T10:39:18.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Would You Change What You Just Did?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_Ehn-bdyFI/AAAAAAAABG8/atJ-w8fYeH4/s1600-h/to+sort+03-31-08+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183961616736962642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_Ehn-bdyFI/AAAAAAAABG8/atJ-w8fYeH4/s320/to+sort+03-31-08+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Act in the way you want it to come out at the judgment seat of Christ." J. Brereton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-2987961640028823624?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/2987961640028823624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=2987961640028823624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/2987961640028823624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/2987961640028823624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/03/would-you-change-what-you-just-did.html' title='Would You Change What You Just Did?'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_Ehn-bdyFI/AAAAAAAABG8/atJ-w8fYeH4/s72-c/to+sort+03-31-08+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-5466668157497636733</id><published>2008-03-18T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:39:11.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Consecration and Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R-A07dh6JtI/AAAAAAAABF8/RV1ufv5Nu-8/s1600-h/for-blog6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179197767619847890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R-A07dh6JtI/AAAAAAAABF8/RV1ufv5Nu-8/s320/for-blog6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"God wants us before He wants anything we can do for Him. There is a danger of being consecrated to service for the Lord, rather than to the Lord Himself." ~The Christian Digest, vol. X, No. 3, p. 31, March, 1945.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so easy to be caught up in doing, doing, doing for the Lord without thought of what He really wants. And that is communion with Himself. He desires our company every single moment of the day. "Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me." Rev. 3:20. But He won't push at the door. We must open to Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-5466668157497636733?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/5466668157497636733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=5466668157497636733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/5466668157497636733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/5466668157497636733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/03/consecration-and-service.html' title='Consecration and Service'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R-A07dh6JtI/AAAAAAAABF8/RV1ufv5Nu-8/s72-c/for-blog6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-6570349238726511866</id><published>2008-03-08T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T14:20:21.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Slothful Man"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9L2WNh6JpI/AAAAAAAABFc/9VabX0mynrc/s1600-h/to+sort+02-18b-08+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175469783251560082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9L2WNh6JpI/AAAAAAAABFc/9VabX0mynrc/s320/to+sort+02-18b-08+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The slothful man roasteth not that which he took in hunting." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How often is it that we read our Bibles, pray and go out about our day with no thought of what we just read? Or how often do we come away from a meeting saying, "That was a great meeting!" and then never think of it again? If we can't get a hold of everything that was before us, perhaps there was just one thought we can hang on to and meditate on throughout the day. Even to go over our notes of meetings the next time we have a quiet time would be "roasting" what we took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been said that "meditation is a lost art". Psalm 1 says that "in His law doth he meditate day and night" and the result was friut for God. "And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season. and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper." Ps. 1:3. Do I, do you, want to be slothful or fruitful and prosperous? Being fruitful would mean we bear the attributes of Christ as in the fruit of the Spirit, ie, love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance. Prosperous? Perhaps it would be enjoying the benefits of one who bears those attributes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If any be a hearer of the Word, and not a doer, he is like unto a man beholding his natural face in a glass: for he beholdeth himself and goeth his way, and straightway forgetteth what manner of man he was." James 1:23-24&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-6570349238726511866?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/6570349238726511866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=6570349238726511866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/6570349238726511866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/6570349238726511866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/03/slothful-man.html' title='&quot;The Slothful Man&quot;'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9L2WNh6JpI/AAAAAAAABFc/9VabX0mynrc/s72-c/to+sort+02-18b-08+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-8714144047183946503</id><published>2008-02-29T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T12:46:58.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Say Little, Serve All, Pass On" ~JND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8hufAqtPhI/AAAAAAAABEk/8Ns7Cr7gsAM/s1600-h/to+sort+02-12-08+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172505651069140498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8hufAqtPhI/AAAAAAAABEk/8Ns7Cr7gsAM/s320/to+sort+02-12-08+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you seek a place? among your brethren? Don't. Be content with that lowly, obscure, out of the way place that the Lord has put you. He sees everything and makes a note of all that you've done for Him. Go quietly on with the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh, to be emptier, lowlier,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mean, unnoticed, and unknown, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to God a vessel holier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Filled with Christ and Christ alone."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Anonymous)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Wherefore also we pray always for you, that our God would count you worthy of this calling, and fulfil all the good pleasure of His goodness, and the work of faith with power: that the name of our Lord Jesus Christ may be glorified in you, and ye in Him, according to the grace of our God and the Lord Jesus Christ." 2 Thessalonians 1:11-12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-8714144047183946503?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/8714144047183946503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=8714144047183946503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/8714144047183946503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/8714144047183946503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/02/say-little-serve-all-pass-on-jnd.html' title='&quot;Say Little, Serve All, Pass On&quot; ~JND'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8hufAqtPhI/AAAAAAAABEk/8Ns7Cr7gsAM/s72-c/to+sort+02-12-08+098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-1051506981377248422</id><published>2008-02-28T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T13:33:56.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8cmT4vuihI/AAAAAAAABEI/BDvTa1F22pw/s1600-h/to+sort+02-12-08+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172144820150241810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8cmT4vuihI/AAAAAAAABEI/BDvTa1F22pw/s320/to+sort+02-12-08+158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Did you give him a smile?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was downcast and blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the smile would have helped him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To battle it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you give him a hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was slipping down hill,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the world, so I fancied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was using him ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you give him a word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you show him the road?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~Anonymous~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A certain priest...and likewise a Levite...looked on him, and passed by on the othere side." Luke 10:31, 32.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Onesiphorus...oft refreshed me." 2 Timothy 1:16 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-1051506981377248422?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/1051506981377248422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=1051506981377248422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/1051506981377248422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/1051506981377248422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/02/did-you.html' title='Did You?'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8cmT4vuihI/AAAAAAAABEI/BDvTa1F22pw/s72-c/to+sort+02-12-08+158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-1752497561310554023</id><published>2008-02-25T10:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T18:01:21.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obedience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8MJ2ovuiNI/AAAAAAAABBk/cECuQDH1XsQ/s1600-h/black-moss-agate-puffed-diamond-14mm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170987631406647506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8MJ2ovuiNI/AAAAAAAABBk/cECuQDH1XsQ/s320/black-moss-agate-puffed-diamond-14mm2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think that it is of the utmost importance that a child learns obedience. If he does not know how to obey you might as well forget about the rest. The same is true about us and God, our Father. It's a lesson that He will teach us over and over until we learn it. And then again just to make sure. It boils down to submission: the realization that He knows best. We can knock our heads against the wall again and again but until we finally rest in submission to His will we won't be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Submission is the "serene expression of one at perfect peace in the hand of God." (selected) It is not resignation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems to me that obedience is an act and submission is an attitude. One can be obedient without being submissive. But can one be submissive without obedience? It probably goes beyond obedience. Perhaps obedience is a moot point when one is submissive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I often would tell my children, "Obedience is not obedience unless it's immediate." Otherwise it's on their time table and at their wim as to when and whether they are going to obey. That's not obedience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-1752497561310554023?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/1752497561310554023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=1752497561310554023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/1752497561310554023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/1752497561310554023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/02/obedience.html' title='Obedience'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8MJ2ovuiNI/AAAAAAAABBk/cECuQDH1XsQ/s72-c/black-moss-agate-puffed-diamond-14mm2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-4010010975832266952</id><published>2008-02-22T10:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T10:06:45.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventure called "Life"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R78PEYvuiMI/AAAAAAAABBc/XWOOIzyK8bM/s1600-h/african-bloodstone-round-30mm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169867465281145026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R78PEYvuiMI/AAAAAAAABBc/XWOOIzyK8bM/s320/african-bloodstone-round-30mm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "To see God's hand in everything makes life a great adventure."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-4010010975832266952?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/4010010975832266952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=4010010975832266952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/4010010975832266952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/4010010975832266952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/02/adventure-called-life.html' title='The Adventure called &quot;Life&quot;'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R78PEYvuiMI/AAAAAAAABBc/XWOOIzyK8bM/s72-c/african-bloodstone-round-30mm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-4673773987567562005</id><published>2008-02-21T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T10:48:30.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Follies and Faults</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R73Gx4vuiLI/AAAAAAAABBU/wkoOXACVQV4/s1600-h/cat-eye-4mm-lt-pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169506507639654578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R73Gx4vuiLI/AAAAAAAABBU/wkoOXACVQV4/s320/cat-eye-4mm-lt-pink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "How often are our follies and our faults the opportunity for the display of the grace and wisdom of God and for the fulfilment of His counsels hidden from the world until then! Our sins and faults alone have conduced to the glorious accomplishment of these counsels in Christ." JND Synopsis, vol. 1, p.412 (I Samuel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often get very discouraged because we have failed. Yet, we should feel shame in that we have dishonored the Lord. The remedy, though, is not to dwell on our past mistakes, but to judge them and go on, realizing that God will use them to teach us what He wants us to learn. What a wonderful God that even our failures can be turned to blessing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-4673773987567562005?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/4673773987567562005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=4673773987567562005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/4673773987567562005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/4673773987567562005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/02/follies-and-faults.html' title='Follies and Faults'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R73Gx4vuiLI/AAAAAAAABBU/wkoOXACVQV4/s72-c/cat-eye-4mm-lt-pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-2306354992793335459</id><published>2008-02-20T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T17:57:23.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humility</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7zaP4vuiJI/AAAAAAAABBE/KmG7MiGSK2M/s1600-h/to+sort+02-18b-08+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169246438779947154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7zaP4vuiJI/AAAAAAAABBE/KmG7MiGSK2M/s320/to+sort+02-18b-08+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Humility is perpetual quietness of heart. It is to have no trouble. It is never to be fretted or vexed or irritatited, never disappointed. It is to expect nothing done against me. It is to be at rest when nobody praises me, and when I am blamed or despised. It is to have a blessed home in myself where I can go in and shut the door and kneel to my Father in secret and be at rest and peace as in a deep sea of calmness when all around and above me is trouble." ~selected&lt;br /&gt;(From my notes, October 1974)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-2306354992793335459?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/2306354992793335459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=2306354992793335459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/2306354992793335459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/2306354992793335459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/02/humility.html' title='Humility'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7zaP4vuiJI/AAAAAAAABBE/KmG7MiGSK2M/s72-c/to+sort+02-18b-08+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-8685334186543722842</id><published>2008-02-19T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T08:46:28.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Loving God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7sHxovuh9I/AAAAAAAAA-s/OSuD314ii54/s1600-h/autumn-jasper-flat-rectangle-14x16mm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168733546670360530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7sHxovuh9I/AAAAAAAAA-s/OSuD314ii54/s320/autumn-jasper-flat-rectangle-14x16mm2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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. What is it about this verse that makes it easy for even the youngest child to memorize? It's one of the verses that is so common that even the man of the street can recite it. I suppose the Lord made it that way so that if a person only knew this one verse he could be saved. For this verse has everything in it that a person needs to get to heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"God does the loving and giving. We do the believing and having." ~Bruce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-8685334186543722842?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/8685334186543722842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=8685334186543722842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/8685334186543722842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/8685334186543722842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/02/loving-god.html' title='A Loving God'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7sHxovuh9I/AAAAAAAAA-s/OSuD314ii54/s72-c/autumn-jasper-flat-rectangle-14x16mm2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1235511775121776836.post-936679222991796864</id><published>2008-02-18T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T18:00:35.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Godliness with Contentment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7zbA4vuiKI/AAAAAAAABBM/r_nLutZfy58/s1600-h/to+sort+02-18b-08+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169247280593537186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7zbA4vuiKI/AAAAAAAABBM/r_nLutZfy58/s320/to+sort+02-18b-08+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Scriptures tell us to be content with food and raiment, (1 Timothy 6:8). Enough to eat, clothing to wear, and a roof over our heads. But there's something even better than that. The Bible tells us that godliness added to contentment is great gain, (1 Timothy 6:6). And how does one "get godly"? I suppose that spending time reading the Bible and praying is good place to start. That's where we can learn more about God. When you're occupied with something you become like that object. Thus occupation with Christ is a sure way to make one godly. Because we cannot read our Bibles all day long, it's just not practical, we can take the Scriptures with us when we memorize verses and bring them to mind during the day. And we can certainly pray (without ceasing) as we go about our business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1235511775121776836-936679222991796864?l=wildernessbread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/feeds/936679222991796864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1235511775121776836&amp;postID=936679222991796864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/936679222991796864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1235511775121776836/posts/default/936679222991796864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildernessbread.blogspot.com/2008/02/godliness-with-contentment.html' title='Godliness with Contentment'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7zbA4vuiKI/AAAAAAAABBM/r_nLutZfy58/s72-c/to+sort+02-18b-08+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
