<?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-30257820</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:26:07.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>more than rubies</title><subtitle type='html'>reflections from quiet time inspirations.

"A [woman] of noble character who can find? She is worth far more than rubies...charm is deceptive and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised."                
    -Proverbs 31: 10,30</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-6013934012825747500</id><published>2009-12-29T16:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T16:08:36.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Look.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;In an effort to simplify the technological aspects of my life, I have consolidated my blogs into one blog via WordPress. Although I am slowly working on changing all those white-fonted posts to black font, all the previous posts are on my new blog... here's the address and the link for A Way in the Desert:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://awayinthedesert.wordpress.com/"&gt;awayinthedesert.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Enjoy! See you there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-6013934012825747500?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/6013934012825747500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=6013934012825747500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/6013934012825747500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/6013934012825747500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-look.html' title='A New Look.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-5783748396570989891</id><published>2009-08-23T20:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:28:53.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You don't need a man by your side to validate you as a woman. You already are loved and valued. You're good enough exactly as you are. Do you believe this? Because it's true. You have limitless worth and value. If you embrace this truth, it will affect every area of life, especially your relationship with men. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You are worth dying for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;...there is a mystery to you, infinite depth and endless complexity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your strength is a beautiful thing. And when you live in it, when you carry yourself with the honor and dignity that are yours. It forces the men around you to relate to you on more than just a flesh level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You are worth dying for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When you live in your true identity, when you find your worth and value in your Creator, when you live "in Christ," in who you really are, you force him to rethink what it means to be a man&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Excerpts from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sex God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;, by Rob Bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-5783748396570989891?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/5783748396570989891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=5783748396570989891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5783748396570989891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5783748396570989891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2009/08/woman.html' title='Woman.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-4364639222879395834</id><published>2009-08-16T18:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:49:03.925-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Unto Deep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"And O God, give me one grace, I pray. Give me the grace to give myself in prayer once again tomorrow. To believe that it matters. To put my heart before You though I feel so unproductive and unfruitful. Give me the grace to spend tomorrow once more before You in love. For I can think of no more noble way to spend a day than to spend it with You, whether I feel Your nearness or not. Oh, help me in the times of fainting. Give me the grace for one more day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"The Lord does not despise our weakness as we so often imagine. He is not caught off-guard by our frailty. Quite the contrary, as Creator and Savior, He loves and enjoys the process of our finding our strength in Him and learning to lean into Him. It is in our weakness that His strength is made perfect (2 Cor. 12:9), and it is out of weakness that we are made strong (Heb. 11:34). he has set up His kingdom with the inclusion of our weakness. . . [He] embraces us in this place as He beckons us to continually lift our weak voice and our weak gaze in prayer and communion with Him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;excerpts from &lt;em&gt;Deep Unto Deep&lt;/em&gt;, by Dana Candler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-4364639222879395834?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/4364639222879395834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=4364639222879395834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/4364639222879395834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/4364639222879395834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2009/08/deep-unto-deep.html' title='Deep Unto Deep'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-5644564292110258539</id><published>2009-08-09T12:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T12:39:22.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Set of Footprints.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You know those days when you wake up and just want to go back to bed, for maybe if you sleep again, things will be different when you wake up? Certainly it's not a frequent occurrence, but it is still that: an occurrence. Or, maybe you didn't sleep well, emotions are high and unruly, and everything is going exactly how you did not plan it: the computer won't load quickly, the email account flops around, your hair didn't "do," you're running late, the juice spills. And now it's raining. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Something that thing you thought was over still creeps into and seeps into your thoughts so often and then rears it's ugly head at the most inopportune times. It is the only earthly thing known to fail me not. Maybe I'm moody, just like today's weather. But, maybe I'm just tired of this too. Tired of trying to be the strong one all the time; tired of reminding myself to learn from this season; tired of trying to have faith that everything is for my good; tired of keeping the feelings down. Tired of the up and down and all-around tug-of-war-type dance with my emotions. Maybe I'm ready for a new season of life. . . I've been trying to learn from this season, trying to learn all I can about patience, contentment, and faith despite utter confusion, but I'm getting so frustrated and worn out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And yet we add on the most recent confusion-producing moments. Why must these random things happen to me? Why must I feel the results of others' coincidental mistakes that I should have never known about? What are You teaching me, Lord? Why don't I seem to learn the lesson, get the picture? Why must the paths of learning patience, faith, and contentment be so stinkin' difficult and cause so many tears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yet, I know that the Lord is faithful to lead me through anything He allows me to experience. He is faithful when I am faithless, and He is strong when I am weak because of the long, unending journey. Even when life does not seem to fit with "everything working together for my good," I know that Jehovah Jireh is my Provider for all that I could ever need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Perhaps this is just a time that I will look back on and see only one set of footprints. And that's okay with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;" &gt;Never does the human soul appear so strong as when it forgoes revenge, and dares forgive an injury.  ~E.H. Chapin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-5644564292110258539?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/5644564292110258539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=5644564292110258539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5644564292110258539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5644564292110258539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-set-of-footprints.html' title='One Set of Footprints.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-6909890375547593242</id><published>2009-06-10T20:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:40:35.877-04:00</updated><title type='text'>As We Prepare to Travel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrowmindedness... Broad, wholesome, charitable views of persons and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;- Mark Twain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I saw this quote in the front of a book on Paraguay and thought it was a good thought to ponder as we prepare to travel to cultures unlike our own and as we encourage those we meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-6909890375547593242?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/6909890375547593242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=6909890375547593242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/6909890375547593242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/6909890375547593242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2009/06/as-we-prepare-to-travel.html' title='As We Prepare to Travel'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-9203387547580504722</id><published>2009-04-24T21:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:08:39.015-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrapping Up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have one final left in my junior year of nursing school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After that, it's the beginning of a wonderful season of new and refreshing. I've grown weary from the challenges and facts of life recently; school is demanding, leaving no time to work through the loss of my dear Grandma. I'm looking forward to a few days of relaxation and laid-back moments next week... I'm hoping to have some time to journal, listen to music, nap, think, daydream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This year has been so good, so hard, and so draining. I learned so much, but it was so much in such a short time period, with additional things to deal with (like planning a summer trip and grieving the loss of my last living grandparent). I'm looking forward to being home, having my own space, resting, reviewing for NCLEX (it's only one year away now!). This summer will be a different summer, but a good one, I'm sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But, at this moment, I need to study for my Public Health Nursing clinical final. It's only a few days away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-9203387547580504722?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/9203387547580504722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=9203387547580504722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/9203387547580504722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/9203387547580504722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2009/04/wrapping-up.html' title='Wrapping Up.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-7076741488931504547</id><published>2009-03-18T18:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:04:51.744-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vision of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Come meet us, King Jesus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh wind of change blow through this temple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sweet Spirit of God, come and mend our hearts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For all we have are songs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Unless You come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Awaken what’s inside of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tune my heart to all You are in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Even though You’re here God come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And may the vision of You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Be the death of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And even though you’ve given everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus come&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Come free us, King Jesus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It’s the only way that freedom’s given &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;From You and You alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the work You’ve already done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For all we have are songs, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Unless You come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Awaken what’s inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Tune my heart to all You are in me&lt;br /&gt;Even though You’re here God come&lt;br /&gt;And may the vision of You&lt;br /&gt;Be the death of me&lt;br /&gt;And even though you’ve given everything&lt;br /&gt;Jesus come&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Here we are, Lord &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In this place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Crying out for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Your embrace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To hear Your voice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;More than songs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Please come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jesus come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vision of You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Shane and Shane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-7076741488931504547?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/7076741488931504547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=7076741488931504547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7076741488931504547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7076741488931504547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2009/03/vision-of-you.html' title='Vision of You'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-8092188125407286143</id><published>2009-02-18T08:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:40:06.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Desperately, helplessly, longingly I cried.&lt;br /&gt;Quietly, patiently, lovingly God replied.&lt;br /&gt;I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate.&lt;br /&gt;And the Master so gently said, "Child you must wait"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait? You say wait!" my indignant reply&lt;br /&gt;"Lord, I need answers. I need to know why!&lt;br /&gt;Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard?&lt;br /&gt;By FAITH I have asked, and am claiming your Word."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My future and all to which I can relate&lt;br /&gt;Hangs in the balance, and you tell me to WAIT?&lt;br /&gt;I'm needing a 'yes', a go-ahead sign.&lt;br /&gt;Or even a 'no' to which I can resign."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And Lord you promised that if we believe&lt;br /&gt;We need but to ask, and we shall recieve.&lt;br /&gt;And Lord, I've been asking, and this is my cry&lt;br /&gt;I'm weary of asking! I need a reply!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate&lt;br /&gt;As my Master replied once again, "You must wait"&lt;br /&gt;So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut&lt;br /&gt;And grumbled to God, "So, I'm waiting...for what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seemed then to kneel and his eyes wept with mine&lt;br /&gt;And he tenderly said, "I could give you a sign.&lt;br /&gt;I could shake the heavens, and darken the sun.&lt;br /&gt;I could raise the dead, and cause mountains to run".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All you seek, I could give, and pleased you would be.&lt;br /&gt;You would have what you want--but you wouldnt know ME.&lt;br /&gt;You'd not know the depth of my love for each saint;&lt;br /&gt;You'd not know the power that I give to the faint;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'd not learn to see through the clouds of dispair;&lt;br /&gt;You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there;&lt;br /&gt;You'd not know the joy of resting in me&lt;br /&gt;When darkness and silence were all you could see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'd never experience the fullness of love&lt;br /&gt;As the peace of my Spirit descends like a dove;&lt;br /&gt;You'd know that I give and I save...(for a start)&lt;br /&gt;But you'd not know the depth of the beat of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The glow of my comfort late into the night.&lt;br /&gt;The faith that I give when you walk without sight.&lt;br /&gt;The depth that's beyond getting just what you asked&lt;br /&gt;Of an infinite God, who makes what you have LAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'd never know should your pain quickly flee,&lt;br /&gt;What it means that 'My grace is sufficient for thee'.&lt;br /&gt;Yes your dreams for your loved ones overnight would come true.&lt;br /&gt;But, oh the loss! if I lost what I'm doing in you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, be silent, my child and in time you will see&lt;br /&gt;THAT THE GREATEST OF GIFTS IS TO GET TO KNOW ME.&lt;br /&gt;And though oft may my answers seem terribly late,&lt;br /&gt;My wisest of answers is still but to WAIT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Russell Kelfer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-8092188125407286143?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/8092188125407286143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=8092188125407286143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8092188125407286143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8092188125407286143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2009/02/waiting.html' title='Wait'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-2750701100866365606</id><published>2009-01-21T20:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:55:55.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nobility of Barren Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And O God, give me one grace, I pray. Give me the grace to give myself in prayer once again tomorrow. To believe that it matters. To put my heart before You though I feel so unproductive and unfruitful. Give me the grace to spend tomorrow once more before You in love. For I can think of no more noble way to spend a day than to spend it with You, whether I feel Your nearness or not. Oh, help me in the times of fainting. Give me the grace for one more day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Excerpt from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Deep Unto Deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;, a book by Dana Candler about "finding the richness of intimacy we were made for."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-2750701100866365606?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/2750701100866365606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=2750701100866365606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2750701100866365606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2750701100866365606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2009/01/nobility-of-barren-prayer.html' title='The Nobility of Barren Prayer'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-3478032054225722462</id><published>2008-12-19T22:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T22:11:04.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Accept Your Lot---For Now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "When God gives any man wealth and possessions, and enables him to enjoy them, to accept his lot and be happy in his work--this is a gift of God."  Ecclesiastes 5:19 NIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   When I was feeling somewhat down and depressed over a disappointing situation that I faced recently, the Lord led me to some wisdom from His Word that helped me to see things from a new perspective.  First, He showed me a verse from Ecclesiastes 5:19 (NIV), which says that one of the gifts of God is for someone to "accept his lot."  Although I was certain that God was speaking to me, everything inside of me resisted the idea of my accepting my situation as it was.  After all, I'm a woman of faith, a Word-filled believer, who strives for supernatural victory in every circumstance.  Why should I accept less than God's best in any situation?  When I got quiet in my spirit enough to allow myself to discern the Lord's "still, small voice," I realized that He was telling me, "Accept your lot--for now."  As He led me next to His instructions in Colossians 3:15 (NIV), I began to understand His logic:  "Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since...you were called to peace.  And be thankful."  I definitely had lost my peace because of my disheartening situation, and I was having difficulty being thankful.  And I was fully aware that my attitude and my perspective were displeasing to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Since I've spent so many years studying the Word of God, and doing my best to apply it to my life, I've come to believe with all my heart that the Lord wants us to prosper and succeed in every area.  But I also believe that He wants us to be satisfied and content with our present circumstances, while we wait on Him to lead us into better things.  This kind of waiting doesn't mean that we're passive and apathetic.  It means that we actively pray and stand in faith for His very best outcome in our situation.  And in the process, we maintain an attitude of gratitude, and a sense of peace.  Scripture says:  "Do not fret or have any anxiety about anything, but in every circumstance and in everything, by prayer and petition (definite requests), with thanksgiving, continue to make your wants known to God." (Philippians 4:6 AMP)  It's perfectly okay for us to "continue to make [our] wants known to God" when we are in a disappointing situation, but we must do it with hearts filled with gratitude for what He's already done in our lives.  The next verse in this passage says:  "And God's peace [shall be yours, that tranquil state of a soul assured of its salvation through Christ, and so fearing nothing from God and being content with its earthly lot of whatever sort that is, that peace] which transcends all understanding shall garrison and mount guard over your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus." (Philippians 4:7 AMP)  As we decide to be "content with [our] earthly lot," we will experience the peace of mind and heart that will enable us to go on and enjoy our lives while we wait for the Lord to act on our behalf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Never being satisfied with our circumstances not only robs us of our peace, but it steals our joy, which the Bible says is our strength. (Nehemiah 8:10)  Then we become weak and weary over even the littlest things.  We lose our focus.  And we become unfruitful.  It's hard for us to pray, or to walk in faith.  Our lack of satisfaction begins to consume us, and it eventually affects our relationships and our health.  Scripture says:  "Be satisfied with your present [circumstances and with what you have]; for He [God] Himself has said, I will not in any way fail you nor give you up nor leave you without support." (Hebrews 13:5 AMP)  This is the Lord's reassurance that no matter how our situation looks, we have not been abandoned by our Creator and Sustainer.  As long as we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; looking to Him to meet our needs, we can be sure that His help is on the way.  The apostle Paul wrote:  "Be thankful in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you who belong to Christ Jesus." (1 Thessalonians 5:18 NLT)  Being grateful and content with our circumstances opens the door to divine blessings, rewards, and opportunities.  On the other hand, a lack of satisfaction and gratitude will stall us on the path to God's perfect plans and purposes for us.  If you are in a disappointing place right now, I encourage you to make a quality decision to get joyful and thankful right where you are.  Believe God for better t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hings--and open the door to the peace and provision that belong to you in Christ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;(Devotional by J.M. Farro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-3478032054225722462?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/3478032054225722462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=3478032054225722462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/3478032054225722462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/3478032054225722462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/12/accept-your-lot-for-now.html' title='Accept Your Lot---For Now.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-7799163700666690625</id><published>2008-11-11T17:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T17:19:23.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>::Strive::</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2 Corinthians 6:4-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Rather, as servants of God we commend ourselves in every way: in great endurance; in troubles, hardships and distresses; in beatings, imprisonments and riots; in hard work, sleepless nights and hunger; in purity, understanding, patience and kindness; in the Holy Spirit and in sincere love; in truthful speech and in the power of God; with weapons of righteousness in the right hand and in the left; through glory and dishonor, bad report and good report; genuine, yet regarded as impostors; known, yet regarded as unknown; dying, and yet we live on; beaten, and yet not killed; sorrowful, yet always rejoicing; poor, yet making many rich; having nothing, and yet possessing everything.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-7799163700666690625?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/7799163700666690625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=7799163700666690625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7799163700666690625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7799163700666690625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/11/strive.html' title='::Strive::'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-8200750777141301376</id><published>2008-11-03T22:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:39:17.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Me Your Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Looked down from a broken sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Traced out by the city lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="showResultLinks"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; My world from a mile high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Best seat in the house tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Touched down on the cold black top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Hold on for the sudden stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Breath in the familiar shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Of confusion and chaos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; All those people going somewhere, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Why have I never cared?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Give me Your eyes for just one second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Give me Your eyes so I can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Everything that I keep missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Give me Your love for humanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Give me Your arms for the broken hearted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Ones that are far beyond my reach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Give me Your heart for the ones forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Give me Your eyes so I can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Step out on a busy street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; See a girl and our eyes meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Does her best to smile at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; To hide what's underneath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; There's a man just to her right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Black suit and a bright red tie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Too ashamed to tell his wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He's out of work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He's buying time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; All those people going somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Why have I never cared?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I've been there a million times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; A couple of million eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Just moving past me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I swear I never thought that I was wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Well I want a second glance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; So give me a second chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; To see the way you see the people all along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Chorus (x2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Give Me Your Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;, Brandon Heath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Hmmmm, yessssss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-8200750777141301376?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/8200750777141301376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=8200750777141301376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8200750777141301376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8200750777141301376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/11/give-me-your-eyes.html' title='Give Me Your Eyes'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-3977471434128417137</id><published>2008-11-01T22:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:17:37.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>According to Webster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;weary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;exhausted in strength, endurance, vigor, or freshness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;having one's patience, tolerance, or pleasure exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_break"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-3977471434128417137?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/3977471434128417137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=3977471434128417137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/3977471434128417137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/3977471434128417137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/11/according-to-webster.html' title='According to Webster.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-7910037639826345129</id><published>2008-10-21T10:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T10:54:56.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Who I Was</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I wish you could see me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I wish I could show you how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm not who I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I used to be mad at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; A little on the hurt side too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; But I'm not who I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I found my way around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; To forgiving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Some time ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; But I never got to tell you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I found us in a photograph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I saw me and I had to laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; You know, I'm not who I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; You were there, you were right above me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And I wonder if you ever loved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Just for who I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; When the pain came back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Like a bitter friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It was all that I could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; To keep myself from blaming you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I reckon it's a funny thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I figured out I can sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Now I'm not who I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I write about love and such&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Maybe 'cause I want it so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm not who I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I was thinking maybe I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I should let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I am not the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; But I never did forget your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Well the thing I find most amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; In amazing grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Is the chance to give it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Maybe that's what love is all about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I wish you could see me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I wish I could show you how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm not who I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I'm Not Who I Was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;, Brandon Heath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Hmmmm. Yesssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-7910037639826345129?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/7910037639826345129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=7910037639826345129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7910037639826345129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7910037639826345129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-not-who-i-was.html' title='I&apos;m Not Who I Was'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-1819349047642992809</id><published>2008-10-20T21:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:58:52.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Groanings. Or Gibberish?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for God's people in accordance with the will of God. And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The passage says the Spirit intercedes for us when we are too weak to know how to pray. He intercedes not because we simply don't pray---but when we don't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; to pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Imagine this poignant scene. The child of God musters her last bit of strength to collapse before the throne of God. Words do not come---just groanings. . . The Spirit of God searches her heart, gathers her pain, and lifts it to the Father of all comfort. The Spirit of God, knowing both the depth of her agony and the will of the Father, can bring forth glory from even this. He insists that the Father usher overflowing comfort. He urges the child to let the Father have His way. He prays for things she could not bear to pray---that she lacks the courage to pray. He prays for glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Whispers of Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, Beth Moore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There are those things, those dates, those memories that nobody knows about. Or maybe a few people do, or maybe they've forgotten just like I almost forgot---until it hits hard and heavy. Those times when we're not sure how to pray. Those times when we're so excited but so confused. . . and absolutely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;impatient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; in every sense. Trust. Wait. Why?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm beginning to see a purpose in the mountain I crashed into earlier this year. The last few months have been an incredible, personal journey of discovery, calling and sparked interests. It's difficult to describe in a few paragraphs what has changed, what visions have changed, how the focus has changed, how the heart of the matter has changed. . . But, life is no longer focused on me and getting my life right. . . These days I am feeling so antsy to be beyond these institutional walls. . . I'm feeling more and more ready to be working, serving, living . . . living Christ's love, living as a citizen of another kingdom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But the mountain is still there. The wish for a teammate is still there. More evident on some days, like today, than on others. I still don't know how to pray. Praying for God's will, yes. But, also feeling the necessity to pray honestly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And hoping that there is some type of translation happening to this gibberish running through my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-1819349047642992809?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/1819349047642992809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=1819349047642992809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1819349047642992809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1819349047642992809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/10/groanings.html' title='Groanings. Or Gibberish?'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-2608334798420611018</id><published>2008-10-16T09:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T09:55:27.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Them Like Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The love of her life is drifting away&lt;br /&gt;They're losing the fight for another day&lt;br /&gt;The life that she's known is falling apart&lt;br /&gt;A fatherless home, a child's broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're holding her hand, you're straining for words&lt;br /&gt;You trying to make - sense of it all&lt;br /&gt;She's desperate for hope, darkness clouding her view&lt;br /&gt;She's looking to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just love her like Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;carry her to Him&lt;br /&gt;His yoke is easy,&lt;br /&gt;His burden is light&lt;br /&gt;You don't need the answers to all of life's questions&lt;br /&gt;Just know that He loves her and stay by her side&lt;br /&gt;Love her like Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Love her like Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gifts lie in wait, in a room painted blue&lt;br /&gt;Little blessing from Heaven would be there soon&lt;br /&gt;Hope fades in the night, blue skies turn to gray&lt;br /&gt;As the little one slips away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're holding her hand, you're straining for words&lt;br /&gt;You're trying to make sense of it all&lt;br /&gt;They're desperate for hope, darkness clouding their view&lt;br /&gt;They're looking to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just love them like Jesus, carry them to Him&lt;br /&gt;His yoke is easy, His burden is light&lt;br /&gt;You don't need the answers to all of life's questions&lt;br /&gt;Just know that He loves them and stay by their side&lt;br /&gt;Love them like Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord of all creation holds our lives in His hands&lt;br /&gt;The God of all the nations holds our lives in His hands&lt;br /&gt;The Rock of our salvation holds our lives in His hands&lt;br /&gt;He cares for them just as He cares for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So love them like Jesus, love them like Jesus&lt;br /&gt;You don't need the answers to all of life's questions&lt;br /&gt;Just know that He loves them and stay by their side&lt;br /&gt;Love them like Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Love them like Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love Them Like Jesus&lt;/em&gt;, Casting Crowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Citizens of another Kingdom, this should be our aim: to love like Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-2608334798420611018?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/2608334798420611018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=2608334798420611018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2608334798420611018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2608334798420611018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-them-like-jesus.html' title='Love Them Like Jesus'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-5415749315505546652</id><published>2008-10-04T12:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T12:55:09.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perseverance. Continued.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes I wish life didn't require perseverance. But, I guess we wouldn't learn, we wouldn't grow, we wouldn't become more Christ-like. It sure can be frustrating, though! This week was a challenging week; it was difficult to remain positive (I failed at that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; times). . . for some reason a bitter or negative attitude, one full of complaints, just seems easier than the effort required to be positive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Anyway, this week an opportunity to encouragement someone came during my clinical experience of observation in the OR and post-op recovery room (or PACU, for you medical professionals). I had the opportunity to watch an emergency surgery which was fascinating, but the circumstances surrounding the surgery were sad. However, I stayed with the patient during post-op, I could hold a hand, listen when the patient wanted to talk, and just be a quiet presence. But, it quickly became evident that the patient was a Christian. The patient was obviously sad and grieving, but the patient still recognized and testified that God is sovereign and uses all of our struggles to minister to others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Wow. I was blessed and challenged. How the patient could find the strength to be an encouragement to others despite the circumstances was incredible. It also put my troubles into perspective, and reinforced to me the importance of reaching out to others despite our busyness, our struggles, our heartaches. It reminded of the healing that can come from taking the focus off of ourselves and putting the focus back on God, the author of all of our days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Also, last weekend, one of the Cedarville '08 graduates was killed in a car accident. Obviously a shock to everyone, but in chapel two friends of the student shared that the verses marked by the ribbon in her Bible were Psalm 103: 13-17a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;As a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him; for he knows how we are formed, he remembers that we are dust. As for man, his days are like grass, he flourishes like a flower of the field; the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more. But from everlasting to everlasting the Lord's love is with those who fear him...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Alongside the verses, she had written something like "Life is short---live for eternity" (I can't remember the exact words, but it was enough to bring goosebumps and tears!) How minor my troubles seem in comparison to some and, in the midst of it all, God uses every moment to challenge us and encourage us. I am not guaranteed tomorrow or next week or after graduation, so how I am living today that brings glory to God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Remembering that requries perseverance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-5415749315505546652?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/5415749315505546652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=5415749315505546652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5415749315505546652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5415749315505546652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/10/perseverance-continued.html' title='Perseverance. Continued.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-4416237932220692641</id><published>2008-10-01T20:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:38:37.135-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a Breath.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nothing profound. It's just that I'm coming the end of my 7th week here at school, it's already October, clinical rotations are about to change, and fall break is in two weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And there has barely been time for breathing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 'Tis life, I suppose; but somehow this part of life seems wicked fast---and yet I find myself wishing this stage would hurry up and end at the same time? What am I thinking. . . wishing an even faster-paced life on myself?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There are parts of life I wish were different. Lord, teach me to treasure this time, this moment, this day. . . instead of always looking for that time, that moment, that day. Take these worries, these cares and use them for Your glory. Teach me to take time for You, to set aside time for You. Mold these desires, these deep wants. . . take them and prepare them for Your purposes. . . prepare them to be used as vessels of Your love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And, while I wait. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You are enough for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-4416237932220692641?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/4416237932220692641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=4416237932220692641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/4416237932220692641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/4416237932220692641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/10/take-breath.html' title='Take a Breath.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-6262376181374499648</id><published>2008-09-28T11:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T11:19:18.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When Perseverance Pays Off.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The last several weeks I have been battling some kind of respiratory bug (that's my medically-correct terminology coming out ; ) ). The first two weeks a cold settled into my chest and caused hacking coughs for two weeks. Ugh. Then I had a few days of peace and wellness until---whamo! a sore throat, a sniffles that quickly turned into a head cold. Double ugh. Finally that cold is on it's way out... I'm down to only a few sniffles each day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But, because life is so demanding, busy, and fast-paced right now I have no option except hang onto the ride for dear life clutching homework in one hand and a tissue box in the other hand. It has been difficult to not be able to take the time to "lay low" and re-energize. Yet, once again, God's faithfulness becomes evident in each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I can't do this on my own. It's been one of the biggest realizations this semester. I can do my part, but without God's guidance, strength and forgiveness, I simply will not make it to the end of nursing school. He alone is the solid Rock on which I will push through these next two years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The last several weeks have been difficult and even discouraging as I realized that the standards I previously put on myself simply wouldn't been attainable this semester. Despite hard work, the results weren't good. But, this week I saw God's hand in so many things: amazing power naps that re-energized me after clinicals; that extra boost of energy to study for several hours despite "working" a full day at clinicals; time management and prioritizing that I didn't know I had in me; feeling like I understood material "inside and out." And He chose to show His power through the great results He enabled me to get this week. It was a welcome encouragement; hey, I can do this after all. It will take work and maybe not match up to my standards of previous years, but that's okay. He's helping me to conquer (and learn!) this information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm learning that perseverance doesn't mean getting the perfect score, the best grade, the highest praise. Perseverance means doing what we can, with what we have, where we are, with a attitude that brings glory to Christ. Too many times I become focused on what I can't do instead of what I can do and how I can do it. Perseverance means being faithful to do our part, while relying on His strength and trusting that He will bring to completion what He has started. He has a reason for me to be here; He has a purpose for me to be spending four years doing this.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Perseverance means giving the glory back to God as He enables us and strengthens us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-6262376181374499648?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/6262376181374499648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=6262376181374499648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/6262376181374499648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/6262376181374499648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-perseverance-pays-off.html' title='When Perseverance Pays Off.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-2015875375352028738</id><published>2008-09-20T21:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:22:34.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Power Outage Perseverance</title><content type='html'>God provided an extra ounce of refreshment this week, an extra boost to tired spirits and overwhelmed brains. When the power went out last Sunday, we were &lt;i&gt;forced&lt;/i&gt; to take a break: no email, no internet, no movies. . .  just people and conversations, books and time with Jesus. Actually, this week I only had two days of classes---which was a huge blessing! This coming week I have two huge tests that are looming over my head, so the extra time last week was an added bonus: more time to study &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I realized the importance of peace and quiet in the midst of a stressful and daunting semester. I often don't have time to relax for very long because of the never-ending to-do list of this semester. It's not that I'm trying to hide behind my books. . . it's that I almost don't have any other option. Thankfully, studying with other people is essential for learning this type and volume of information, so the social end of things isn't necessarily lacking. Plus, it's been fun to get to know some people I only knew on a first-name-basis before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, because of the lighter schedule this week, I was able to find some time to encourage several friends who needed it. Again, it was through notes of encouragement and assuring them of my prayers. It's easy for me to forget that even though I can't offer someone time, I can still pray for them throughout my day. Often, my mind begins running in overdrive as soon as the alarm clock goes off and I am immediately submerged in all of my own problems, responsibilities and cares. But, this week the Lord gently reminded me of the power of prayer. . . the power of prayer in healing, in encouragement and in strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is always faithful, always lavishing blessings upon us. . . even lavishing power outages to emphasize those blessings! : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-2015875375352028738?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/2015875375352028738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=2015875375352028738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2015875375352028738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2015875375352028738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/09/power-outage-perseverance.html' title='Power Outage Perseverance'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-6212412112909187806</id><published>2008-09-17T22:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:26:16.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want to Be Like You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's not about me. It's about You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's not about us. It's about You reaching them, through us, Your vessels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Thank You for this change in focus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I Want to Be Like You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;, FFH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When I'm down, You are up for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  When I frown, You have a smile for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  And when I'm weak, You are strong for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  You are there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  You're always there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  When I fall, You will catch me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  When I call, You're quick to answer me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  And when I weep, You will weep with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  You are there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  You're always there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(And I want to be like You)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  Take my cross and follow after You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  (I want to be like You)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  Speak the truth in everything I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  (I want to be like You)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  Leave the many to go and find the few&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  (I want to be like You)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  I want to be like You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  When I thirst, You will quench me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  When I hunger, You are the bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="KonaLink0" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/ffh-i-want-to-be-like-you-lyrics.html#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange ! important; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-weight: 400; font-size: 11px; position: static;"&gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="border-bottom: 1px solid orange; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-weight: 400; font-size: 11px; position: static; background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  When I kneel, you already heard me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  You are there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  You're always there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  When I cried, You were there, You heard my call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  When I fell, You were there, You saw it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  On my knees, You came and rescued me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  And now in everything I say and do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  I want to be just like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-6212412112909187806?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/6212412112909187806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=6212412112909187806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/6212412112909187806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/6212412112909187806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-want-to-be-like-you.html' title='I Want to Be Like You'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-8626628221409917246</id><published>2008-09-13T12:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T12:22:14.607-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perseverance: Anything Left to Give?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This week has been absolutely draining in so many ways. Constant responsibilities. . . huge demands of time, effort and emotions. . . tasks, test, or projects that seem practically impossible. No end in sight to this constant requirement of energy, during which you're still supposed to have time to "relax and have fun." We are feeling like we are being stretched as thin as possible. It has been difficult to limit the complaining, squelch the bitterness, and let go of the human desire to have to do everything on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I can't do it by myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I reached that point late this week. The complete and utter realization that I simply will not survive this semester if I try to do this on my own. I'm going to have to do my part, but recognize God's strength and His control of the outcomes. Although it can be hard for me to remember, He is even in control of tests that may ruin GPAs and make the scholarships disappear, hence meaning even more loans---something that is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; cool think about right now. The standards I place on myself will have to flex this semester, possibly this whole year. I'm just going to have to do what I can, and be satisfied with that. And having satisfaction in grades that are lower than what I like to see will require perseverance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the midst of this absolute insanity though it's been refreshing to be able to encourage several people. Last Sunday and this week I was able to write several notes to people. It can be difficult to sacrifice some of my time to pour into someone else's life. . . but it is so refreshing too! Trust me, I know that it would be easier to stay focused on my to-do list---I am still trying to catch up on reading, so why in the world would I sacrifice a few moments to minister to someone else? Encouragement, a part of the servant lifestyle that I am still learning about, has an incredible knack for shifting your focus from yourself and your mountain of problems to someone else and their needs. Even if you can't meet their needs immediately (or ever) or tangibly, a bit of encouragement, a little note, a smile can truly brighten a day or give that extra boost that is needed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We must allow God to use us as vessels of His love. . . even when we ourselves feel like we are barely managing to keep up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-8626628221409917246?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/8626628221409917246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=8626628221409917246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8626628221409917246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8626628221409917246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/09/perseverance-anything-left-to-give.html' title='Perseverance: Anything Left to Give?'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-7390214313273541631</id><published>2008-09-06T16:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T16:58:34.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Plodding Along.... is that perseverance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This past week held an interesting course of events. Throughout the week my mind was also pulled in many different directions. I needed to contact some people before my parents and I could make a decision about my possible trip to Peru and Paraguay next summer. This week I felt like I was juggling too many plates, and trying not to let any of them fall. School is extremely demanding right now, but the debate between an externship and the Peru trip was also a big decision hanging over me. Thankfully, the hard work put into the Pharmacology test paid off and that test is now behind me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It has still be difficult to find time to look to other people's needs in the midst of my own life's craziness. But, I am trying to make that time---to find that one person that might need a bit of extra encouragement in their week---even though I have things to do. There will always be things to do though, so I can't always say "when I have time..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;However, in the midst of all of the work, I have been trying to diligently use my time to get things (specifically homework) accomplished in adequate time. So far this year, I have been able to get my homework done by Sunday, so that I can truly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; on Sundays. And, that has been wonderful! It takes a lot of commitment throughout the earlier part of the week, and especially on Friday nights and Saturdays when other people are doing things that sound much more fun than books and papers. But, when Sunday rolls around and there is nothing academic on my to-do list, it's an amazing feeling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;In church last Sunday, the message was about loving people out of Christ's love, with a love like His. It reminded me of perseverance because the pastor challenged us that genuine love isn't what it means to love someone who is easy to get along with; genuine love is when we love someone who is difficult to love. He said that the very person we do not want to show love towards is the very person God wants us to love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That takes perseverance, doesn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Intentional love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. Just a bonus thought. : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Finally, an update!! After doing our research and talking to several people, my parents and I decided that I will move forward with plans to go to Peru and Paraguay next summer! I am tremendously excited about the trip, and I am looking forward to seeing God's faithfulness and provision in the next several months as people support me financially----that's a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; prayer request!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-7390214313273541631?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/7390214313273541631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=7390214313273541631' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7390214313273541631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7390214313273541631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/09/plodding-along-is-that-perseverance.html' title='Plodding Along.... is that perseverance?'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-5113351831962079355</id><published>2008-08-28T16:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T16:55:45.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perseverance. Oh my.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I realized this week that perseverance is required more for this semester than I thought. I realized that I need a high level of perseverance to go to an 8 hour shift of clinical (essentially a work day), come home and complete 6 to 7 hours of homework. It would be so much easier to push all the homework out the window, either figuratively or literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;...of course, that's until a week later when I'm behind and buried under more reading than I can imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I have enjoyed my classes, especially since each class is so applicable and intertwined at this point. Medications and anatomy talked about in one class are also covered in another class, and applied in clinicals. It's an exciting change from solid lecture. But it also comes with the responsibility to learn  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and master&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; a lot of information... which can lead to information overload... thus the lack of motivation to sit and study for hours after a full day of classes or clinicals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Perseverance means continuing to study even when I feel like I can't... perseverance means only taking a 15 or 30 minute nap when I would rather spend 3 afternoon hours in dreamland... perseverance means working ahead even though the syllabus says that reading assignment isn't due for another 2 days... perseverance means limiting an email/Facebook/blog break to 10 minutes instead of a half hour...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So, in hopes of guarding against feeling completely overwhelmed, I will need to work consistently during the entire week, and manage my time wisely on weekends too. I really want to keep Sundays as a day of rest, so I'm hoping that will provide an extra ounce of motivation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;At the same time though I don't want to burn out. So I'm trying to include those things that will provide some relaxation... trying to leave the dorm room door open in case someone needs to talk... trying to be efficient in completing my work so that I can talk or listen to someone on spur-of-the-moment notice without feeling distracted by the need to do homework... trying to manage my time so that I can make time for journaling, Jesus and prayer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Speaking of prayer... I would appreciate prayer for a decision I will need to make in the near future (i.e. as soon as possible). As if school wasn't enough to think about, I also need to work through my plans for next summer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I am trying to decide between doing a nursing externship at a local hospital or going to Peru to serve with a missionary family for about a month. In Peru I would probably have the opportunity to spend some time doing medical/nursing missions at a clinic or similar setting. The problem enlies in that the missions trip is in the middle of the summer, and the externship is 8 weeks long---so I can't do both. I'm praying and trying to weigh both options in light of the more distant future. So, I would really appreciate prayers for clarity about where God wants me to serve next summer. Also, I'd appreciate any thoughts or opinions or suggestions any of you have on whether I should go to Peru or stay at home and do the externship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Thanks for listening. and thanks for your thoughts too; I like reading them! : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-5113351831962079355?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/5113351831962079355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=5113351831962079355' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5113351831962079355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5113351831962079355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/08/perseverance-oh-my.html' title='Perseverance. Oh my.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-5472255711701956031</id><published>2008-08-22T15:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:52:17.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perseverence in the face of the unknown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(A little bit of background: each semester Cedarville Nursing students focus on a different character quality listed in 2 Peter 1:5-8. We write a paper and reflect on growth in that particular area of life.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Perseverance is quite the appropriate character quality to be reflecting on and focusing on this semester. Right now the future (i.e. this next week... I know, short future) seems daunting and overwhelming, like a big 'ol black storm cloud looming overhead. While I think (I hope) a few days of experience in clinical setting will help with affirming expectations and responsibilities I'm caught in a whirl of questions... what will I really be doing? Was working as an aide really that helpful? Are we going to have to do things we don't know yet? and on and on... When I think of the word perseverance, I often associate it with a difficult situation of somekind, or a circumstance requiring an extra ounce of determination. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;However, last night I read a devotional by Beth Moore from her book, "Whispers of Hope." She challenges us to consider the stress and distraction we face when we feel like we have to "do it all." Sometimes we are even buried under things that are all "good." But, she reminds us, the most important thing is to focus on a few things, or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;persevere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, and do those few things for the glory of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Since hearing the phrase, Soli Deo Gloria, I've always appreciated the reminder: whose glory is my life for? God's and God's alone. Not my reputation, not my transcript, not my resume but God's glory. So, if we are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;persevering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; in the things He calls us to, even if it's only a few things or even only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; thing, we are glorifying Him. At times I feel like I'm wrapped up in school, with only a few snatches of time to do anything else. But, I need to remember to persevere in school, for that is where Christ has me, for a reason. And while it might seem mediocre, or just fulfilling "requirements," I have to remind myself that persevering in school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; glorifies God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I need to remember to take each week one day at a time. To continue with strong determination and hope, but recognize my need for His strength and mercy each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;P.S. Here is that devotional... it's just too good to not post! (By Beth Moore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;In two short phrases the apostle Paul practically wrote a thesis on simplification. For every one of us who ever wondered where to draw the line, juggled too many balls at once, or had trouble making up our mind, Paul offers a timely simplification: "Whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God." We differ in talents, gifts, and resources, but the hands of time strangle us all. We desperately need a time management course--but who can fit it in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our beloved Michael was little, he loved to "help" me grocery shop. Once he begged me to buy our dogs a large bag of rawhide bones. His face was so animated that I agreed, but when we arrived home I forgot about the purchase. Michael--always quite a sneak--slipped the bag out without my noticing. Later that day a strange commotion in the backyard seized my attention. Our dog, Sunny, was hopping frantically in every direction, kicking up more grass than a weed eater, and panting as if she were fighting for her last few breaths. When I walked out to investigate, I heard Michael laughing mischievously, and then I saw them--at least a hundred "bones" scattered all over the backyard. Sunny was frenzied. So little time--so many bones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get be wrong. I'm not "dogging" us for trying. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most of our "bones" are good ones. We've just got too many to chew. In our attempt to do a hundred good things, we may not do any of them well. We're caught in the captivity of activity--hopping frantically in every direction, tongues dragging and lungs panting. We're dog tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God never meant for us to live frenzied lives. Backbreaking schedules are not His idea. How can we, believers in Christ, restructure our lives and find a little refreshment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reestablish the goal.&lt;/span&gt; Isaiah 43:7 tells us we were created for His glory. The purpose of our brief journey on this planet is to glorify God. He desires for us to pour the best of our energies into God works. Go back to the basics.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Redirect your focus&lt;/span&gt;. Matthew 6:33 makes a revolutionary promise. If we seek God first, He will direct our schedules and help us to discern His priorities through the work of the Holy Spirit. Give the Matthew 6:33 approach a try! It really works!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rethink your motivation&lt;/span&gt;. Galatians 1:10 prompts us to ask ourselves if any of our activities are seeking man's approval rather than God's. If we seek to please people rather than God, rules will constantly change and expectations will soar.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rest in God's will. &lt;/span&gt;Hebrews 4:10 says, "Anyone who enters God's rest also rest from his own work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds wonderful doesn't it? God is not unreasonable. He does not heap on stress and then refuse to grant us rest. None of us can do one hundred things to the glory of God. Let's find rest in His will and do a few things well.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-5472255711701956031?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/5472255711701956031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=5472255711701956031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5472255711701956031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5472255711701956031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/08/perseverence-in-face-of-unknown.html' title='Perseverence in the face of the unknown.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-8041428927927061593</id><published>2008-08-12T21:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:25:42.309-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Restructuring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman Baltic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lord, right now, I surrender every aspect of my life to You, including all of my relationships.  I ask that You help me to restructure my priorities, so they will please and glorify You in every way.  When I am tempted to become fearful, depressed, or disappointed, remind me that You are "El Shaddai"--"The God of More Than Enough."  I praise You that You are more than enough to meet every single need I'll ever have in this life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Part of a devotional by J.M. Farro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-8041428927927061593?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/8041428927927061593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=8041428927927061593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8041428927927061593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8041428927927061593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/08/restructuring.html' title='Restructuring.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-2429108441526630691</id><published>2008-08-10T22:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:27:04.665-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stronger Together.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We watched the production of "In the Beginning" at Sight and Sound Theatre a few days ago, and one realization became even more evident throughout the show, especially in Adam and Eve's pre-fall relationship. They were constantly singing and saying how much the other blessed them, complimented them and strengthened them. It was a beautiful picture of how marriage is meant to be, how it is designed to be. Uniting two people who are good apart, but stronger and better together, stronger for the glory of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I would really like to be married some day. And more than anything related to a certain status, look, job, background, qualification, or personality trait I desire to married to someone because we are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;better together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. I want to marry someone who I can work with for God's glory. I have so many ideas of how that might look or play out, so it's difficult to surrender. I long for the purpose of that relationship and marriage to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;for His glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. It's amazing to imagine the joy of living for His glory and bringing others closer to Him so that He may redeem, heal and move; bringing them closer to Him so that they may, one day, experience the intense and satisfying intimacy of a relationship with the greatest Lover of all time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-2429108441526630691?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/2429108441526630691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=2429108441526630691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2429108441526630691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2429108441526630691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/08/stronger-together.html' title='Stronger Together.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-8543552041673066548</id><published>2008-07-31T23:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T23:47:42.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Legacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Amen. I want to leave that kind of legacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Legacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, Nichole Nordeman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vbi4nSrhRxo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vbi4nSrhRxo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-8543552041673066548?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/8543552041673066548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=8543552041673066548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8543552041673066548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8543552041673066548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='Legacy'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-3038403202824606307</id><published>2008-07-14T11:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T11:38:38.919-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning How to Bend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm still learning how to pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Trying hard not to stray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Try to see things your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm still learning how to pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm still learning how to trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It's so hard to open up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And I'd do anything for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm still learning how to trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm still learning how to bend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; How to let you in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; In a world full of tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; We'll conquer all our fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm still learning how to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I wanna take you higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'll be there till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'll be your lover and your friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm still learning how to bend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm just trying to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It's all in someone else's hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; There's always been a bigger plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; But I don't need to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm still learning how to bend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; How to let you in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; In a world full of tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; We'll conquer all our fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm still learning how to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I wanna take you higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'll be there till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'll be your lover and your friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm still learning how to bend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'll be there till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'll be your lover and your friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm still learning how to bend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm still learning how to bend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'll be there till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm still learning how to bend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Learning How To Bend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;, Gary Allan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-3038403202824606307?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/3038403202824606307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=3038403202824606307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/3038403202824606307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/3038403202824606307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/07/learning-how-to-bend.html' title='Learning How to Bend'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-3296926945642437269</id><published>2008-07-06T11:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T11:58:15.157-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Got humility?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This struck me this morning. A lesson, or rather a song, on humility. . . living like Jesus means learning to be humble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This week has held several firsts, but yesterday's first was the hardest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I didn't know what to say, what to talk about. It was easiest to just say hi and leave it at that. I wish I could have been humble enough to admit that, yes this is awkward, but also silly. I wish I would have been humble but not so shy or scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed at being humble enough to recognize that there is another person involved in this, probably with his own uncertainties and hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There's reasons, there's excuses, but it's time for me to, once again, give this burden to Jesus and let Him hold it and take care of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Things will get worked out. I know they will. He is Gracious beyond my awkwardness, Loving beyond my shyness, and Faithful beyond my lack of humility. One day it will make sense; one day it will bring Him glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-3296926945642437269?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/3296926945642437269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=3296926945642437269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/3296926945642437269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/3296926945642437269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/07/got-humility.html' title='Got humility?'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-981259391937430696</id><published>2008-06-21T21:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T21:24:54.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On Learning to Trust Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;An unexpected option and a whirlwind of thoughts. I think it's a good idea; I want to do it, but another part of me wants to just stay inside the walls, keep the distance, not have to worry about it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jesus is going to have to help me to trust again because even this "little step" stretches the trust, the vulnerability that got bruised. I want to be genuine and honest, but that's still scary at times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've got to get beyond this. I've got to learn to trust again. I've got take a few risks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-981259391937430696?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/981259391937430696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=981259391937430696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/981259391937430696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/981259391937430696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-learning-to-trust-again.html' title='On Learning to Trust Again'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-9103022594352819030</id><published>2008-06-18T09:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:35:19.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbreak and Jesus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is why for thousands of years Christians have found the cross to be so central to life. It speaks to us of God’s suffering, God’s pain, God’s broken heart. It’s God making the first move and then waiting for our response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have ever given yourself to someone and had your heart broken, you know how God feels.&lt;br /&gt;If you have ever given yourself to someone and found yourself waiting for their response, exposed and vulnerable, left hanging in the balance, you know how God feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have ever given yourself to someone and they responded, they reciprocated with love of their own, you know how God feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cross is God’s way of saying, “I know what it’s like.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The execution stake is the creator of the universe saying, “I know how you feel.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tendency in the midst of suffering is to turn on God. To get angry and bitter and shake our fist at the sky and say, “God, you don’t know what it’s like! You don’t understand! You have no idea what I’m going through. You don’t have a clue how much this hurts.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cross is God’s way of taking away all of our accusations, excuses, and arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cross is God taking on flesh and blood and saying, “Me too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can transform our experience of heartbreak. Instead of being something that can distance us from God, causing us to question, “Where are you?” every poem by a lover spurned, every song sung with an ache, every movie with a gut-wrenching scene, every late-night conversation and empty box of Kleenex are glimpses into the life of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first need is not for people to fix our problems. People who charge in and have all the answers and try to make things right without first joining us in our pain generally annoy us, or worse yet, they push us away. They have nothing to give us. The God that Jesus points us to isn't a god who stands at a distance, wringing his hands and saying, “If only you’d listened to me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the God who holds out his hands and asks, “Would you like to see the holes where the nails went? Would that help?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the place where we find out we’re not alone, where we find strength to go on. Not a strength that comes from within ourselves but a strength that comes from God. The God who keeps going. Who keeps offering. Who keeps loving. Who keeps risking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A God who knows what it’s like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cross is where we present our wounds to God and say, “Here, you take them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our healing begins when we participate in the suffering of God. When we don’t avoid it but enter into it, and in the process enter into the life of God. When we see our pain not as separating us from but connecting us to our maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this connection, there’s always the chance we’ll find a reason to risk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God can continue to risk, then maybe we can too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you’ve had you heart broken by somebody. You risked and extended and offered yourself, and they rejected and turned away and didn’t return your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something divine in your suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody divine in your pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how God feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really good, loving people get hurt. It’s how things are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you’re living in the wake of a relationship that fell apart. You have to dig those moments up. The parts that hurt and the awkward conversations and the anger and the failure and the misunderstanding and the betrayal. You have to dig them up and acknowledge them before you are ever going to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sex God&lt;/em&gt;, Rob Bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-9103022594352819030?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/9103022594352819030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=9103022594352819030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/9103022594352819030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/9103022594352819030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/06/heartbreak-and-jesus.html' title='Heartbreak and Jesus.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-1009401406152212059</id><published>2008-06-08T22:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T23:11:12.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Awkward Stage. And a Good Dose of Honesty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I must admit that I came home tonight with my mind whirling, but it wasn't whirling as a result of the specific thoughts shared tonight. Instead my mind latched onto one thought and suddenly realized how much I feel caught in the middle of an awkward stage, a sort of identity crisis. As I process my future role in a church body, I am hit with the realization that I will soon be the age of a stereotypical youth leader. You know it: that "fresh out of college, perhaps just married and just enough adult, but still young" age. However, there aren't many in this population... in other words, when it comes time to find people to be leaders for the looming swarm of pre-teen and teens, it could come down to, hmmm, two of us? And, quite frankly, I don't know that I will  or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;wantfeel called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; to fill such a position. Who knows what I will be doing or exactly what my identity will include at that time. Sure, I don't know exactly what time will bring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But, I can assure you that I don't think many people have realized the lack of people in this stereotypical "youth leader age group."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Which unfurls the rest of the my tangled thoughts. More and more I find myself caught in an awkward stage, a sort of dance between childhood and adulthood. I consider myself an adult (thank you) yet have still been labeled as a child at times. However, this is the least of my worries. Due to this stage of life, connections are seasonal at best. I mean, school, then home, then school, then home...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Take a good look at the life of the young adult group and you will find it lacking. Two people only home for 1/4 of the year. I speak for 50% of that population when I say that the young adult group is certainly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; what keeps me here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So, how do we "fix" the problem? I'm not saying we can fix this specific issue... you can't create more young adults. And, how do you create a connection for a group that is absent for 3/4 of the year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, why aren't we attracting young adults?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's probably a vicious cycle. Don't get me wrong; I appreciate the connections that are made in the short months. But, one thing is certain: I'm not the pre-teen or teen with handfuls of buddies, and I'm not married with a kid on my hip. Sort of lost in the shuffle. I'm not a member of the masses in need of a youth pastor; neither am I a mom in need of time away or parenting advice. But, I'm in school, I'm working through heartbreak, I'm feeling young, I'm working through grief, I'm raising questions, I'm building dreams, I'm working, I'm tired, I'm worried about finances, I'm excited about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've dipped my toes in other young adult groups, and I've seen the "green, thriving grass on the other side of the fence." I've seen the blend of people, identities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It was a short taste. But I miss it. I miss becoming a part of that support group, I miss having that support group to fall back on and learn from. (Don't get me wrong, parents are a wonderful support! But, the age group that I looked forward to being a part of is suddenly not here. Not really anyone's fault... But I think it's a fact that most people don't see and you just might want to consider the future implications of this dwindling age group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When they're looking for a youth leader and my age/identity makes me a prime suspect, will I be around? Or, will I be out looking for my peers, looking for a connection with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Blame it on the time of day, my tired mind, or the disillusionment of a college student. But, something's missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-1009401406152212059?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/1009401406152212059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=1009401406152212059' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1009401406152212059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1009401406152212059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/06/awkward-stage-and-good-dose-of-honesty.html' title='An Awkward Stage. And a Good Dose of Honesty.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-423303687965876026</id><published>2008-05-19T22:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:32:32.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-family:Times New Roman Baltic;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   FRESH HOPE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman Baltic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Trust in the Lord, and do good; dwell in the land, and feed on His faithfulness.  Delight yourself also in the Lord, and He shall give you the desires of your heart.  Commit your way to the Lord, trust also in Him, and He shall bring it to pass."  Psalm 37:3-5 NKJV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  If you've ever spent time reading and meditating on the beautiful verses of Psalm 37, then you know how encouraging and inspiring they are.  When I was dealing with some painful circumstances recently, the Lord led me to this psalm, and He gave me some fresh insights that lifted my heart and filled me with fresh hope.  I'd like to share some of these insights with you here today, in the hope that you, too, may be encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Psalm 37:3 (NKJV) says:  "Trust in the Lord, and do good."  Why does the Lord so often tell us to trust Him?  Because He knows that if we don't stand firm in our faith, the devil and his cohorts will be able to rob us of the victories and blessings that He has in store for us.  God longs to empower us to live above our circumstances in difficult times, but He requires our cooperation.  We cooperate with Him by making a quality decision to trust Him, and to resist all fear and doubt.  Another way we can cooperate with His plan for our victory is to "do good," as this verse says. When we are going through a trial, the devil would like nothing better than to see us "stuck" in our problems.  He doesn't want us to move forward, but to keep our focus on our problems and ourselves.  God's antidote to that faulty strategy is to reach out to others, knowing that as we do, we will be energized and revived in ways that will keep us moving along the path of victory the Lord has mapped out for us.  The second half of this verse tells us to "feed on His faithfulness."  God showed me that when I'm in a difficult place and I'm tempted to despair, I need to feed on His promises.  Whether we need healing, finances, the restoration of a relationship, or anything else, there are scriptural promises that we can pray and stand on, trusting Him to be faithful to His Word.  As one wise man has rightly said, "God's promises will give you hope in hopeless situations."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The next verse in Psalm 37 says:  "Delight yourself also in the Lord, and He shall give you the desires of your heart." (Psalm 37:4 NKJV)  How do we delight ourselves in the Lord?  We give HIM the desires of HIS heart.  Every day--in big ways and small--we put God first.  We seek His will in everything, and we do our best--with His help--to follow His lead.  If we focus on our own desires, they will continually elude us.  But if we focus on God's desires, we will find our own desires chasing us down and overtaking us.  I often like to pray, "Lord, remove from me every dream and desire that is not from You, and plant deeply in my heart those that You have ordained for me."  I don't want to waste one moment of my life wishing for something that isn't God's best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Psalm 37:5 (NKJV) says:  "Commit your way to the Lord, trust also in Him, and He shall bring it to pass."  In all our "ways," God has a part to play, and so do we.  God won't do our part.  And He won't let us do His part.  As we work in partnership with the Lord to bring His perfect will to pass in our lives, we will witness His perfect plans unfolding before our very eyes.  Every time we encounter a need or a problem, God already has a custom-made solution prepared for us.  It doesn't matter how many obstacles seem to be in the way, if we will let God be God in our situation, He will make a way where there seems to be none.  The Lord wants to fill you with fresh hope for your life and circumstances today.  Call upon him now, and ask Him to reveal Himself to you in healing, comforting, and uplifting ways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lord, in times of trial and trouble, help me to take my stand in faith, and to do good to others.  Teach me how to delight in You and Your Word, and to claim Your promises of victory.  Thank You that as I commit everything to You, You will fulfill Your perfect purposes for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Devotional written by J.M. Farro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-423303687965876026?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/423303687965876026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=423303687965876026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/423303687965876026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/423303687965876026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/05/fresh-hope.html' title='Fresh Hope'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-7552899282019285510</id><published>2008-05-12T20:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T20:23:36.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Resting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I know I posted this devotional several months ago, but as I read through my journal yesterday it stood out to me again. As I have always said, in this part of life it's all a process... the heartache, the memories, but now, some joy. Not for any particular reason; I'm not kidding: nothing extraordinary has happened. But, for a few days now I have found myself, "resting, resting, in the joy of what Thou art; finding out the greatness of Thy loving heart." And, this devotional gives particular encouragement in the hope that these experiences, this array of genuine emotion, will someday help another young woman. And, as always, may Jesus use the broken pieces, but leave the scars to be a testimony of His faithfulness, glory and grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The son found himself in a barren place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;His Father said, "In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; place I will give you the peace you are longing for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I will give you spiritual food that will nourish you. You are always with Me---no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Then the Father, with great gentleness dres the son to Himself. Quietly he said, "I am the one who allowed you to come into these humbling circumstances and who allowed you to hunger. I did this so that I might feed you with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;manna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;---My bread from heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Only in this way could I help you to know that you cannot live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds from My mouth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. . . Later still, the son wondered why one like himself, who was so richly fed and cared for at times, should at other times feel so poor and needy and thirsty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;His Father replied by asking four questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Can someone who has never thirsted know how precious is My living water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Can someone who has never discovered rivers of these living waters flowing on barren heights---can he ever lead his thirsty friend to those rivers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Can someone who has never walked the deep valleys of the spirit help a friend who is fainting---or lead this friend to the well-springs that will save the life of his soul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Can someone who has never seen burning sands in the wilderness turn into a refreshing pool---can he speak in praise of My marvels, or My power?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Come Quietly to Meet You&lt;/span&gt;, Amy Carmichael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-7552899282019285510?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/7552899282019285510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=7552899282019285510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7552899282019285510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7552899282019285510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-resting.html' title='Just Resting.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-1852333390385994678</id><published>2008-04-29T20:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T20:28:55.221-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have to Believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I have to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; That He sees my darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I have to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He knows my pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I have to lift up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; My hands to worship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Worship His name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I have to declare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; That He is my refuge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I have to deny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; That I am alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I have to lift up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; My eyes to the mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It's where my help comes from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He said that He's forever faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He said that He's forever true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He said that He can move mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; If He can move mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He can move my mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He can move your mountain, too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Oh, I have to stand tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; When the wind blows me over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I have to stand strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; When I'm weak and afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I have to grab hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Ahold of the garments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; The garments of praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I know, I know, I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Cause He said that He's forever faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And He said that He's forever true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He said that He can move mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; If He can move mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He can move my mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He can move your mountain, too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I have to sing praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; When the hour is midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He unlocks these chains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; That bind up my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; My sin and my shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He has forgiven and made me whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Cause He said that He's forever faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And He said that He's forever true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He said that He can move mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He said that He can move mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He said that He can move mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; If He can move mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He can move my mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He can move your mountain, too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I have to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I have to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; He's got everything under control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I have to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Lord, I believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Help my unbelief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I have to believe in You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I have to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I Have to Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;, Rita Springer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-1852333390385994678?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/1852333390385994678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=1852333390385994678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1852333390385994678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1852333390385994678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-to-believe.html' title='I Have to Believe'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-7637463572494904360</id><published>2008-04-28T19:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:17:23.802-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Part of the Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There are those moments when the memories come flooding back, or something seemingly insiginificant reminds me of an inside joke or delight. It is at those times too that the questions flood my mind . . . Like I wrote in my last few posts, trust is a constant journey for me, especially in these days. It's an unending battle to keep from hiding my heart, to keep from protecting it at all costs. You will need to be patient with me, I need time to learn to trust again. I'm just learning to trust that it's okay. Learning to trust that it's okay that I still care for you, that it's okay if I can't show that, that it's okay to have questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I want to rest, I want to trust . . . I want these words to be the words of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jesus, I am resting, resting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;In the joy of what Thou art;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I am finding out the greatness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Of Thy loving heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Thou hast bid me gaze upon Thee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And Thy beauty fills my soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;For by Thy transforming power,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Thou hast made me whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="lyrics"&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="chorus"&gt;Jesus, I am resting, resting,&lt;br /&gt;In the joy of what Thou art;&lt;br /&gt;I am finding out the greatness&lt;br /&gt;Of Thy loving heart&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;O, how great Thy loving kindness,&lt;br /&gt;Vaster, broader than the sea!&lt;br /&gt;O, how marvelous Thy goodness,&lt;br /&gt;Lavished all on me!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I rest in Thee, Belovèd,&lt;br /&gt;Know what wealth of grace is Thine,&lt;br /&gt;Know Thy certainty of promise,&lt;br /&gt;And have made it mine.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Simply trusting Thee, Lord Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;I behold Thee as Thou art,&lt;br /&gt;And Thy love, so pure, so changeless,&lt;br /&gt;Satisfies my heart;&lt;br /&gt;Satisfies its deepest longings,&lt;br /&gt;Meets, supplies its every need,&lt;br /&gt;Compasseth me round with blessings:&lt;br /&gt;Thine is love indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever lift Thy face upon me&lt;br /&gt;As I work and wait for Thee;&lt;br /&gt;Resting ’neath Thy smile, Lord Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;Earth’s dark shadows flee.&lt;br /&gt;Brightness of my Father’s glory,&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine of my Father’s face,&lt;br /&gt;Keep me ever trusting, resting,&lt;br /&gt;Fill me with Thy grace.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Jesus I am Resting, Resting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;, recorded by FFH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-7637463572494904360?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/7637463572494904360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=7637463572494904360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7637463572494904360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7637463572494904360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/04/part-of-journey.html' title='Part of the Journey'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-7435591563522839715</id><published>2008-04-26T22:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T22:39:37.108-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Be the Name of the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I can say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blessed&lt;/span&gt; be the name of the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;when I can trust the Lord's provision,&lt;br /&gt;when I can bless the other person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in spite of my disappointment,&lt;br /&gt;in spite of my questions,&lt;br /&gt;in spite of my worry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through the chaos,&lt;br /&gt;through the calm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I learn to trust beyond my circumstances&lt;br /&gt;as I discover what it means to be broken and remolded&lt;br /&gt;as He uses the broken pieces, leaving the signs of His faithfulness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may it all be a testimony to His grace&lt;br /&gt;may it all be for His glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my hands hold safely to my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;clutching tightly not one has fallen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;so many years have shaped each one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;reflecting my heart, showing who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;now You're asking me to show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what I'm holding oh so tightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;can't open my hands, can't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;does it matter? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;should I show You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;can't You let me go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;surrender, surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You whisper, gently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You say I will be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I know but can't You see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my dreams are me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You say You have a plan for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and that You want the best for my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;told me the world had yet to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what You can do with one that's committed to Your call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I know of course what I should do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;that I can't hold these dreams forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;if I give them now to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;will You take them away forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;or can I dream again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;, Barlow Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-7435591563522839715?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/7435591563522839715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=7435591563522839715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7435591563522839715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7435591563522839715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/04/blessed-be-name-of-lord.html' title='Blessed Be the Name of the Lord'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-348017072739865165</id><published>2008-04-24T19:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T19:45:51.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Transparency</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;As this school year quickly comes to an end, I find myself overwhelmed by so many things, so many thoughts. Not only are finals looming ahead . . . worms, wheezes and weird diseases . . . Esther, Nahum, Jeremiah . . . the raptures's impact on our worldview, the structure of the church . . . correlation, standard deviation and z-scores . . .  But, I often realize I am also stuck in a whirldwind, stuck on a roller coaster. Emotions that I want to stuff inside, yet pull out and shake off. Emotions that make me feel all mixed up inside about the idea of coming home. . . I miss so many people: my family and friends; I long for coffee chats with friends, and catch-up sessions with those I haven't seen in months. I want to talk with someone who has been where I have been, someone who is where I am now. I have several ideas for this summer . . .  working some more on putting together an album of recipes from my family . . . probably working random jobs in order to make enough money . . . reading books . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yet, I also am aware of the stark absence of one person. At times I wonder how I will ever find enough things to do. It's so much easier out here, where life never included him. I don't always have to deal with it out here. But, at home, I fear a completely different story . . .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A mix of homesickness, the roller coaster of loss and heartache, I'm all a-jumble inside. I'm wishing I could do things that I can't and go places that I can't, out of respect and sensitivity to the situation. Sometimes I wish I wasn't so cautious about protecting the other person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I wish you would know that I am not as strong as you think I am. No, I haven't been crushed; I am continuing on, remembering that God walked with me into this season for a reason . . . and He continues to walk with me. I'm still me, but I try to hide the tears, the fears. I lost my best friend, one of my biggest supporters, one of my biggest encouragements. It still hurts; to be honest, I haven't had time to process all of my thoughts, which has been nice in some ways, but now I fear those moments. Sometimes I just want to put my heart in a box and lock it and stuff it under my bed. I have so many questions, questions that require one thing that I despise: patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I want you to know that this post is not a picture of a 24/7 Mopey; but, I think we often stuff things inside, refusing to reveal our true feelings because we want to look like we have it all together. But I want to be transparent. Do you remember when I said I want to be more genuine? Well, I'm trying. I want you to know that I'm not always as strong as you said I was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I can't wait to look back some day and see the purpose, to see how God is glorified in this process. He is faithful and He is my Jehovah Jireh . . . the provider of everything I need to live a life that brings glory to His name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-348017072739865165?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/348017072739865165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=348017072739865165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/348017072739865165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/348017072739865165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/04/transparency.html' title='Transparency'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-8562242571774807785</id><published>2008-04-20T16:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T16:46:09.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>None But Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  In the quiet, in the stillness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I know that You are God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; In the secret of Your presence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I know there I am restored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; When You call I won’t refuse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Each new day again I’ll choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; There is no one else for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; None but Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Crucified to set me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Now I live to bring Him praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; In the chaos, in confusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I know You’re Sovereign still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; In the moment of my weakness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; You give me grace to do Your will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; When You call I won’t delay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; This my song through all my days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; All my delight is in You Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; All of my hope, all of my strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; All my delight is in You Lord Forevermore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None But Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;, Hillsong United&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-8562242571774807785?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/8562242571774807785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=8562242571774807785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8562242571774807785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8562242571774807785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/04/none-but-jesus.html' title='None But Jesus'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-2214431721214446570</id><published>2008-04-12T19:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T19:57:49.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just honesty, is all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm tired of this roller coaster; I want to get off. Life is so busy that I have little time for processing, little time to let the emotions out that threaten to boil over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Adonai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I lift up my heart and I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My Adonai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You are maker of each moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Father of my hope and freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh my Adonai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adonai&lt;/span&gt;, Avalon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-2214431721214446570?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/2214431721214446570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=2214431721214446570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2214431721214446570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2214431721214446570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-honesty-is-all.html' title='Just honesty, is all.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-1213598643118163040</id><published>2008-04-02T13:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T15:51:43.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is restless in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; My wings are all worn out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I'm walking in the wilderness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And I cannot get out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I need You, Oh, I need You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Blessed Savior come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I need You, Oh, I need You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; You're the every longing of my soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Oh, how I need You, Lord &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I need Your perfect Word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; With tearful eyes to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; The sin that I afford &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I need to weep and pray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; For all the thousand ways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; That I have failed You just today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; My bed is soaked with sadness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; My sadness has no end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; A downward spiral of despair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And I keep falling in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I need You, Oh, I need You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; To You my soul shall fly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I need You, Oh, I need You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Yahweh, how I love You more than life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Oh, how I need You, Lord &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I need Your perfect Word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; With tearful eyes to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; The sin that I afford &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I need to weep and pray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; For all the thousand ways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; That I have failed You just today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Your silence is like death to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; So won't You hear my desperate plea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Today my soul is soaring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Way over mountains high &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Though I can see the valleys, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; They're all just passing by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It's not that I am stronger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Look at my feeble wings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; But I've been lifted higher &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Yahweh's lifted me in His own strength &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Oh, how I love You, Lord &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I love Your perfect Word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; With tearful eyes to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; The God who always will endure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Now I will celebrate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; For all the thousand ways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; That You have shown me grace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And made my heart in grace to stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; You've made my heart in grace to stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; You've made my heart in grace to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I Need You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;, Josh Bales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;This song was recorded by The Swift, but it was originally written by Josh Bales. Josh is an talented, amazing worship leader and we had the privilege of worshiping with him in chapel yesterday and today (two years in a row; loved both years!). If you haven't heard of him, check him out . . .  And make this the first song that you listen to!  : )  Check out Josh on Free Napster: http://free.napster.com/view/artist/index.html?id=12294308&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-1213598643118163040?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/1213598643118163040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=1213598643118163040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1213598643118163040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1213598643118163040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-need-you.html' title='I Need You'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-6245264039733815791</id><published>2008-03-27T18:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T04:13:55.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In My Boat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/R-wfuF9trHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/shXqpNZenqI/s1600-h/boat.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/R-wfuF9trHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/shXqpNZenqI/s320/boat.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182552147932064882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening held several revelations---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encouragement is something near and dear to my heart. It's something that I thrive on---I love  others by giving it and I survive by receiving it. Whether it be nature, nurture, or supernatural (I vote the latter), encouragement is part of who I am. Granted, there are days that I don't succeed . . . I'm just as human as you. But, I find incredible joy in knowing that a word may bless another, brighten a day, or provide a refreshing boost. I've been challenged recently by the struggle of wanting to encourage someone, but not being able to do so for various reasons. As I chatted with a friend tonight, I suddenly realized that while I miss the opportunity to support that person in their challenging journey, I should be pouring that encouragement into other people. God designed the Body for a reason, so that each person can minister and be ministered to. There is a reason for this season, for this place, for these people; I just need to be a willing vessel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, how nice it is to realize that a dear friend is in the same boat as you . . .  What an encouragement to know that someone else knows the feelings, the thoughts, the questions. Yes, details of the circumstances may be different, but the essence, the need for patience is the same. (As is our strong dislike of the word, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;!) At a time when most people can't relate, it is  a refreshing blessing to chat with someone who can challenge you, encourage you, and walk with you . . .   and that you can do the same for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-6245264039733815791?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/6245264039733815791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=6245264039733815791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/6245264039733815791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/6245264039733815791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-my-boat.html' title='In My Boat'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/R-wfuF9trHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/shXqpNZenqI/s72-c/boat.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-1346654688564813853</id><published>2008-03-25T19:06:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T19:16:05.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;In the name of the Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;In the name of the Son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;in the name of the Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lord we come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We're gathered together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to lift up Your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to call on our Savior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to fall on Your grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hear the joyful sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;of our offering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;as Your saints bow down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;as Your people sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;we will rise with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;lifted on Your wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and the world will see that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Our God saves&lt;br /&gt;Our God saves&lt;br /&gt;there is hope&lt;br /&gt;in Your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mourning turns&lt;br /&gt;to songs of praise&lt;br /&gt;Our God saves&lt;br /&gt;Our God saves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hear the joyful of our offering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;As Your saints bow down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;As Your people sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We will rise with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lifted on Your wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And the world will see that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes, the world will see that . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Our God Saves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;, Paul Baloche)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I want to be a testimony of that hope. In the midst of being honest, I hope that my posts don't make me sound like a helpless, hopeless, woe-is-me soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No, mourning turns to songs of praise because our God saves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-1346654688564813853?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/1346654688564813853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=1346654688564813853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1346654688564813853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1346654688564813853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/03/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-2465829362220159704</id><published>2008-03-24T20:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T21:08:48.038-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Even the Broken Pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What to write? Life is a fast-paced jumble right now! I can hardly believe that I just returned to the wilderness, er, midwest to finish my last 6 weeks of school! At that point, I will be half-way through my bachelor's degree, and two years closer to the reality of life after school . . . which is a scary yet exciting thought at the same time.  : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It goes without saying that life has been challenging. I know that the challenges in life are meant to bring us to Christlikeness . . . so we should be appreciative of them. I know that difficulties stretch us, grow us, mold us. Yet, I wish it wasn't so painful; I wish it wasn't so hard; or at least I wish the journey was shorter! But, since that isn't possible . . . honesty is the best policy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;After deep loss, experiencing the bumps along the way, the painful moments, the days that my heart and mind work through a wide array of emotions . . . hurt, disappointment, peace, sadness, doubt, grief, contentment, abandonment, apathy, emptiness, determination. I know there will be more bumps to come; they always show up at the most random times, and always when I think I am doing "fine." I continue on this journey, hoping, trusting that this too will bring God glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And, through it all, praying and trusting that the Potter is molding and using this Lady in Waiting in His timing, through His way, and for His glory. And even when the pottery crumbles or breaks, the Potter will gently continue to mold, using the broken pieces but leaving the signs of brokeness to be a testimony to His faithfulness, grace and strength. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-2465829362220159704?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/2465829362220159704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=2465829362220159704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2465829362220159704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2465829362220159704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/03/even-broken-pieces.html' title='Even the Broken Pieces'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-8042846865799607905</id><published>2008-03-05T19:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T19:46:37.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a few changes in life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;a vast buffet of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a large selection of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a wide array of blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as wide an array of challenges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-8042846865799607905?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/8042846865799607905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=8042846865799607905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8042846865799607905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8042846865799607905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/03/few-changes-in-life.html' title='a few changes in life.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-5078633600049430088</id><published>2008-01-30T21:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T21:41:42.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold Me Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Well, sometimes my life just don't make sense at all&lt;br /&gt;When the mountains look so big&lt;br /&gt;And my faith just seems so small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So hold me Jesus, 'cause I'm shaking like a leaf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You have been King of my glory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Won't You be my Prince of Peace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wake up in the night and feel the dark&lt;br /&gt;It's so hot inside my soul&lt;br /&gt;I swear there must be blisters on my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So hold me Jesus, 'cause I'm shaking like a leaf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You have been King of my glory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Won't You be my Prince of Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrender don't come natural to me&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather fight You for something I don't really want&lt;br /&gt;Than to take what You give that I need&lt;br /&gt;And I've beat my head against so many walls&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm falling down, I'm falling on my knees&lt;br /&gt;And this Salvation Army band is playing this hymn&lt;br /&gt;And Your grace rings out so deep&lt;br /&gt;It makes my resistance seem so thin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm singing hold me Jesus, 'cause I'm shaking like a leaf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You have been King of my glory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Won't You be my Prince of Peace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You have been King of my glory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Won't You be my Prince of Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Rich Mullins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-5078633600049430088?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/5078633600049430088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=5078633600049430088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5078633600049430088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5078633600049430088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/01/hold-me-jesus.html' title='Hold Me Jesus'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-1344518086365663775</id><published>2008-01-27T13:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T13:25:56.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lead Me to the Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Savior I come&lt;br /&gt;Quiet my soul remember&lt;br /&gt;Redemptions hill&lt;br /&gt;Where Your blood was spilled&lt;br /&gt;For my ransom&lt;br /&gt;Everything I once held dear&lt;br /&gt;I count it all as lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lead me to the cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Where Your love poured out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Bring me to my knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lord I lay me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Rid me of myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I belong to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lead me, lead me to the cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were as I&lt;br /&gt;Tempted and trialed&lt;br /&gt;You are&lt;br /&gt;The word became flesh&lt;br /&gt;Bore my sin and death&lt;br /&gt;Now you're risen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;To your heart&lt;br /&gt;Lead me to your heart&lt;br /&gt;Lead me to your heart&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hillsong United&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-1344518086365663775?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/1344518086365663775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=1344518086365663775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1344518086365663775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1344518086365663775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/01/lead-me-to-cross.html' title='Lead Me to the Cross'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-7500418530358649806</id><published>2008-01-15T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T21:23:19.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vision of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I know I posted this song before, but it's a good one, so here it is again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come meet us, King Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Oh wind of change blow through this temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Sweet Spirit of God, come and mend our hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; For all we have are songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Unless You come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Awaken what’s inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Tune my heart to all You are in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Even though You’re here God come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And may the vision of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Be the death of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And even though you’ve given everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Jesus come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Come free us, King Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It’s the only way that freedom’s given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; From You and You alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; In the work You’ve already done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; For all we have are songs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Unless You come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Here we are, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; In this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Crying out for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Your embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; To hear Your voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; More than songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Please come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Jesus come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Shane and Shane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-7500418530358649806?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/7500418530358649806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=7500418530358649806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7500418530358649806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7500418530358649806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2008/01/vision-of-you.html' title='Vision of You'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-2300403480724167273</id><published>2007-12-06T22:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T22:57:07.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Set the World on Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanna set the world on fire&lt;br /&gt;Until it's burning bright for You&lt;br /&gt;It's everything that I desire&lt;br /&gt;Can I be the one You use?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I, I am small but&lt;br /&gt;You, You are big enough&lt;br /&gt;I, I am weak but&lt;br /&gt;You, You are strong enough to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Come and give them wings&lt;br /&gt;Lord with You&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can not do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I cannot do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanna feed the hungry children&lt;br /&gt;And reach across the farthest land&lt;br /&gt;And tell the broken there is healing&lt;br /&gt;And mercy in the Father`s hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My hands my feet&lt;br /&gt;My everything&lt;br /&gt;My life, my love&lt;br /&gt;Lord, use me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanna set the world on fire&lt;br /&gt;I wanna set the world on fire, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm gonna set the world on fire&lt;br /&gt;Set the world on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Britt Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-2300403480724167273?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/2300403480724167273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=2300403480724167273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2300403480724167273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2300403480724167273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-wanna-set-world-on-fire-until-its.html' title='Set the World on Fire'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-4330225922507429726</id><published>2007-12-06T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T13:24:16.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vision of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Come meet us, King Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Oh wind of change blow through this temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Sweet Spirit of God, come and mend our hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; For all we have are songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Unless You come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Awaken what’s inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Tune my heart to all You are in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Even though You’re here God come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And may the vision of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Be the death of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And even though you’ve given everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Jesus come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Come free us, King Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It’s the only way that freedom’s given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; From You and You alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; In the work You’ve already done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; For all we have are songs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Unless You come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Here we are, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; In this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Crying out for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Your embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; To hear Your voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; More than songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Please come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Jesus come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Shane and Shane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-4330225922507429726?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/4330225922507429726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=4330225922507429726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/4330225922507429726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/4330225922507429726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/12/vision-of-you.html' title='Vision of You'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-1915492021589358869</id><published>2007-11-17T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T22:46:27.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Not Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;You're here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     In my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     You're the Light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     That guides me through the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     You walk beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     The night seems cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     Each time I fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     Your arms are there to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     You walk beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     Giving strength I've never known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     I am not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     You walk beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     You're here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     In my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     I talk to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     And all my fears unwind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     I know I'm loved for who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     You make me wanna be the best I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                          &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     And I rely on your patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     When I face the unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     and because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     I am not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     In the sun, In the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     Through the good times and the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     I reach out for your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;                     I know that you understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Natalie Grant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-1915492021589358869?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/1915492021589358869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=1915492021589358869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1915492021589358869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1915492021589358869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-not-alone.html' title='I Am Not Alone'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-8734605113151413168</id><published>2007-11-14T15:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T15:44:46.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Please know that you are loved. He is enough for you, and we are here for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  Does anybody know how I feel?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm numb, sometimes I'm overcome&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody care what's going on?&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to wear my scars like a badge on my arm&lt;br /&gt;For you to see me, I need release&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to scream for you to hear me?&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to bleed for you to see me?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I grieve, you're not listening to me&lt;br /&gt;Do I need to scream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anybody seen what's been done?&lt;br /&gt;Where was my defense? No one heard my protest&lt;br /&gt;The eyes of God were watching me&lt;br /&gt;It's time to make my peace, let it go and be released&lt;br /&gt;So I can breathe again&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been marked, set apart&lt;br /&gt;But I'm cut so deep and afraid of the dark&lt;br /&gt;One drop of blood from the hole in Your hand&lt;br /&gt;Is enough to heal me and make me stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm clean, He is listening to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to scream for Him to hear me&lt;br /&gt;Don't have to bleed for Him to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm clean, He is listening to me&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to scream&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to bleed&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm clean, He is listening&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have to scream&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ZOEgirl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Scream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-8734605113151413168?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/8734605113151413168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=8734605113151413168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8734605113151413168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8734605113151413168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/11/please-know-that-you-are-loved.html' title=''/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-5872591916170472974</id><published>2007-11-11T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T16:16:27.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snip-its</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman Baltic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Coming out of such a busy, relentless week, I didn't have the chance---or take the time---to do devotions this week... So, today I took some time to just sit and read some devotionals. Some snip-its stuck out to me, so I thought I'd update with a post  : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;From J.M. Farro, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;God Cares About the Details&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;...The Lord knows that we are in a constant battle against good and evil in this world, and He's aware of how weary we can get.  He longs to encourage us regularly with countless little blessings, as well as with big ones.  These little encouragements can give us the lift we need to keep pressing on to the victory when we've been tempted to lose heart.  Sometimes I feel like I need a special touch from God, so I pray something like, "Lord, do something new and wonderful in my life!"  I may not even know what it is that I want Him to do, but He knows, and He never disappoints me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;   Don't let anyone tell you that God doesn't care about the little details of your life.  There are plenty of believers who are constantly proving otherwise, and I'm one of them.  My friend Peggy is another.  Jesus said, "Ask, using my name, and you will receive, and your cup of joy will overflow." (John 16:24 TLB)  Don't wait a minute longer.  Take the Lord up on His offer today, and let Him prove to you once again that He is true to His Word.  May this precious promise from God encourage your heart today--"The steps of the godly are directed by the Lord.  He delights in every detail of their lives"!  (Psalm 37:23 NLT)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Devotional Classics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, excerpts from Bernard of Clairvaux's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;On the Love of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;... No one deserves our love more [than God]...he gave himself for us despite the fact that we are so undeserving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...True love is precisely this: that it does not seek its own interests... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The First Degree of Love: Love of Self for Self's Sake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;...Seeking first the kingdom means to prefer to bear the yoke of modesty and restraint rather than allow sin to reign in your mortal body... How can we have a pure love for our neighbor if we do not love him in God? And you cannot love your neighbor unless you love God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Third Degree of Love: Love of God for God's Sake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;...We have obtained this degree when we can say, "Give praise to the Lord for he is good, not because he is good to me, but because he is good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-5872591916170472974?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/5872591916170472974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=5872591916170472974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5872591916170472974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5872591916170472974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/11/snip-its.html' title='Snip-its'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-1770372173502089344</id><published>2007-10-28T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T23:16:02.345-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They that Wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;They that wait on the Lord shall renew their strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;They will mount up with wings like an eagle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;They will run and not grow weary at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;They will walk and will not faint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jesus, we will wait on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh hear our cry again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jesus, we will wait on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;as you renew us from within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We will hold onto your promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;until you come again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We will wait on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;They that wait on the Lord shall renew their strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; They will mount up with wings like an eagle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; They will run and not grow weary at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; They will walk and will not faint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Matt Goss Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-1770372173502089344?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/1770372173502089344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=1770372173502089344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1770372173502089344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1770372173502089344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/10/they-that-wait.html' title='They that Wait'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-8432676060906196948</id><published>2007-10-23T18:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T18:22:37.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A beautiful song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tomorrow morning if you wake up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and the sun does not appear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I will be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If in the dark, we lose sight of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hold my hand, and have no fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;'Cause I will be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I will be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When you feel like being quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When you need to speak your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I will listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I will be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When the laughter turns to cryin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Through the winning, losing and trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We'll be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I will be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tomorrow morning, if you wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And the future is unclear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I will be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just as sure as seasons were made for change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Our lifetimes were made for these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So I will be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I will be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And you can cry on my shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When the mirror tells us we're older&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I will hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I will be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;To watch you grow in beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And tell you all the things you are to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I will be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I will be true to the promise I have made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;To you and to the One who gave you to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tomorrow morning, if you wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And the sun does not appear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I will be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh, I will be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Steven Curtis Chapman, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Will Be Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-8432676060906196948?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/8432676060906196948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=8432676060906196948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8432676060906196948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8432676060906196948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/10/beautiful-song.html' title='A beautiful song'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-4930722968462624564</id><published>2007-10-10T23:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T23:18:08.681-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter from God to all Women...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I made her... she is different. With love I formed her in her mother’s womb. I fashioned her with great joy. I remember, with pleasure, the day I created her. I love her smile. I love her ways. I love to hear her laugh. And the silly things she says and does. She brings me great pleasure. This is how I made her. I made her pretty and not beautiful because I knew heart, and I knew she would be vain... I wanted her to search out her heart, and learn that it would be me in her that made her beautiful... and it would be Me in her heart that would draw friends to her. I made her in such a way that she would need me. I made her a little more lonesome than she would like to be, I know her heart, I know if I had not made her like this she would have gone her own way and forgotten about me... her Creator. I have given her many good and happy things... because I love her. Because I love her, I have seen her broken heart and the tears she’s cried alone. And I have cried with her and had a broken heart too. Many times she has stumbled and fallen alone, only because she would not hold my hand. So many lessons she has learned the hard way because she would not listen to my voice... So many times I have sat back and watched her go her own way, only to return to my arms sad and broken. And now she is mine again... I made her, and then I bought her... Because I love her. I have to reshape and mold her.. To renew her to what I had planned for her to be. It has not been easy for her or for me. I want her to be conformed to my image... This is the high goal I have set for her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Because I love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When I created the heavens and earth, I spoke them into being. When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils. But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man because your nostrils are too delicate . I allowed a deep sleep to come over him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you. Man was put to sleep so he could not interfere with my creativity. From one bone I fashioned you. I chose the bone that protects man’s life. I chose the rib, which protects the heart and lungs, and supports him, as you are meant to do. Around this one bone I shaped you... I molded you. I created you perfectly and beautifully. Your characteristics are as the rib, strong, yet delicate and fragile. You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart. His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life, the rib cage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Support the man as the rib cage supports the body. You were not taken from his feet, to be below him, nor from his head to be above him. You were taken from his side to stand beside him and be held close to his side.&lt;/span&gt; You are my perfect angel, you are my beautiful little girl. You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence, and my eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart. Your eyes-don’t change them. Your lips- how lovely when they part in prayer. Your hands- how gently to touch. I’ve caressed your face in deep sleep. I’ve held your heart close to mine. Of all that lives and breathes you are the most like me. Adam walked with me in the cool of the day, and yet he was lonely. He could not see me or touch me, he could only feel me. For everything I wanted Adam to share and experience with me, I fashioned you- my holiness, my strength, my purity, my love, my protection, my support. You are special because you are an extension of me. Man represents my image; woman, my emotions. Together you represent the totality of God. So man, treat woman well. Love her, respect her, for she is fragile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-4930722968462624564?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/4930722968462624564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=4930722968462624564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/4930722968462624564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/4930722968462624564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/10/letter-from-god-to-all-women.html' title='A Letter from God to all Women...'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-1830963018544408569</id><published>2007-10-02T21:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T21:12:16.672-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there's a well that is deep and strong&lt;br /&gt;that's clear and cold and refreshing&lt;br /&gt;in this well there's an endless supply&lt;br /&gt;of the Father's love for His children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a stream that flows from the throne&lt;br /&gt;it's full of joy everlasting&lt;br /&gt;it makes glad the hearts of the saints&lt;br /&gt;and covers us all with its blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we turn to You to fill our souls&lt;br /&gt;and we run to You to make us whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the Fountain of living water,&lt;br /&gt;the Well that will never run dry&lt;br /&gt;You're the River of love and forgiveness,&lt;br /&gt;the God who can satisfy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so saturate me...&lt;br /&gt;captivate me...&lt;br /&gt;saturate me&lt;br /&gt;be my treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still I drink from dry, dusty wells&lt;br /&gt;that promise some life to my soul&lt;br /&gt;and I find that time after time&lt;br /&gt;I'm as empty as I was before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but Jesus stands ready to drench&lt;br /&gt;the innermost place of our hearts&lt;br /&gt;and those who drink deeply of Him&lt;br /&gt;will never thirst again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we turn to you to fill our souls&lt;br /&gt;and we run to you to make us whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the fountain of living water&lt;br /&gt;the Well that will never run dry&lt;br /&gt;You're the river of love and forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;the God who can satisfy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so saturate me...&lt;br /&gt;captivate me...&lt;br /&gt;saturate me...&lt;br /&gt;be my treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the fountain of living water&lt;br /&gt;the Well that will never run dry&lt;br /&gt;You're the river of love and forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;the God who can satisfy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Fountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;, by Matt Rexford: a song that every church, every believer, every person needs to learn! Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-1830963018544408569?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/1830963018544408569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=1830963018544408569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1830963018544408569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1830963018544408569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/10/fountain.html' title='Fountain'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-2491713251631471129</id><published>2007-09-28T21:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T21:53:25.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Let Me Lose My Wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;We know how easy it can be to hear the story of the gospel and it to sound dangerously familiar to us, so we use this solo song at the end of an evening of hymns to let them breathe and let people have time to reflect and pray that the wonder of Christ and His work in the world should not be forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;~ Keith and Kristyn Getty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I've seen days melt into nights in circles of lights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I've watched a spider spin a star between the window box flowers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I've heard you laugh and cry in a single sigh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and a story form within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't let me lose my wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't let me lose my wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I saw her broken dreams inside but helping others fly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I saw his eyes without a doubt though other lights faded out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And though her calling roared, such graciousness poured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;From the vision of her soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A baby cried through the dark beneath a jeweled spark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I knew Your voice upon the hill and heard my lostness still,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I found my home in the light where wrong was made right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And You rose as the morning star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-2491713251631471129?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/2491713251631471129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=2491713251631471129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2491713251631471129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2491713251631471129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/09/dont-let-me-lose-my-wonder_28.html' title='Don&apos;t Let Me Lose My Wonder'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-608865990521698748</id><published>2007-09-13T21:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T21:39:19.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 66</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shout for joy to God, all the earth! Sing the glory of His name; make His praise glorious. Say to God, "How awesome are your deeds! So great is your power that your enemies cringe before you. All the earth bows down to you; they sing praise to you, they sing the praises of your name." Come and see what God has done, his awesome deeds for humankind! He turned the sea into dry land, they passed through the waters on foot--come, let us rejoice in him... Come and hear, all you who fear God; let me tell you what He has done for me. I cried out to Him with my mouth; His praise was on my tongue. If I had cherished sin in my heart, the Lord would not have listened; but God has surely listened and has heard my prayer. Praise be to God, who has not rejected my prayer or withheld his love from me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-608865990521698748?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/608865990521698748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=608865990521698748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/608865990521698748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/608865990521698748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/09/psalm-66.html' title='Psalm 66'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-8030839752501894667</id><published>2007-09-11T20:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T20:31:28.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Romans 8:26-27</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints in accordance with God's will.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;P.S. Thank you, Mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-8030839752501894667?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/8030839752501894667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=8030839752501894667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8030839752501894667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8030839752501894667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/09/romans-826-27.html' title='Romans 8:26-27'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-4358282229913460138</id><published>2007-09-11T11:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T11:36:09.588-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Please continue to pray for my friend. The situation is not necessarily better, and I am at a place of absolute confusion as to what to say, what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="return false;" tabindex="10"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to do ...even what to pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-4358282229913460138?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/4358282229913460138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=4358282229913460138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/4358282229913460138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/4358282229913460138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/09/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-805511913842944709</id><published>2007-09-05T22:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:40:01.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears of the Saints</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There are many prodigal sons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; On our city streets they run &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Searching for shelter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; There are homes broken down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; People’s hopes have fallen to the ground &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; From failures &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; This is an emergency! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; There are tears from the saints &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; For the lost and unsaved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; We’re crying for them come back home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; We’re crying for them come back home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And all your children will stretch out their hands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And pick up the crippled man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Father, we will lead them home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Father, we will lead them home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; There are schools full of hatred &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Even churches have forsaken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Love and mercy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; May we see this generation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; In its state of desperation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; For Your glory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; This is an emergency! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; There are tears from the saints &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; For the lost and unsaved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; We’re crying for them come back home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; We’re crying for them come back home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And all your children will stretch out their hands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And pick up the crippled man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Father, we will lead them home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Father, we will lead them home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Sinner, reach out your hands! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Children in Christ you stand! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Sinner, reach out your hands! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Children in Christ you stand! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; There are tears from the saints &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; For the lost and unsaved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; We’re crying for them come back home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; We’re crying for them come back home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And all Your children will stretch out their hands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And pick up the crippled man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Father, we will lead them home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Father, we will lead them home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tears of the Saints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;, Leeland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I love this song; it gives me goosebumps and brings tears to the brink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-805511913842944709?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/805511913842944709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=805511913842944709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/805511913842944709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/805511913842944709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/09/tears-of-saints.html' title='Tears of the Saints'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-1746913856940644687</id><published>2007-09-05T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:23:19.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut Up and Pray</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Times New Roman Baltic;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"This is the confidence we have in approaching God: that if we ask anything according to His will, He hears us.  And if we know that He hears us--whatever we ask--we know that we have what we asked of Him." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 John 5:14-15 NIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;   "...I had read about the "shut up and pray" principle, and I believed it was the strategy God wanted me to employ in both of these situations.  I was relatively certain that I was praying according to God's will, and I claimed God's promise in the verses above.  But to be honest, I wasn't completely sure until I witnessed the Lord's supernatural intervention.  David prayed, "Set a guard over my mouth, O Lord; keep watch over the door of my lips." (Psalm 141:3)  If we pressure people or say the wrong things when we want them to change their behavior or course of action, we can make them more stubborn and resistant.  In these cases, we're not helping God, we're hindering Him.  Often, the Lord won't get involved in matters like these until we back off and hand them completely over to Him.  If we stop trying to accomplish what only God can, and if we invite Him into the situation through fervent prayer, He will do what we can't.  He knows how to reach these people even when we don't, and He can put pressure on them in ways that will turn their hearts toward--not against--Him and us.  If we're ever tempted to harbor bitterness or resentment against the people involved, we must repent and ask for God's forgiveness and help, otherwise our prayers won't be very effective.  If you feel like you've tried everything to get someone to change their behavior or course of action and you've gotten nowhere, let me encourage you to entrust the matter to the Lord, "enter His rest," and "cease from your own labors." (Hebrews 4:3,10)  Persevere in prayer, then be prepared to witness the miracle-working power of God! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;   Lord, show me when to confront someone about their behavior, and when to just be silent and pray for them.  Help me to do my part, and to let You do Yours. When I'm tempted to hold anything against anyone, help me to forgive them quickly and thoroughly.  Thank You that because of my right-standing with You in Christ Jesus, my prayers shall have "great power and wonderful results"!  (James 5:16 TLB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Excerpt from "Shut Up and Pray," a devotional by J.M. Farro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-1746913856940644687?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/1746913856940644687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=1746913856940644687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1746913856940644687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1746913856940644687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/09/shut-up-and-pray.html' title='Shut Up and Pray'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-5086028115414766237</id><published>2007-08-30T20:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T20:06:59.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Please pray for wisdom for a friend.&lt;/span&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/30257820-5086028115414766237?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/5086028115414766237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=5086028115414766237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5086028115414766237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5086028115414766237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/08/please-pray-for-wisdom-for-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-1697773514621995247</id><published>2007-08-26T16:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T16:28:52.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Essence of Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;    Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;That You came to earth for me&lt;br /&gt;To die on a tree?&lt;br /&gt;Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;Son of man, Son of God&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I believe it's true&lt;br /&gt;More than words I bring to You&lt;br /&gt;May all I say and may all I do be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;May everything about me be&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah to my King&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;May everything about me be hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of me&lt;br /&gt;I surrender completely&lt;br /&gt;Take control&lt;br /&gt;I want all of You&lt;br /&gt;So I'm letting go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am healed and I'm forgiven&lt;br /&gt;I am free because I'm living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all so clear, it's all so clear&lt;br /&gt;I was born to worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;May everything about me be hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living Hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;, Sarah Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;We don't need instruments. We don't need special music. We don't need big buildings. We don't need contemporary styles or classical hymns. We don't need the top of technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we need is the risen Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make His name famous every day, everywhere. Soli Deo Gloria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-1697773514621995247?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/1697773514621995247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=1697773514621995247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1697773514621995247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1697773514621995247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/08/essence-of-worship.html' title='The Essence of Worship'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-3658700705166124028</id><published>2007-08-25T13:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T13:52:07.525-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Servanthood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Therefore if you have any encouragement from being united with Christ, if any comfort from his love, if any common sharing in the Spirit, if any tenderness and compassion, then make my joy complete by being like-minded, having the same love, being one in spirit and of one mind. Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in humility value others above yourselves, not looking to your own interests but each of you to the interests of the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your relationships with one another have the same attitude of mind Christ Jesus had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who, being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage; rather, he made himself nothing by taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness. And being found in appearance as a human being, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to death--even to death on a cross!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Philippians 2:1-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-3658700705166124028?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/3658700705166124028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=3658700705166124028' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/3658700705166124028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/3658700705166124028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/08/servanthood.html' title='Servanthood'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-5261187815515556719</id><published>2007-08-22T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T22:30:10.999-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This is what the Lord says--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he who made a way through the sea, a path through the mighty waters, who drew out the chariots and horses, the army and reinforcements together, and they lay there, never to rise again, extinguished, snuffed out like a wick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-5261187815515556719?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/5261187815515556719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=5261187815515556719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5261187815515556719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5261187815515556719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-what-lord-says-he-who-made-way.html' title=''/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-7772740972720172136</id><published>2007-08-11T11:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T11:34:48.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Than Conquerors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What, then, shall we say in response to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all--how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things? Who will bring charge against those whom God has chosen? It is God who justifies. Who then can condemn? No one. Christ who died---more than that, who was raised to life---is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us. Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? As it is written:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For your sake we face death all day long; we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, nether the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Romans 8:31-39&lt;/span&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/30257820-7772740972720172136?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/7772740972720172136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=7772740972720172136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7772740972720172136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7772740972720172136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-than-conquerors.html' title='More Than Conquerors'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-8394429702955614089</id><published>2007-08-06T13:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T13:16:37.704-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He Allows Me to Hunger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The son found himself in a barren place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;His Father said, "In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;place I will give you the peace you are longing for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I will give you spiritual food that will nourish you. You are always with Me---no matter what the circumstances---and all that I have is yours."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Then the Father, with great gentleness drew the son to himself. Quietly he said, "I am the one who allowed you to come into these humbling circumstances and who allowed you to hunger. I did this so that I might feed you with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;manna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;---My bread from heaven! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Only in this way could I help you to know that you cannot live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds from My mouth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;...Later still, the son wondered why one like himself, who was so richly fed and cared for at times, should at other times feel so poor and needy and thirsty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;His Father replied by asking four questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Can someone who has never thirsted know how precious is My living water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Can someone who has never discovered rivers of these living waters flowing on barren heights---can he ever lead his thirsty friend to those rivers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Can someone who has never walked the deep valleys of the spirit help a friend who is fainting---or lead this friend to the well-springs that will save the life of his soul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Can someone who has never seen burning sands in the wilderness turn into a refreshing pool---can he speak in praise of My marvels, or My power?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Amy Carmichael, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I come Quietly to Meet You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;One of the main blessings of discipline and challenges is that we are better equipped to comfort and lead someone else who is struggling when we have experienced the same thing. If we could only realize that every moment, every occurence has a full purpose, even if we don't see the purpose instantaneously. How amazing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;His &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;plans and how awesome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;His&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; purposes, even when we don't understand how or why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-8394429702955614089?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/8394429702955614089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=8394429702955614089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8394429702955614089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8394429702955614089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/08/he-allows-me-to-hunger.html' title='He Allows Me to Hunger'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-3040044938446814840</id><published>2007-07-16T10:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T10:48:06.524-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Colossians 1:9-14</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;For this reason, since the day we heard about you, we have not stopped praying for you and asking God to fill you with the knowledge of his will through all spiritual wisdom and understanding. And we pray this in order that you may live a life worthy of the Lord and please him in every way; bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God, being strengthened with all power according to his glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience, and joyfully giving thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of the saints in the kingdom of light. For he has rescued us from the dominion of darkness and brought us into the kingdom of the Son he loves, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; this passage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-3040044938446814840?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/3040044938446814840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=3040044938446814840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/3040044938446814840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/3040044938446814840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/07/colossians-19-14.html' title='Colossians 1:9-14'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-4042522783436597445</id><published>2007-07-12T12:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T12:57:59.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Stones</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;1 Peter 2:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You also, like living stones, are being built into a spiritual house to be a holy priesthood offering spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God through Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the inspiration of the Spirit, Peter called believers in Christ "living stones." The New Testament contains several different Greek words for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rock&lt;/span&gt;...Peter used &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lithos&lt;/span&gt;, which can refer to small or large stones [to refer to believers]. Interestingly, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lithos&lt;/span&gt; is also the original term used for the stone rolled away from Christ's tomb. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Wouldn't it be something if our lives became living stones exposing the empty tomb--the proof Jesus li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;ves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What if people were convinced we worship a living Savior simply by watching the effervescent life of the Spirit in us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Beth Moore, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Whispers of Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-4042522783436597445?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/4042522783436597445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=4042522783436597445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/4042522783436597445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/4042522783436597445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/07/living-stones.html' title='Living Stones'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-2023856276967592709</id><published>2007-07-10T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T13:21:54.135-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Prayer As You Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;All the world is a story&lt;br /&gt;All the world is a stage&lt;br /&gt;All the world is a canvas&lt;br /&gt;All the world is a page&lt;br /&gt;All the world is a horizon&lt;br /&gt;All the world is a field of dreams&lt;br /&gt;All the world is an open doorway&lt;br /&gt;All the world is a place for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;To be your voice&lt;br /&gt;To be your touch&lt;br /&gt;To give an answer&lt;br /&gt;To show your love&lt;br /&gt;To hold out hope&lt;br /&gt;To offer peace&lt;br /&gt;To shine your light for everyone to see&lt;br /&gt;In all the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the world is a someone&lt;br /&gt;All the world is a dance&lt;br /&gt;All the world is a moment&lt;br /&gt;All the world is a chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are amazing mercy&lt;br /&gt;You are undying grace&lt;br /&gt;I want them all to see how wonderful you are Upon my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All the World&lt;br /&gt;Point of Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-2023856276967592709?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/2023856276967592709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=2023856276967592709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2023856276967592709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2023856276967592709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/07/prayer-as-you-go.html' title='A Prayer As You Go'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-5272463023279164085</id><published>2007-07-05T09:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T09:45:57.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond the Sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="main-text"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;One morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When time is done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bright heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Will be our refuge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The city of God most high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I long for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That holy day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This longing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sometimes it captures my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And carries me far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Beyond the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Beyond all telling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Our Father himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Will be our light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;His arms will hold us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And with his hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;He'll wipe away the tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That stain our eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Falls over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's like a fire inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Burning the dark away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Beyond the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Beyond all telling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Our Father himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Will be our light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;His arms will hold us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And with his hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;He'll wipe away the tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That stain our eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="main-text"&gt;I heard this song by Fernando Ortega last night, after an evening of work. It stirred so many thoughts within. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="main-text"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The memories of a loved one flood upon us at random times throughout life. And, each day I see dying people, people looking forward to meeting their Creator, but longing to spend more time in this place they call "home." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What a comfort to know Who welcomes the faithful who have gone Home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-5272463023279164085?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/5272463023279164085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=5272463023279164085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5272463023279164085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5272463023279164085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/07/beyond-sky.html' title='Beyond the Sky'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-1721407627835268139</id><published>2007-07-02T10:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T10:15:17.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The Lord is faithful. He never ceases to provide the encouragement we need, at the moment we need it. I can only pray that He blesses those who encouraged you greatly in the last few days. ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-1721407627835268139?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/1721407627835268139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=1721407627835268139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1721407627835268139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1721407627835268139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/07/lord-is-faithful.html' title=''/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-5042789901482563924</id><published>2007-06-30T10:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T10:08:22.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;To someone I care about,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of you when I read this in my devotional book last night...Praying for a steady light to guide you and to clear the confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Father, there are so many paths I could walk--so many ways to choose. And there are certain decisions I must make that lead me around and around, until my heart is in confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I will fix my heart on this truth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I feel confused, there will always come a light, held low so that my feet won't stumble--a sure light that will shine on each step of my path. Thank you, Father, that you will speak the counsels of your word to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I Come Quietly to Meet You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;, arranged by David Hazard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-5042789901482563924?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/5042789901482563924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=5042789901482563924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5042789901482563924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5042789901482563924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-someone-i-care-about-i-thought-of.html' title=''/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-6707215001945171697</id><published>2007-06-22T20:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:33:04.421-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When Life Distracts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Amy Carmichael, in Edges of His Ways:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think distractions in prayer are often because we have let ourselves wander too far from the things that matter most. And so we slip into an easily interrupted, easily distracted frame of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My Father, something inward tells me I have been living scattered. Sometimes anxious. Restless. Distracted. Wandering inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I fix my eyes upon the cross now---upon the post and crossbeam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I come, Father, to hide myself in You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Excerpts from "I Come Quietly to Meet You," arranged by David Hazard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-6707215001945171697?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/6707215001945171697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=6707215001945171697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/6707215001945171697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/6707215001945171697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-life-distracts.html' title='When Life Distracts'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-9060138592526337221</id><published>2007-06-09T12:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T12:59:05.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Healing Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Healing rain is                      coming down&lt;br /&gt;                    It's coming nearer to this old town&lt;br /&gt;                    Rich and poor, weak and strong&lt;br /&gt;                    It's bringing mercy, it won't be long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Healing rain is                      coming down&lt;br /&gt;                    It's coming closer to the lost and found&lt;br /&gt;                    Tears of joy, and tears of shame&lt;br /&gt;                    Are washed forever in Jesus' name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Healing rain, it                      comes with fire&lt;br /&gt;                    So let it fall and take us higher&lt;br /&gt;                    Healing rain, I'm not afraid&lt;br /&gt;                    To be washed in Heaven's rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lift your heads,                      let us return&lt;br /&gt;                    To the mercy seat where time began&lt;br /&gt;                    And in your eyes, I see the pain&lt;br /&gt;                    Come soak this dry heart with healing rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And only You, the                      Son of man&lt;br /&gt;                    Can take a leper and let him stand&lt;br /&gt;                    So lift your hands, they can be held&lt;br /&gt;                    By someone greater, the great I Am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Healing rain, it                      comes with fire&lt;br /&gt;                    So let it fall and take us higher&lt;br /&gt;                    Healing rain, I'm not afraid&lt;br /&gt;                    To be washed in Heaven's rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To be washed in                      Heaven's rain... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Healing rain is                      falling down&lt;br /&gt;                    Healing rain is falling down&lt;br /&gt;                    I'm not afraid&lt;br /&gt;                    I'm not afraid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Michael W. Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-9060138592526337221?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/9060138592526337221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=9060138592526337221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/9060138592526337221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/9060138592526337221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/06/healing-rain.html' title='Healing Rain'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-3537336260578795358</id><published>2007-06-01T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T04:13:56.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/RmCqTz0zPSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/0zlPvz65s4Y/s1600-h/backdrop+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/RmCqTz0zPSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/0zlPvz65s4Y/s200/backdrop+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071240437725084962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;The following is a beautiful picture of marriage, as written on a plaque in our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woman was created from the rib of man,&lt;br /&gt;not from his head to be above him,&lt;br /&gt;nor from his feet to be walked upon,&lt;br /&gt;but from his side to be equal,&lt;br /&gt;near his arm to be protected,&lt;br /&gt;and close to his heart to be loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-3537336260578795358?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/3537336260578795358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=3537336260578795358' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/3537336260578795358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/3537336260578795358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/06/following-is-beautiful-picture-of.html' title=''/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/RmCqTz0zPSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/0zlPvz65s4Y/s72-c/backdrop+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-9033207054030387178</id><published>2007-05-22T18:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T18:41:58.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I wanna start it over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I wanna start again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I want a new beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; One without any end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I feel it inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Calling out to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It's a voice that whispers my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It's a kiss without any shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Something beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Like a song that stirs in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Singing love will take us where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Something's beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I've heard it in the silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Seen it on a face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I've felt it in a long hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Like a sweet embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I know this is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It's calling out to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; REPEAT CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; BRIDGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It's the child on her wedding day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It's the daddy that gives her away--Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Something beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; When we laugh so hard we cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It's the love between you and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Newsboys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-9033207054030387178?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/9033207054030387178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=9033207054030387178' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/9033207054030387178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/9033207054030387178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/05/something-beautiful.html' title='Something Beautiful'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-4927799395572301015</id><published>2007-04-26T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T22:47:37.389-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Made to Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The dream is fading, now i'm staring at the door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I know its over cause my feet have hit the cold floor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Check my reflection, I ain't feelin' what I see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's no mystery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Whatever happened to a passion I could live for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What became of the flame that made me feel more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And when did I forget that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Chorus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I was made to love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I was made to find you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I was made just for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Made to adore you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I was made to love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And be loved by you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You were here before me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You were waiting on me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And you said you'd keep me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Never would you leave me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I was made to love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and be loved by you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The dream's alive with my eyes opened wide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Back in the ring you've got me swinging for the grand prize &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I feel the haters spittin' vapors on my dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;But I still believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm reachin' out, reachin' up, reachin' over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I feel a breeze cover me called Jehovah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And daddy I'm on my way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;'Cause I was made to love... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bridge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Anything I would give up for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Everything, I'd give it all away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Toby Mac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-4927799395572301015?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/4927799395572301015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=4927799395572301015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/4927799395572301015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/4927799395572301015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/04/made-to-love.html' title='Made to Love'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-4060004313019279296</id><published>2007-04-21T19:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T19:07:07.419-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mighty to Save</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Everyone needs compassion&lt;br /&gt;A love that's never failing&lt;br /&gt;Let mercy fall on me&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;A kindness of a Savior&lt;br /&gt;The hope of nations&lt;br /&gt;Savior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can move the mountains&lt;br /&gt; My God is Mighty to save&lt;br /&gt; He is Mighty to save&lt;br /&gt; Forever&lt;br /&gt; Author of salvation&lt;br /&gt; He rose and conquered the grave&lt;br /&gt; Jesus conquered the grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;So take me as You find me&lt;br /&gt;All my fears and failures&lt;br /&gt;Fill my life again&lt;br /&gt;I give my life to follow&lt;br /&gt;Everything i believe in&lt;br /&gt;Now i surrender&lt;br /&gt;Shine your light and let the whole world see&lt;br /&gt;We're singing for the glory of the risen King...Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Hillsong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-4060004313019279296?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/4060004313019279296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=4060004313019279296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/4060004313019279296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/4060004313019279296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/04/mighty-to-save.html' title='Mighty to Save'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-3755253662112127895</id><published>2007-04-15T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T13:49:36.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be a Woman of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Timothy 3:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the same way, their wives are to be women worthy of respect, not malicious talkers, but temperate and trustworthy in everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;What a life to strive for, what a calling! On top of Proverbs 31, this verse gives a lot for us women to learn, cultivate, and practice. Sometimes it seems impossible, but the godly characteristics are worth the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men should be looking for a woman who is striving to be the Proverbs 31 woman, and the 1 Timothy 3:11 woman. But, at the same time, women need to be living in such a way that emulates these verses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I becoming this type of a woman? What am I doing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;each day&lt;/span&gt; to become a woman of such caliber? Am I thankful, encouraging and optimistic? Or do I criticize, gossip, and complain? When I step out in faith, He will provide the strength and grace I need to become the woman of Proverbs 31 and 1 Timothy 3:11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-3755253662112127895?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/3755253662112127895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=3755253662112127895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/3755253662112127895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/3755253662112127895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/04/to-be-woman-of-god.html' title='To Be a Woman of God'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-7942567544144235538</id><published>2007-04-14T15:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T15:26:00.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Longing to Hear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Staring in the face of God&lt;br /&gt;Feeling His breath run across my face&lt;br /&gt;Touching the hands of Christ&lt;br /&gt;Feeling His wounds dripping with my faith&lt;br /&gt;He wipes my face of all of my tears&lt;br /&gt;All my painful memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Welcome good and faithful&lt;br /&gt;Welcome home&lt;br /&gt;Welcome good and faithful&lt;br /&gt;Welcome home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the angels on their faces&lt;br /&gt;As they cry out to you&lt;br /&gt;Singing praise and glory&lt;br /&gt;And all honor be to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I lift my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see my King&lt;br /&gt;And I hear Him say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear the angels&lt;br /&gt;As they sing your praises&lt;br /&gt;I see the saints&lt;br /&gt;As they dance in your name&lt;br /&gt;I feel your arms&lt;br /&gt;As you draw me closer&lt;br /&gt;You whisper in my ear and say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Welcome Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farewell June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I cannot wait for the day that I will hear these words. What a comfort to know that those dearly loved friends and family who have gone before now hear these words from the One they served so faithfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-7942567544144235538?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/7942567544144235538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=7942567544144235538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7942567544144235538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7942567544144235538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/04/longing-to-hear.html' title='Longing to Hear'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-8295574940836206928</id><published>2007-04-09T20:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T20:54:28.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Darling, did you know that I&lt;br /&gt;                    I dream about you&lt;br /&gt;                    Waiting for the look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;                    When we meet for the first time&lt;br /&gt;                    And darling, did you know that I&lt;br /&gt;                    I pray about you&lt;br /&gt;                    Praying that you will hold on&lt;br /&gt;                  And keep your loving eyes only for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    'Cause I am waiting for, praying for you darling&lt;br /&gt;                    Wait for me too&lt;br /&gt;                    Wait for me as I wait for you&lt;br /&gt;                    'Cause I am waiting for, praying for you darling&lt;br /&gt;                    Wait for me too&lt;br /&gt;                    Wait for me as I wait for you&lt;br /&gt;                    Darling wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Darling did you know&lt;br /&gt;                    I dream about life together&lt;br /&gt;                    Knowing it will be forever&lt;br /&gt;                    I'll be yours and you'll be mine&lt;br /&gt;                    And darling when I say&lt;br /&gt;" Til death do us part"&lt;br /&gt;                    I mean it with all of my heart&lt;br /&gt;                    Now and always faithful to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I know you may have made mistakes&lt;br /&gt;                    But there's forgiveness, and a second chance&lt;br /&gt;                    So wait for me, darling wait for me&lt;br /&gt;                    Wait for me&lt;br /&gt;                    Darling wait for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Rebecca St. James&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-8295574940836206928?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/8295574940836206928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=8295574940836206928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8295574940836206928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/8295574940836206928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/04/wait-for-me.html' title='Wait for Me'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-6550345008866025771</id><published>2007-04-01T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T04:13:57.009-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty of His Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/RhBHBf3kgbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/V3jkMJPsmto/s1600-h/Sunset+April+1+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/RhBHBf3kgbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/V3jkMJPsmto/s320/Sunset+April+1+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048613273342345650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;"The heavens declare the glory of God;&lt;br /&gt;the skies proclaim the work of His hands."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Psalm 19:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/RhBHB_3kgcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/aMx9fZ77sYo/s1600-h/Sunset+April+1+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/RhBHB_3kgcI/AAAAAAAAAEk/aMx9fZ77sYo/s320/Sunset+April+1+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048613281932280258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soli Deo Gloria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;To God alone be the glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/RhBG2v3kgaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/8xMrffwwwq0/s1600-h/Sunset+April+1+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-6550345008866025771?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/6550345008866025771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=6550345008866025771' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/6550345008866025771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/6550345008866025771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/04/beauty-of-his-hands.html' title='Beauty of His Hands'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/RhBHBf3kgbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/V3jkMJPsmto/s72-c/Sunset+April+1+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-1806749693194017056</id><published>2007-03-27T20:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T20:39:51.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Compares</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I've heard all the stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I've seen all the signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Witnessed all the glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tasted all that's fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nothing compares to the greatness of knowing You, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nothing compares to the greatness of knowing You, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I see all the people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Wasting all their time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Building up their riches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;For a life that's fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nothing compares to the greatness of knowing You, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nothing compares to the greatness of knowing You, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I find myself just living for today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause I don't know what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Tomorrow's gonna bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;So no matter if I rise or fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll never be alone, oh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Third Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-1806749693194017056?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/1806749693194017056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=1806749693194017056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1806749693194017056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1806749693194017056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/03/nothing-compares.html' title='Nothing Compares'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-4431216895989729554</id><published>2007-03-24T08:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T04:13:57.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Following You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/RgUfuPbiPYI/AAAAAAAAADY/3R3gf7x6oL4/s1600-h/Cedarville+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/RgUfuPbiPYI/AAAAAAAAADY/3R3gf7x6oL4/s320/Cedarville+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045473836814974338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When I look to You suddenly I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I see the real me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Stripped of all the worlds coverings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That’s my true, my true identity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This world has so much more clarity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;With You walkin’ right in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I’ll keep it short ‘cause I learn so much more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When I’m just listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;With my eyes on You, You’re watchin’ all I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That’s when my motives are true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This world has so much more clarity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;With You walkin’ right in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;With all my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;With all my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;With all my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And all my strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;With all my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;With all my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;With all my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And all my strength, I’m Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I’m following You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This world has so much more clarity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;With You walkin’ right in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It’s such a better place to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;With You in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And I’m following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Following You, Following You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Jadon Lavik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-4431216895989729554?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/4431216895989729554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=4431216895989729554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/4431216895989729554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/4431216895989729554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/03/following-you.html' title='Following You'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/RgUfuPbiPYI/AAAAAAAAADY/3R3gf7x6oL4/s72-c/Cedarville+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-7968579744561159389</id><published>2007-03-23T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T20:42:02.068-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gravity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; The ways of this world are grabbing a hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Won't let me go, won't let me fly by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It takes it's toll down on my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; ‘Cause I know what I need in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't let me lose my sight of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Don't let me lose my sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don't want to fall away from You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Gravity is pulling me on down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I don't want to fall away from You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Gravity is pulling me to the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This world keeps making me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; But I'm going to try, going to try to fly, going to fly high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Don't want to give into the sin, want to stay in You ‘til the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Don't want to lose my sight of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Don't want to lose my sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I want to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Into the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Turn my back on this old world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Leave it all behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; This place is not my home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It's got nothing for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Only leaves me emptiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; And tears in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Shawn McDonald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-7968579744561159389?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/7968579744561159389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=7968579744561159389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7968579744561159389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7968579744561159389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/03/gravity.html' title='Gravity.'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-7174627439544429772</id><published>2007-03-18T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T22:35:59.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Soli Deo Gloria</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Now to Him who is able to do&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; immeasurably more&lt;/span&gt; than all we ask or imagine, according to His power that is at work within us, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to Him be the glory&lt;/span&gt; in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-7174627439544429772?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/7174627439544429772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=7174627439544429772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7174627439544429772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/7174627439544429772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/03/soli-deo-gloria.html' title='Soli Deo Gloria'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-1769782443241727869</id><published>2007-03-16T19:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T19:49:54.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes You Have</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Every tree and every stone  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Every rushing wind that moans  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;They sing Your praise  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My God, they sing Your praise  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Every star and open sky  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tell of Your glory divine  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;They shout Your praise  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;They shout Your praise, yeah  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;You’ve stolen my heart&lt;br /&gt;Yes, You have!&lt;br /&gt;You’ve stolen my heart&lt;br /&gt;Yes, You have!&lt;br /&gt;You’ve wiped away the stains&lt;br /&gt;And broke away the chains&lt;br /&gt;Yes, You have!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;With Your love You set me free  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Three nails gave me liberty  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So I’ll sing Your praise  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My God, I’ll sing Your praise  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh, with Your love  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You forgave my sin  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Forgot my past  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And brought me back again  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So I’ll sing Your praise  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I’ll sing Your praise, yeah  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If I ascend into the sky  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Or hide behind the night  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I can not run Your love is chasing me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;If I fall into the sea  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your hand will rescue me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No one will take Your place  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Because  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This is all for You  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yes, this is all for You  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You’re the King of the world  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You’re the King of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yes You Have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Leeland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-1769782443241727869?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/1769782443241727869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=1769782443241727869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1769782443241727869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1769782443241727869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/03/yes-you-have.html' title='Yes You Have'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-2565004472849854341</id><published>2007-02-12T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T04:13:57.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/RdEb8AY0Y-I/AAAAAAAAABA/3E9u5_6ZSuk/s1600-h/nada+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/RdEb8AY0Y-I/AAAAAAAAABA/3E9u5_6ZSuk/s320/nada+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030832976459752418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ZOEgirl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Feelin' so crazy lately&lt;br /&gt;When it seems that You're not around&lt;br /&gt;The sun and the moon shine bright&lt;br /&gt;But my eyes are all Yours now&lt;br /&gt;Don't know how I lived with out You&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember how it used to feel&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I can't imagine if I had no You to hold me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where would I go with no You to run to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No You to hold me when I am afraid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who would I be with no You beside me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I oughta know it by now without You there's no me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ohhh, there's no me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, when I need You, You're always here&lt;br /&gt;To play through the laughter, love through the tears&lt;br /&gt;And when my heart seems so far away&lt;br /&gt;Into Your arms is where I wanna stay&lt;br /&gt;I try to find the words to tell You&lt;br /&gt;All the things my heart's been telling me&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna know how it feels to have no You to love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where would I go with no You to run to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No You to hold me when I am afraid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where would I be with no You beside me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I oughtta know it by now without you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-2565004472849854341?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/2565004472849854341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=2565004472849854341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2565004472849854341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/2565004472849854341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/02/no-you.html' title='No You'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/RdEb8AY0Y-I/AAAAAAAAABA/3E9u5_6ZSuk/s72-c/nada+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-1760345859737867156</id><published>2007-02-11T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T04:13:57.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here With Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mercy Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long for Your embrace&lt;br /&gt;Every single day&lt;br /&gt;To meet You in this place&lt;br /&gt;And see You face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you show me?&lt;br /&gt;Reveal Yourself to me&lt;br /&gt;Because of Your mercy&lt;br /&gt;I fall down on my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I can feel Your presence here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suddenly I'm lost within Your beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caught up in the wonder of Your touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here in this moment I surrender to Your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;I am not alone&lt;br /&gt;You call me as Your own&lt;br /&gt;To know You and be known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are holy&lt;br /&gt;And I fall down on my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can feel Your presence here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suddenly I'm lost within Your beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caught up in the wonder of Your touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here in this moment I surrender to Your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surrender to Your grace&lt;br /&gt;I surrender to the one who took my place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can feel Your presence here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suddenly I'm lost within Your beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caught up in the wonder of Your touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here in this moment I surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can feel Your presence here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suddenly I'm lost within Your beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caught up in the wonder of Your touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here in this moment I surrender to Your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/Rc_X6gY0Y9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/sjMaVOJAnbg/s1600-h/sunrise+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/Rc_X6gY0Y9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/sjMaVOJAnbg/s320/sunrise+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030476708922549202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-1760345859737867156?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/1760345859737867156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=1760345859737867156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1760345859737867156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/1760345859737867156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/02/here-with-me.html' title='Here With Me'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5iWU_DgZNiA/Rc_X6gY0Y9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/sjMaVOJAnbg/s72-c/sunrise+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-155106173754802781</id><published>2007-02-06T18:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T18:23:43.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Jennifer Knapp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;He is my Light and my Salvation&lt;br /&gt;Whom have I to fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His secret place I'll hide and pray&lt;br /&gt;That I might&lt;br /&gt;hear a simple word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, how I would have despaired&lt;br /&gt;If You had not come found me there&lt;br /&gt;I can lean against&lt;br /&gt;Your throne and find my Peace&lt;br /&gt;Find my Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when my enemies draw near&lt;br /&gt;I pray that they will find&lt;br /&gt;That I'm protected and secure&lt;br /&gt;All tempests He will bind&lt;br /&gt;With a mighty word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, how i would have despaired&lt;br /&gt;If You had not come found me there&lt;br /&gt;I can lean against&lt;br /&gt;Your throne and find my Peace&lt;br /&gt;Find my Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my Light and my Salvation whom have I to fear?&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-155106173754802781?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/155106173754802781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=155106173754802781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/155106173754802781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/155106173754802781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/02/peace.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-5763193807036835853</id><published>2007-02-01T09:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T15:56:35.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Inside Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hillsong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A thousand times I've failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Still Your mercy remains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Should I stumble again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Still I'm caught in Your grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Everlasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your light will shine when all else fades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Never ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your glory goes beyond all fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Your will above all else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My purpose remains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;The art of losing myself&lt;br /&gt;In bringing You praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Everlasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  Your light will shine when all else fades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  Never ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  Your glory goes beyond all fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;In my heart, in my soul&lt;br /&gt;I give You control&lt;br /&gt;Consume me from the inside out, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Let justice and praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Become my embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;To love You from the inside out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Everlasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Your light will shine when all else fades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Never ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Your glory goes beyond all fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;And the cry of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Is to bring You praise&lt;br /&gt;From the inside out&lt;br /&gt;Lord my soul cries out&lt;/span&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/30257820-5763193807036835853?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/5763193807036835853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=5763193807036835853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5763193807036835853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5763193807036835853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/02/from-inside-out.html' title='From the Inside Out'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-5743720484348378217</id><published>2007-01-31T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T22:56:00.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Came to the Rescue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hillsong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falling on my knees in worship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;giving all I am to seek Your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lord, all I am is Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my whole life I place in Your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;God of mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;humbled I bow down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;in Your presence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;at Your throne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I called--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You answered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and You came to my rescue and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;want to be where You are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;in my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;be lifted high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;in our world... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;be lifted high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;in our love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;be lifted high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/30257820-5743720484348378217?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/5743720484348378217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=5743720484348378217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5743720484348378217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/5743720484348378217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/01/came-to-rescue.html' title='Came to the Rescue'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-116976750801652290</id><published>2007-01-25T18:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T18:25:08.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Beyond Belief</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Despite the frustrations, the struggles, I have so much to be thankful for. He has blessed me beyond belief in so many areas. HE is faithful. Forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You, God, are awesome in your sanctuary; the God of Israel gives power and strength to His people. Praise be to God!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Psalm 68:35&lt;/span&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/30257820-116976750801652290?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/116976750801652290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=116976750801652290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/116976750801652290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/116976750801652290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/01/blessed-beyond-belief.html' title='Blessed Beyond Belief'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-116969791827977303</id><published>2007-01-24T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:05:18.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Kneel</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"[For my determined purpose is] that I may know Him [that I may progressively become more deeply and intimately acquainted with Him, perceiving and recognizing and understanding the wonders of His Person more strongly and more clearly...]" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; Philippians 3:10 AMP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will sing these words&lt;br /&gt;In a humble attempt to praise You&lt;br /&gt;I want to praise You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will raise my hands&lt;br /&gt;in a humble attempt to praise You&lt;br /&gt;My heart longs to praise You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These expressions of praise are all I know&lt;br /&gt;I will bow on my knees to let You know&lt;br /&gt;in Your presence Lord is where I want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I kneel&lt;br /&gt;I feel Your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;When I kneel before You Lord&lt;br /&gt;You heal me&lt;br /&gt;As the world around me fades away&lt;br /&gt;At Your feet I will remain&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord Your presence is so real&lt;br /&gt;When I kneel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Matt Goss Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-116969791827977303?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/116969791827977303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=116969791827977303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/116969791827977303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/116969791827977303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/01/when-i-kneel.html' title='When I Kneel'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-116952346352889716</id><published>2007-01-22T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T22:37:43.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Exactly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I fear man&lt;br /&gt;When You made the heavens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I be afraid&lt;br /&gt;When You put the stars in place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I lose heart&lt;br /&gt;When I know how great You are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I give up&lt;br /&gt;When Your plans are full of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world&lt;br /&gt;we will have trouble&lt;br /&gt;But You have overcome the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brighter than the brightest star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Purer than the purest heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Filling us with courage and strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to follow You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world we will trouble&lt;br /&gt;But You have overcome the world&lt;br /&gt;You have overcome the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brighter than the brightest star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Purer than the purest heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Filling us with courage and strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to follow You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"You Shine"&lt;br /&gt;Brian Doerksen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-116952346352889716?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/116952346352889716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=116952346352889716' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/116952346352889716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/116952346352889716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/01/exactly.html' title='Exactly...'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30257820.post-116942436080237502</id><published>2007-01-21T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T19:06:00.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Legacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Nicole Nordeman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I don't mind if you've got something nice                      to say about me&lt;br /&gt;                    And I enjoy an accolade like the rest&lt;br /&gt;                    You could take my picture and hang it in a gallery&lt;br /&gt;                    Of all who's who and so-n-so's that used to be the best&lt;br /&gt;                    At such'n'such ... it wouldn't matter much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I won't lie, it feels alright to see your                      name in lights&lt;br /&gt;                    We all need an 'Atta boy' or 'Atta girl'&lt;br /&gt;                    But in the end I'd like to hang my hat on more besides&lt;br /&gt;                    The temporary trappings of this world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to leave a legacy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                     How will they remember me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                     Did I choose to love? Did I point to You enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                     To make a mark on things? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                     I want to leave an offering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                     A child of mercy and grace who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                     blessed your name unapologetically &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                     And leave that kind of legacy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I don't have to look too far or too long awhile                     &lt;br /&gt;                    To make a lengthly list of all that I enjoy&lt;br /&gt;                    It's an accumulating trinket and a treasure pile&lt;br /&gt;                    Where moth and rust, thieves and such will soon enough destroy                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Not well traveled, not well read, not well-to-do                      or well bred &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;                     Just want to hear instead, "Well Done" good and                      faithful one...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span back="#ffffff" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;" pt family="SANSSERIF"   lang="0" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30257820-116942436080237502?l=more-than-rubies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/feeds/116942436080237502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30257820&amp;postID=116942436080237502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/116942436080237502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30257820/posts/default/116942436080237502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-than-rubies.blogspot.com/2007/01/legacy.html' title='Legacy'/><author><name>CUgal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13630354351830942188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
