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"Sovereign Lord, who made the heaven, and the earth, and the sea, and everything in them." Acts 4:24 This was the beginning of the first recorded prayer from the very first grouping of the church. A few weeks ago I blogged about Gods value system and how it's not mine. How He assigns value differently than I do. How God values his glory above all else and how, I often value my well being, or the well being of those I love, above all else. So I guess it's no suprise that lately, my prayers are reflecting my value system. I find myself ...

I am not the world's most patient person. I was ok reading the story in Acts 3 about Peter and John healing the crippled beggar at the temple gates. It was when I got to Acts 4:21&22 that my brain started reeling... "After further threats they (the religious leaders) let them (Peter and John) go. They could not decide how to punish them, because all the people were praising God for what had happened (the crippled beggar had been healed in the name of Jesus by Peter and John). For the man who was miraculously healed was over forty years ...

As I read in Daniel 6 this morning, I had some thoughts. If I were Daniel and I heard the King's decree saying that anyone who prayed to a god other than the king would be eaten alive by a pack of hungry lions, I might have been tempted to make my a logical plea (*silently*) to the Lord telling Him that I love Him, buuuuut ... CLEARLY this cirucmstance warented me to obey the King, stop publicly serving the Lord and, ahum, not die. Not Daniel, though. Verse 10 says: "Now when Daniel learned that the decree had been published, he went ...

"I want to know Christ and the power of His resurrection and the fellowship of sharing in his sufferings, becoming like Him in His death, and so, somehow to attain to the resurrection from the dead."  Philippians 3:10 Scary.  That's my first thought.  When I wrote it in my journal this morning, and as I typed it just now, I had to will my hands to work.  "Share in His sufferings..."  That brings images to mind of losing my family or being diagnosed with something unfathomable.  Neither of which, if I'm honest, do I wake up in the morning ...

My husband and I love to hike, backpack, camp ... pretty much anything that has to do with us being in the mountains for an extended period of time with nothing but the packs on our back.  There is just something incomparably refreshing about waking up to the sounds of nature in the morning, drinking black coffee and chowing down on trail mix.  With all the distractions and stress of everyday life removed and replaced by miles and miles of trails and nature in its purest form, communing with God and refreshment come easy.  Makes me wish I was ...