<?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-1509084938317706448</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:17:46.115-08:00</updated><category term='trust'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='faithful God'/><category term='joblessness'/><category term='purpose'/><category term='free'/><category term='uncertain'/><category term='wait'/><category term='change'/><category term='need'/><category term='new'/><category term='boat'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='what god means to me through the psalms'/><category term='reward'/><category term='unknown'/><category term='dificult'/><category term='hope'/><category term='skydiving'/><category term='truth'/><category term='will of God'/><category term='known'/><category term='job searching'/><category term='blessing'/><category term='God is faithful'/><category term='temptation'/><category term='right'/><category term='the one'/><category term='israel'/><category term='christ'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='promise'/><category term='relief'/><category term='friend'/><category term='holy day'/><category term='my story'/><category term='songs of solomon'/><category term='worry'/><category term='sin'/><category term='salvation'/><category term='greatness'/><category term='nebuchadnezzar'/><category term='satisfied'/><category term='wrong'/><category term='God&apos;s promise'/><category term='lonely'/><category term='peace'/><category term='God'/><category term='pangs'/><category term='describe god'/><category term='faith'/><category term='joy'/><category term='Inspiration'/><category term='heart'/><category term='psalms 23'/><category term='valantine'/><category term='febuary 14'/><category term='life'/><category term='anticipate'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='hard'/><category term='belief'/><category term='sacrifice'/><category term='patience'/><category term='sacred'/><category term='sabbath'/><category term='ps 23'/><category term='run'/><category term='love'/><category term='abandon'/><category term='character of God'/><category term='sadness'/><category term='avoid'/><title type='text'>Comfort for your soul</title><subtitle type='html'>Let God be praised</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1509084938317706448.post-7766005624223407244</id><published>2011-09-14T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T20:52:43.537-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what god means to me through the psalms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ps 23'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faithful God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='describe god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psalms 23'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='character of God'/><title type='text'>Seeing God through Psalms 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Our Pastor gave a challenge to read Psalms 23 &amp;nbsp;and discover words that describe the character of God. This is what I've found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #e5d7bc; color: #783f04; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="rtl" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup id="en-KJV-14237"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;The LORD is my shepherd; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just the word SHEPHERD describes it all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I shall not want. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Generous, Intuitive, All-knowing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="rtl" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup id="en-KJV-14238"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Provider&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="rtl" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; he leadeth me beside the still waters. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Protector&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="rtl" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup id="en-KJV-14239"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;He restoreth my soul: &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Healer, Comforter&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="rtl" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Full of Grace,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Merciful, Spiritual Guide&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="rtl" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;sup id="en-KJV-14240"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Defender&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="rtl" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; for thou art with me; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Friend,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Companion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="rtl" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Leader, Corrector&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="rtl" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup id="en-KJV-14241"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Honorable,&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Exhault-er&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; thou anointest my head with oil; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Royal, Priest&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;my cup runneth over. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fulfill-er&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="rtl" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="rtl" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-KJV-14242"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forgiver,&amp;nbsp;Spoiler&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Father&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I challenge you to take a look at the Psalms and see what you'll find that &lt;b&gt;THERE ISN'T ENOUGH TO EXPLAIN WHAT GOD HAS BEEN TO US!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-7766005624223407244?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/7766005624223407244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=7766005624223407244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/7766005624223407244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/7766005624223407244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2011/09/seeing-god-through-psalms-23.html' title='Seeing God through Psalms 23'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-798070457583150482</id><published>2011-08-01T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T09:08:51.179-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='israel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing'/><title type='text'>You can't have my blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ae0fgm="218"&gt;Sometimes we take a look at ourselves and our relationship with God and we feel so privileged that we disregard the relationship God may have with another person who doesn't seem that chosen of God. But I learnt a rather interesting lessons the other day while reading through Deuteronomy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ae0fgm="199"&gt;While Israel was going up to possess Canaan which was promised to them, God purposely instructed them not to interfere with certain nations : Seir (Children of&amp;nbsp; Esau), Moabites (Children of&amp;nbsp; Lot), Ammon (Children of&amp;nbsp; Lot).&amp;nbsp;No matter how much favor God had on Israel, it did not override&amp;nbsp;his promises to the children of Esau, and Lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ae0fgm="199"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ae0fgm="199"&gt;Remember to be kind&amp;nbsp;to everyone and respect the faith and the blessings God has given others, no matter what your spiritual standing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ae0fgm="206"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ae0fgm="206"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong closure_uid_ae0fgm="301"&gt;I can't take your blessing! AND YOU SURELY CAN'T HAVE MINE&lt;/strong&gt;!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ae0fgm="206"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ae0fgm="195"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deut 2 :4,5&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em closure_uid_ae0fgm="300"&gt;4And command thou the people, saying, "Ye are to pass through the border of your brethren the children of Esau, who dwell in Seir; and they shall be afraid of you. Take ye good heed unto yourselves therefore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div closure_uid_ae0fgm="298"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5Meddle not with them; for I will not give you of their land, no, not so much as a foot breadth, because I have given Mount Seir unto Esau for a possession.&lt;/em&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/1509084938317706448-798070457583150482?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/798070457583150482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=798070457583150482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/798070457583150482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/798070457583150482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-cant-have-my-blessing.html' title='You can&apos;t have my blessing'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-5295961778401036318</id><published>2011-02-16T21:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T21:12:17.594-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anticipate'/><title type='text'>I wait</title><content type='html'>I sit here waiting..... anticipating....&lt;br /&gt;Wondering when will it be.&lt;br /&gt;When will I see my love again?&lt;br /&gt;When will I breathe with pain no more?&lt;br /&gt;When my burdens cann't be seen anymore?&lt;br /&gt;When will it be as I prayed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remember your words ....&lt;br /&gt;A smile creeps on my face ....&lt;br /&gt;"I am faithful ,&lt;br /&gt;I keep my promises "&lt;br /&gt;Such sweet sweet reassurance!&lt;br /&gt;Help me Trust you Lord.&lt;br /&gt;For you never fail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and time you prove yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Remove all my doubts,&lt;br /&gt;Cast out all my fears.&lt;br /&gt;I need you!&lt;br /&gt;I continue to wait for your working.&lt;br /&gt;Do your wonders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wait on you,&lt;br /&gt;Correct my faults,&lt;br /&gt;Forgive my doubts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wait, I wait for You. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-5295961778401036318?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/5295961778401036318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=5295961778401036318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/5295961778401036318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/5295961778401036318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-wait.html' title='I wait'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-7706453793779144365</id><published>2010-12-24T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T07:26:22.397-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free'/><title type='text'>Its free!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/TRYNFtK7D_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/QMgS6gEamLs/s1600/IMAG0041%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/TRYNFtK7D_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/QMgS6gEamLs/s200/IMAG0041%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554641582084001778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came upon some inspiration today and thought I would share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently had some issues with my phone, for those of you who know me. I dropped my phone...... and the screen cracked. Now this was not the first time this happened to me. So I figured that I was going to buy the glass and fix it myself, that would have saved me half the cost of getting a replacement phone. I bought my screen off from Amazon and had to wait. A week later it came, I was so excited, finally people will stop talking about my cracked phone. So with a some help I started the process of replacing the phone. Everything was going great till I got to the LCD screen. That was broken as well. With a little hope we placed the new screen over the broken LCD and reassembled the phone, turned the phone back on only to have a black screen staring back at me. This placed me deeper into the hole. I had a nice looking screen, but couldn't make calls or read my text messages. I could only receive calls. So then I went online and won a bid on a replacement LCD and screen all in one. It was going to be cheaper than just buying the LCD and I didn't want to take the chance of breaking anything. So I had to wait another four days to get the replacement. So with my replacement screen I started the process, only to be later disappointed, the LCD ribbon was too small. Disappointed and frustrated I finally decided to go to a Sprint store, prepared to pay whatever price they asked to get either a temporary phone or to fix my phone. I walked up to the desk and stated my case. The simple answer returned "Yes we can fix it, you can come back and get it in an hour." How much would it cost I asked. "Well since you have insurance it would be free."  Was the  reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right there I had a  revelation, how many times we go through life trying to fix our own problems. Thinking we have a faster, cheaper, better way to come to a solution when God has already promised to handle things? Instead of waiting over 2 weeks to repair my phone I could have had it done in an hour at no cost to me. I've learnt my lesson, when I have been wronged I am no more taking matters into my own hands -&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; 1 Thessalonians 4:6&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;That no man      go beyond and defraud his brother in any matter: because that the      Lord is the avenger of all such, as we also have forewarned you      and testified. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has promised to make help us through our situations- &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Matthew 11:30 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="jesus"&gt;For      my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;Most importantly the most important gift of life Salvation is free -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Romans 5:18 -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Therefore as by the offence of one judgment came upon all men to condemnation; even so by the righteousness of one the free gift came upon all men unto justification of life&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;h2 class="heading" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;h2 class="heading" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;Ephesians 2:8 - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;a name="Eph.2.8"&gt;&lt;sup class="verse"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; For by      grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is      the gift of God:    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: medium; "&gt;Trust Him with your life today! Let Him fix your problems! Its free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;            &lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5&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/1509084938317706448-7706453793779144365?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/7706453793779144365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=7706453793779144365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/7706453793779144365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/7706453793779144365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-free.html' title='Its free!!!!'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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/_UDbk-L4vj1A/TRYNFtK7D_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/QMgS6gEamLs/s72-c/IMAG0041%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1509084938317706448.post-1704301497385450731</id><published>2010-06-26T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T16:35:34.040-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s promise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greatness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faithful God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wait'/><title type='text'>Called to greatness! But when? But how?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/TCaOVVn1YKI/AAAAAAAAArc/W-DdETUQQfA/s1600/time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/TCaOVVn1YKI/AAAAAAAAArc/W-DdETUQQfA/s200/time.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487229693230145698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Have you ever felt called by God to perform an extra ordinary work for Him, but feel that in spite of what you do it just wouldn't happen? You try to place yourself in the ideal position, place, even around the right people. You take advantage of every opportunity made available to you that would possibly train you for that position, but still that opportunity thats truly yours never shows up.  So what now?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;You're not the only one. Don't doubt for a second that God's purpose for you has changed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;saiah 55:11 ~ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;in the thing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; whereto I sent it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Just in case you need an example, take a look at David. How long was it after he was anointed to be king did he actually be come king. At first he became king of only Judea, it wasn't until some seven (7) year later that he actually became king of all of Israel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Take a look at Joseph. Joseph dreamt his dreams, he dreamt that all his family would pay homage to him. I wonder what he thought of his dreams when he was sold into slavery. I wonder when he interpreted dreams in the prison if he remembered his dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px;  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My point is simply. Don't give up on the plans of God. It may not be in your timing or or the way we imagined but it will surely come to pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Psalms 27:14 ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;  "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wait on the      LORD: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I      say, on the LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/1509084938317706448-1704301497385450731?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/1704301497385450731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=1704301497385450731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/1704301497385450731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/1704301497385450731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2010/06/called-to-greatness-but-when-but-how.html' title='Called to greatness! But when? But how?'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/TCaOVVn1YKI/AAAAAAAAArc/W-DdETUQQfA/s72-c/time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1509084938317706448.post-8204140638919842754</id><published>2010-05-19T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T08:07:22.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Help me to be a better person, help  me to be a better friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/S_P81rQLWGI/AAAAAAAAArQ/BsyCtwtlirw/s1600/IS515-026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/S_P81rQLWGI/AAAAAAAAArQ/BsyCtwtlirw/s200/IS515-026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472995971259127906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost gave up on being good,&lt;br /&gt;I almost gave up on friendship&lt;br /&gt;For it seems I did all I could&lt;br /&gt;yet alone I endured the hardship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord help me to be a better person,&lt;br /&gt;Help me to be a better friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt kept in the dark&lt;br /&gt;what once was comfortable, felt out of place&lt;br /&gt;vulnerability gone,  the wall around my heart made its mark&lt;br /&gt;Friendships gone, oh no I did not replace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord help me to be a better person,&lt;br /&gt;Help me to be a better friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seemed to be no defenders, Friendship paid its crime&lt;br /&gt;Sentence to life imprisonment, no one seemed to mind&lt;br /&gt;No visitors came around, the inmate helped pass the time&lt;br /&gt;Now release our lives seemed entwined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord help me to be a better person,&lt;br /&gt;Help me to be a better friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should not have given up, I should have made it clear&lt;br /&gt;when in pain I close all doors,until the stress I can handle&lt;br /&gt;In my period of hard time, I needed a friend  who's there&lt;br /&gt;One to listen and to my darkness to hold a candle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord help me to be a better person,&lt;br /&gt;Help me to be a better friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be a better friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; be a better person,&lt;br /&gt;I'll give due warning, I'll keep you updated&lt;br /&gt;Just promise, don't let me spread that toxin&lt;br /&gt;and may this friendship never be abated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord make me to be a better person,&lt;br /&gt;Make to be a better friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=Proverbs+18:24&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;Proverbs 18:24&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      A man that hath friends must shew himself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friendly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: and there is a friend that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sticketh&lt;/span&gt; closer than a brother.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="file:///C:/Users/dshelton/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=Galatians+6:9&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;     Galatians 6:9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      And let us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-8204140638919842754?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/8204140638919842754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=8204140638919842754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/8204140638919842754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/8204140638919842754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2010/05/help-me-to-be-better-person-help-me-to.html' title='Help me to be a better person, help  me to be a better friend'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/S_P81rQLWGI/AAAAAAAAArQ/BsyCtwtlirw/s72-c/IS515-026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1509084938317706448.post-1908982604904285288</id><published>2010-05-06T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T08:06:33.121-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faithful God'/><title type='text'>Never forget who he is</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/S-LaagSN4bI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Fm6PqoJYWy8/s1600/prayer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 3pt 10px 10px 3pt; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/S-LaagSN4bI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Fm6PqoJYWy8/s320/prayer1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468173046458999218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes we get so caught up in our own situations that we lose sight of the realities of life, and the goodness of God. I know I am very guilty of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things don't go my way and it seems like I have to wait 'too long' for the answers my prayers, I begin to doubt it will ever come through and feel like giving up. I get so caught up in the fact that I don't have what I want that I can't see the spec of light beginning to shine through, showing me that I am so close to my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad God's goodness is not dependent on us, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'For He is faithful who has promised'.&lt;/span&gt; Take time and get out of your head and situation. Take a look at things from the outside. What are the ways that your prayers are being already answered.? Are you being trained in other areas at work?  Maybe that will bring the additional hours you've been wanting. Whatever it is, stop and think about your life, and thank God for beginning to come through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hebrews 10:23&lt;br /&gt;Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ps. Lord I thank you for the coming peace of mind at work and the opportunity to feel more useful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/1509084938317706448-1908982604904285288?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/1908982604904285288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=1908982604904285288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/1908982604904285288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/1908982604904285288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2010/05/never-forget-who-he-is.html' title='Never forget who he is'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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/_UDbk-L4vj1A/S-LaagSN4bI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Fm6PqoJYWy8/s72-c/prayer1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1509084938317706448.post-7778672893554563970</id><published>2010-03-25T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T11:06:44.788-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='known'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncertain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unknown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God is faithful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Into the unknown</title><content type='html'>Its been a little while since i've shared anything. This here its some inspiration from a sermon I heard about a month ago. I hope its as uplifting to you as it was to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/S6uShLHeNbI/AAAAAAAAApU/LRARKvEKgl4/s1600/unknonw2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/S6uShLHeNbI/AAAAAAAAApU/LRARKvEKgl4/s320/unknonw2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452612872479585714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraham is one of the greatest examples we have of faith. He gave up the known for the unknown, only knowing that God was the one who asked him to move. His life shows us that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Faith is not in knowing where you're going but its in leaving where you are. &lt;/span&gt;Another example of such faith is Noah. He did not see one drop of rain all through the period of building the ark. So don't wait on the scholarhip money to start school, or the interview call to buy the interview outfit. Stop holding on to old relationships for fear of the existence or non-existence of new relationships. Answer that call!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is God has called you to. Step out and do so now! The longer we take the harder it is to get moving. Don't fear the unknown, but know that "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Faithful is he that calleth you&lt;/span&gt;, "~ 1 Thes 5:24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to get to new grounds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be willing to let somethings die, or let some people go. &lt;/span&gt;Some of us need to let go of the excess baggage that we carry. Whether its friends of family. Sometimes your decision for God will cause you to choose between the call and those close to you. Always chose God! (Matthew. 10: 37)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Learn to walk in obedience.&lt;/span&gt; Many of the Israelites who left Egypt never inherited the promise, all because of their disobedience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get serious about believing in the promise of God. &lt;/span&gt;The quicker you believe what God has promised you the sooner you'd be able to walk confidently in faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Hebrews+10:23&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;Hebrews 10:23&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let us hold fast the profession of our faith without wavering; (for he is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;faithful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;promise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;All the best on your new journeys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-7778672893554563970?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/7778672893554563970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=7778672893554563970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/7778672893554563970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/7778672893554563970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-little-while-since-ive-shared.html' title='Into the unknown'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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/_UDbk-L4vj1A/S6uShLHeNbI/AAAAAAAAApU/LRARKvEKgl4/s72-c/unknonw2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1509084938317706448.post-5275978343364608621</id><published>2010-01-14T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T10:13:52.016-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacrifice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='will of God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lonely'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>What are you willing to endure??</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hebrews 24&amp;amp; 24: 24By faith Moses, when he was come to years, refused to be called the son of Pharaoh's daughter; 25Choosing rather to suffer affliction with the people of God, than to enjoy the pleasures of sin for a season;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By faith &lt;strong&gt;Abigail,&lt;/strong&gt; when she had reached the point of her greatest desire, chose to suffer being alone than to enjoy the pleasures of sin for a season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no long story today; just a question. What are you willing to suffer today to please God. We always judge Moses for failing to enter the promise land. But he did give up a lot, just to do the will of God, to please God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am choosing to right now to sacrifice, for in the end I know I'll gain a better reward. What are you giving up today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By faith _________, when ___ had _______________________, chose __________________than to enjoy the pleasures of sin for a season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill in the blanks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt; May God &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; bless you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-5275978343364608621?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/5275978343364608621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=5275978343364608621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/5275978343364608621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/5275978343364608621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-are-you-willing-to-endure.html' title='What are you willing to endure??'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-5855632874426839879</id><published>2010-01-08T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T09:58:18.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consider the birds</title><content type='html'>This morning I stepped out the door, bundled up to face the "Hard Freeze" predicted for our area. It was about 27 Degrees, considering the wind it felt about 16 Degrees. Now who says it does not get cold in the south? hmmm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving on my way to work I looked up at the telephone lines and saw the birds. Hmmmm,  I woudnt want to be a bird at this time of year. I'd be flying home to where I know its warm. I thought to myself. That got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the birds perched up on the branch, and knowing how cold it is I wondered how they felt. Then I remembered reading some how birds are able to trap air between their feathers to provide insulation. If God made the birds to be able to survive this weather with no clothes, how much more can he handle my tiny problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much more are your worth to God than a tiny bird? God thinks of you, give to him  your troubles. Think on these words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Matthew 6:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-KJV-23308"&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on. Is not the life more than meat, and the body than raiment? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   &lt;sup id="en-KJV-23309"&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt;Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-5855632874426839879?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/5855632874426839879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=5855632874426839879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/5855632874426839879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/5855632874426839879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2010/01/consider-birds.html' title='Consider the birds'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-1422128458526580116</id><published>2010-01-03T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:59:29.892-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pangs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relief'/><title type='text'>Heart Pangs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/S0F1pw99oWI/AAAAAAAAApE/0A8OvosLjx4/s1600-h/Image24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/S0F1pw99oWI/AAAAAAAAApE/0A8OvosLjx4/s200/Image24.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422744786710667618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If God is my deliver&lt;br /&gt;Why am I crying?&lt;br /&gt;If God knows what I have need of&lt;br /&gt;Why am I waiting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I’m bad?&lt;br /&gt;I try not to be.&lt;br /&gt;Is It because I complain?&lt;br /&gt;Why can’t I see?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lord I know you’ll provide&lt;br /&gt;But my heart still yearns&lt;br /&gt;You’re&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the only one I can turn to&lt;br /&gt;No others understanding earns&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You’ve always supply just on time&lt;br /&gt;My efforts never pay&lt;br /&gt;Now in this place again&lt;br /&gt;I prayer in your arms I’ll stay.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;~Abigail Fabien&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-1422128458526580116?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/1422128458526580116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=1422128458526580116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/1422128458526580116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/1422128458526580116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2010/01/heart-pangs.html' title='Heart Pangs'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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/_UDbk-L4vj1A/S0F1pw99oWI/AAAAAAAAApE/0A8OvosLjx4/s72-c/Image24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1509084938317706448.post-8078153110467286185</id><published>2009-12-23T21:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:58:58.268-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temptation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avoid'/><title type='text'>Put on your running shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SzMB9GFJTOI/AAAAAAAAAo8/OFK9VkOyU_8/s1600-h/running-away.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 9px 7px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418676925772680418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SzMB9GFJTOI/AAAAAAAAAo8/OFK9VkOyU_8/s200/running-away.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;What happens to people who play with fire?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;They get burnt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;What happens to the Ice who its sits by the fire?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;It melts!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you lie with dogs?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;You get flees&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;If you haven't heard of these sayings, it's time to learn them. Sometimes we go through life struggling to give-up the things that keep us down. We know we can't drive but we buy cars and put them in our driveway. Well maybe not so drastic, but follow me. We want to stay away from clubbing but we buy that dress that we could only wear to the club. We want to stop eating meat but we stuff our freezer with turkey. We want to stop smoking but we keep a pack in our pocket. We want to stop drinking but we sit at the bar at restaurants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;When the Israelites got to the promise land they were told to destroy their enemies. They did not, and their enemies lived among them. These same enemies lead them to worship false gods, and turn away from their creator and provider. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;We attempt to lie in bed with our temptations and think we could overcome them, yet time and time again in the word of God we're advised to run from sin. Though not literal, Mark 9 even mentioned cutting off limbs if they cause you to sin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-: boldfont-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;So if premarital sex is your issue, don't hang out in dark corners or on beds alone with that person you're attracted to. If its adultery, take your wife with you to bible study. If its overeating stay away from the kitchen. If it's watching too much TV, give away your TV as a Christmas gift. Whatever it is that brings you to that place remove it from your life. Destroy that thing that causes you to lust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joshua 16:10 &lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;And they did not drive out the Canaanites who dwelt in Gezer; but the Canaanites dwell among the Ephraimites to this day and have become forced laborers. (NKJV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana', 'sans-serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Corinthians 6:18&lt;/strong&gt; "Flee Fornicaiton..." (KJV)&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/1509084938317706448-8078153110467286185?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/8078153110467286185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=8078153110467286185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/8078153110467286185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/8078153110467286185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2009/12/put-on-your-running-shoes.html' title='Put on your running shoes'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SzMB9GFJTOI/AAAAAAAAAo8/OFK9VkOyU_8/s72-c/running-away.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1509084938317706448.post-2746236951950482880</id><published>2009-11-30T09:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T09:34:33.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>test</title><content type='html'>test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-2746236951950482880?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/2746236951950482880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=2746236951950482880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/2746236951950482880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/2746236951950482880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2009/11/test.html' title='test'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-2436916765903529819</id><published>2009-09-10T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:55:13.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skydiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Ready to die!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs262.snc1/8924_254529050033_604205033_8598184_2153354_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 116px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs262.snc1/8924_254529050033_604205033_8598184_2153354_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid, but I couldn't help it. Stepping over to the edge of the plane ,I had to look down. 14,000 Ft bellow me I could see the ground. I could barely make out the shapes of buildings, and cars. What possessed me to jumped out this plane? This once in a lifetime experience got me thinking about the more important things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my sky-diving experience I got home that night. And I had to stop and prayer a special prayer. "Thanking God for sparing my life". I could have died! Was my life in order? Was I saved? The only reason why I did the jump, was because I had the assurance that my life was secured in Christ. I can't help but feel like I had a fresh start on life. It got me thinking even more. Everyday we go out, we drive our cars. More people die from car accidents that from sky-diving! When you get up in the morning,  do you go out into the day knowing that if anything happen you're prepared and safe for your judgment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday that God allows us to live on this earth is another day to live life right. There is no need to go jumping out of an airplane to get that fresh start. We are never guaranteed another morning. So before you go to sleep think of that and make things right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/Sqktws59vOI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/uxKuXSTXAz8/s1600-h/8924_254529090033_604205033_8598189_7391975_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 178px; float: right;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/Sqktws59vOI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/uxKuXSTXAz8/s320/8924_254529090033_604205033_8598189_7391975_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379881544582020322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 Timothy 4: 6 -8&lt;br /&gt;6 For I am now ready to be offered, and the time of my departure is at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 8 Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give me at that day: and not to me only, but unto all them also that love his appearing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-2436916765903529819?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/2436916765903529819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=2436916765903529819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/2436916765903529819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/2436916765903529819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2009/09/ready-to-die.html' title='Ready to die!'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/Sqktws59vOI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/uxKuXSTXAz8/s72-c/8924_254529090033_604205033_8598189_7391975_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1509084938317706448.post-2693101693109627556</id><published>2009-06-18T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T13:07:42.663-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wrong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='right'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the one'/><title type='text'>The One</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I thought I felt your comfort,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;But was it just my desires taking over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;How much longer before its all real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Before I can see you, and know for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Chorus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I’ll know for sure you’re the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The one who wipes my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The one who ease my pains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The one who tells me I can see my dreams fulfilled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;You supply my needs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;You exceed every wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I know for sure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;You are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;You are my comfort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;V2.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I’m on the phone, Standing right next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;On the window in front my face, I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;But no it leaving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Not meant to last for eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It not for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;How long before I know you’re mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Before I can be in your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Chorus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;V3.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;You were there all along,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Yet I didn’t see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I knew but was still searching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Searching for one I thought who’d fulfill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;But you stayed by my side wondering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;How long t’will be before I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Before I know you’re the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Chorus for last verse&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I’ll know for sure you’re the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The one who wipes my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The one who ease my pains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The one who tells me I can see my dreams fulfilled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;You supply my needs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;You exceed every wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I know for sure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;You are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;You are my comfort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-2693101693109627556?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/2693101693109627556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=2693101693109627556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/2693101693109627556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/2693101693109627556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2009/06/one.html' title='The One'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-2436863091847721046</id><published>2009-06-10T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:47:47.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Faith is the essence of life itself. It refreshes the soul. Where faith exists nothing else seem more real. It’s a great feeling to trust God knowing that He will grant our request no matter how impossible it is. Even if no one believes, faith makes the impossible real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Have Faith. &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/1509084938317706448-2436863091847721046?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/2436863091847721046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=2436863091847721046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/2436863091847721046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/2436863091847721046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2009/06/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-2843667690561531084</id><published>2009-03-22T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T18:13:40.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satisfied'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The question is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/ScbiOX5Y7_I/AAAAAAAAAno/Zk1BAX9lCT4/s1600-h/questiono.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316185146718220274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/ScbiOX5Y7_I/AAAAAAAAAno/Zk1BAX9lCT4/s400/questiono.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will we ever be truly happy in this life? Will we ever reach the point of being truly satisfied?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Within hours of writing my last blog post I got hired. No interview required, though its temporary, my faith was tested and increased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now today I spend my Sunday wondering, why this empty feeling? I know I'm blessed, I know I am happy to be working; and all that feels great, but I cant help the feeling of missing out on something else. So I'm educated, I'm employed so whats next? Some people may suggest marriage but I cant help but feel like marriage wouldn't solve this feeling. In fact I know it wouldn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when we get all we ask for in life on this earth, what else do we need to feel truly satisfied? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes being busy for God seem to be the answer but it doesn't solve the problem. Ask those who spend all weekend in church, active in youth work, leading out in the worship service, special music, Ushering, the sermon, Youth meeting, choir practice etc, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The point is there is nothing wrong with this, but the question remains.....Can we ever be really complete and satisfied in this life??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-2843667690561531084?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/2843667690561531084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=2843667690561531084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/2843667690561531084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/2843667690561531084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2009/03/question-is.html' title='The question is...'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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/_UDbk-L4vj1A/ScbiOX5Y7_I/AAAAAAAAAno/Zk1BAX9lCT4/s72-c/questiono.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1509084938317706448.post-4002367374299170728</id><published>2009-03-18T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:43:50.875-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joblessness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job searching'/><title type='text'>Surviving joblessness and job searching with your spirit in tact</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/ScHpkEhPy9I/AAAAAAAAAng/gqTy0di96N8/s1600-h/worry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314785841171647442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/ScHpkEhPy9I/AAAAAAAAAng/gqTy0di96N8/s320/worry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my lifetime, this is one of the greatest challenges I ever faced. Its one of those things that call for diligence, patience and a steadfast faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this moment I still haven't found a job. But to simply put it, here are some of the things that kept me going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Know that your God, the almighty will take care and provide for you. Trust God and allow Him to prove Himself. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Philippians 4: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a name="Phil.4.19"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't sit twiddling your thumbs. Get active and discover what you are passionate about that and seek opportunities and information about your passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Every disappointment holds a blessing. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Romans 8:28 And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Surround yourself with the support of positive people. Every now and then get your happy fix, and sometimes just turn off the news :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;This test or trial will not last one moment longer than it should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 Corinthians 10: 13 There hath no temptation taken you but such as is common to man: but God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be encouraged!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-4002367374299170728?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/4002367374299170728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=4002367374299170728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/4002367374299170728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/4002367374299170728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2009/03/surviving-joblessness-and-job-searching.html' title='Surviving joblessness and job searching with your spirit in tact'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/ScHpkEhPy9I/AAAAAAAAAng/gqTy0di96N8/s72-c/worry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1509084938317706448.post-3722249994371158943</id><published>2009-02-13T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T12:13:16.408-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valantine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='febuary 14'/><title type='text'>Valantines the single way....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.scientificblogging.com/graphics/chem%20love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://www.scientificblogging.com/graphics/chem%20love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember when i was single wanting to hide out on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;valentines&lt;/span&gt; day, don't get me wrong I still do :P. I wanted to close my eyes to all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;loveyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dovyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- stuff going on around. All the dates, flowers, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chocolates&lt;/span&gt; that were being sent and received. Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;valentines&lt;/span&gt; was just another day to remind me of how lonely single life could get. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But what really is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;valentines&lt;/span&gt; day? People argue about the origin or the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;significance&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;valentines&lt;/span&gt; day. Some say it came from a pagan ritual, to others its just a day where merchants make a lot of money, to some its a day for couples to show each other how much they love them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But you know, I've decided that instead of hiding out, I'm gonna make it special. Now hold up, I'm not talking about buying chocolate or flowers for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt;. I 'm talking about sharing the true meaning of love with someone else. There are a lot of people around who may not have that special someone around, and who may be feeling left out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So all the single ladies....and all the single men too. Why not take sometime to show some real love. Forget about your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;loneliness&lt;/span&gt; for a second and remind someone else that they're important. Why not take the day to remind someone in need of what love really is. A single old woman or man, a widow(er), a just another person who may not get to enjoy the thrills of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;valentines&lt;/span&gt; day. Remind someone else of the greatest lover on earth who wants to meet and spend time with them. Any guesses??? Jesus . Aye you could even give them chocolate and flowers as well(aye don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;bl aim&lt;/span&gt; me I just love chocolate) . You never know it may go a long way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And for all the couples out there, remember that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;valentines&lt;/span&gt; day is more than just flowers and chocolate. When you treat that special someone remember to show them some real love, the gifts are just the icing on the cake, what you say and do matters most.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=John+15:13&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;John 15:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=John+14:15&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;John 14:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=John+15:13&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If ye love me, keep my commandments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=John+3:16&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;John 3:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=John+15:13&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;believeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wishing you a happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;valentines&lt;/span&gt; day, with lots of chocolates and flowers and all that other good stuff, most importantly love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-3722249994371158943?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/3722249994371158943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=3722249994371158943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/3722249994371158943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/3722249994371158943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2009/02/valantines-single-way.html' title='Valantines the single way....'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-2605757235859232012</id><published>2009-01-13T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T08:29:07.825-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='will of God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>My UHCL Story the Finale'</title><content type='html'>I have no idea no idea why it’s taken me so long to give my praise report, but here it is, my final semester at UHCL. Once again I saw God’s hand and mercy. There were many ways again I could indeed see God’s blessings. Here are a few of the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In once semester I experience hurricane and snow in Houston TX (last time it happened was two years ago and before that over 30 years). I also saw the crescent moon with Venus and Jupiter at its side, something that wouldn’t be seen again for another 100 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I finished the semester with my 2nd ever 4.00, as usual I was excited. It was hard work to make it through the semester, but it was all by the grace of God. This semester was one of the hardest ever, sometimes my group and I would spend all day Sunday in the lab and leave 3am in the morning without getting the lab to work. It was a real challenge but God brought us through it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Finance was always a problem, but I survived. The blessings of God came in ways unexpected. God came through in the form of my parents to help me with rent to make it through the rest of the semester.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Every graduation three students are selected to be part of the president’s party. Out of the 1030 students I was selected to be one of them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have realized that God helps us with small details that we don’t even ask for. My parents were here for graduation and I was concerned about how I was going to feed and entertain them. For the week they were here I only had to cook for them once. They were never hungry, in fact they left feeling like they had way too much to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My UHCL experience has taught me some valuable lessons; lessons of trust, perseverance, determination, letting go, hope, courage, confidence and hard work. Would I have made this choice over again? Yes I would, some things I would have done differently to preserve the other parts of my life. But totally through this experience I know God was with me. There were many times when I felt completely alone and no one could help. God was there to comfort me and help me to keep going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I move on to a journey unknown. I have no fear because I know God is with me. He will work all things for my good. The end of the journey doesn’t look as I expected it to be, its beyond what I could have imagined. I know there is much more to be revealed, but in the fullness of time, God will bring it all to fulfillment. I have no idea where this road will lead, or how long it will before I get to write or tell my praise report. But this I know that God is faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now on to the journey of love, hope, peace and the fulfillment of the ‘will of God.’&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-2605757235859232012?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/2605757235859232012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=2605757235859232012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/2605757235859232012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/2605757235859232012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-uhcl-story-finale.html' title='My UHCL Story the Finale&apos;'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-8615760692655106934</id><published>2008-10-16T06:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T07:54:51.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gods Blessings to me : my UHCL Story part 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It seems like my update has long been overdue. I know I have kept some of you up to speed but for those of you who don’t know here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that time last year, 2007 that I wrote about my experience here at school a lot has happened. I've grown a lot, prayers have been answered, I've cried some tears, the unexpected has happened etc., etc., etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specifically I prayed for a Wk-3800 Casio keyboard, well I got a keyboard, it wasn’t Wk-3800 Casio, but it is a keyboard. Since then I haven’t practiced as much as I should have but it was still an answer to my prayers (given to me as a birthday gift Sep. 2007). Another thing I've prayed about is “a clearer understanding of God’s will for my emotional life and life in general.” I think I can safely say I understood things much better now. Sadly I’ve realized that the more clearly you see the more you want to know, too bad we can only see through a “dark glass.” Oh but one sweet day …..:) And last but not least of course “For the blessing and coverage of God over my friends and family.” And that he has continued to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so what were the other highlights:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I almost died&lt;/strong&gt;, this I wrote about in a previous blog “More than small mercies.” One afternoon coming from work over the summer I was behind the wheel. At 60 MPH in rush hour traffic the car did a couple 360 degree turns. Miraculously nothing happened, it seemed like that moment the highway was empty, cause the moment our car was on the side and had safely stopped all the other cars when rushing by.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got another scholarship&lt;/strong&gt; - The other scholarships I had were all partial and ended last school year. When I looked at my balance from my loan, there was no way I would have been able to pay for this semester unless I got another scholarship. This was a test of faith, and God came through. It was another partial scholarship but it covered tuition for my final semester. Fees, rent and living expenses I had to cover on my own.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summer Internship&lt;/strong&gt; – This summer I got an internship in an IT department at a Medical School /Hospital in Galveston (UTMB). It was a wonderful experience, I got to do some analysis work, I got paid J, and got a better understanding of the whole IT aspect of a business. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Traveled for Christmas&lt;/strong&gt; – I got a free ticket to go and see my cousin in Boston. In that trip I also spent a few days in NY. And guess what? :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SAW SNOW&lt;/strong&gt; – I touched it, didn’t get to play in it though.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I now have my own car&lt;/strong&gt; – down here in the part of Houston that I leave, if you don’t have your own means of transportation you have to depend on someone to take you everywhere, the grocery, church, shopping, “me time”, visiting friends , etc. After all my bicycle could only take me so far. I remember getting really frustrated and telling God I really can’t handle it. Within a week of praying I had the money. I immediately got concerned. I had to say a 2nd prayer. I didn’t want to be like the Israelites who cried for meat. And after getting what they wanted it killed them. Well my joy was short lived, the frustration of finding a car took its toll, finally on July 4th, I was ‘mobile’ J. I still believe I paid too much for the car, but I was so frustrated and tired of looking that day I had no strength in me to fight. I think it took me almost a month to get over buyer’s remorse. But all in all the engine runs great, its gas efficient, and everything works. “Thank You God for my blessing.” &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Furnished apartment with my own furniture&lt;/strong&gt; - and well my roommate’s as well J. After last semester rent increased. My way of dealing with that was to find an unfurnished apartment (in the same complex). The apartment I was in before required that the furniture be rented. Well this was another trust experience. The only piece of furniture that I bought was a book-shelf. And no I don’t sleep on the floor I have a bed, well actually 2 beds (I’ve stacked the mattresses so its taller than it should be and all the other furnishings. God sent various persons to provide additional things to make my apartment look, well J upgraded. Now I have a fully furnished apartment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bed 1 – got it from a friend who got it from a friend who was moving out, I had actually borrowed it for the summer but when she came back she got something else. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bed 2 – the apartments were replacing new beds in other apartments, I got one of that was being thrown away. Mind you they are very comfortable. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chest of draws – Got it from a Dominican friend who had graduated that dint have use for it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Desk, chairs and stools– got it from an outreach ministry who collects furniture for international students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Glass center table and end table, sofa – My roommates. And yes its glass. You should visit sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TV – oh yes, sometimes a distraction but it hasn’t gotten out of hand. Got it from a friend who kind of upgraded.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well those have been the tangible blessings that God has imparted to me so far this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the intangible, well lets see: I’ve gotten over a heart break and mistakes made from dealing with a heartbreak. I’ve been refocused after losing my way and accepting things God never planned for me (long story, maybe one day I’ll get into the details).&lt;br /&gt;I tell you this cause I want you to know and trust God for His promises. Experience Him as a fulfiller of His word. He has great plans for You, but many of us choose to hold on to what we know and what we can see. Sometimes, well all the time we just need to let go and let Him show you the vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all sometimes without me asking I see God’s hand in my life, molding me, changing me, even blessing me when I don’t deserve it. Sometimes I wonder why we don’t die when we deserve it, like the ungrateful Israelites back in the day. Well this is my last semester, and I know God is preparing me for some other great things. I don’t know what, but I’m daily learning to be patient. One thing this year has taught me is to live on and enjoy life in spite of all the trials going on. I’ve learnt to trust God and let him do his do, for HE knows what’s best for me. And I know that He wouldn’t withhold it from me. Not because I’m worthy, but because He is faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. My current prayer list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;To go home to Dominica, see my family and friends back home during Bense SDA church reunion. I need a bit of revitalization to finish my last semester. I don’t have the money and time is crucial, but I’m laying my request before God. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Insight into the future in terms of where to work and for whom. The plan now is to remain here for another year, get some experience and some money and then move on from there. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are other things, but as the saying go “be careful what you ask for,” and I add "for God might just give it to you.” But something big is about to happen. I will update you when its time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;PSS. THIS IS MY LAST SEMESTER!! I’m gonna graduate. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=Hebrews+10:23&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;Hebrews 10:23&lt;/a&gt; Let us hold fast the profession of our faith without wavering; (for he is faithful that promised;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-8615760692655106934?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/8615760692655106934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=8615760692655106934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/8615760692655106934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/8615760692655106934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2008/10/gods-blessings-to-me-my-uhcl-story-part.html' title='Gods Blessings to me : my UHCL Story part 4'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-3154189857300308278</id><published>2008-09-12T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T08:45:57.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abigail Unleashed 0.25</title><content type='html'>It was the day before the hurricane, but no….since I’ve been up its more like the day of the hurricane, cause I heard it was coming to night. But still its my birthday, the 12th of September, 2008. 25 years, or 52 years as my friends would have put it. I AM growing older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes for a split second I feel the anxiety that society would have you feel, but as quickly as it comes it goes away. When I stop and consider my life time, all I’ve been through, where God has brought me and what He as done through me, I’m excited to be getting older. I await with great anticipation the things He is going to do through me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All things will come in their own time and for this I will praise the Lord. If things were done on my schedule I would have been married by now with a first child on the way. But God knows best, in the fullness of time He will bring all things to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I be so confident in my state you may ask? Well you see, I know a man. You got to meet Him. He’s awesome, He’s magnificent. He caters to me, my every need. Things I just whisper in my mind, things I heartbreakingly ask for, things I could have never imagine, I see them coming to fulfillment right before my eyes. They’re always more magnificent than I could have ever imagine. He loves me people. I know it, I feel it without a doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s the reason I trust Him. I trust him with my life, I trust Him with my future, I trust him with my emotions, my body, my mind and most importantly my heart. Since I’ve done that I’ve felt a calm. I need not worry about anything cause He has more than my back. What more do I need. Don’t get me wrong I want things. But I never have to fear for them cause He will grant me the desires of my heart in grander style than I can ever imagine. For this I am filled with anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because He’s been so good to me, that’s the reason why I’m going to guard the avenues to my soul, my heart my body. If I refuse chocolate know why, If I refuse to stay up late know why, If I refuse to watch a certain movie know why, if I refuse to read that book know why, if I refuse to go that place know why, if I refuse to do that thing know why, if I refuse to go on that date please understand why. You see my heart is not mine to give, it’s His. I’ve become a feverish guard. So a word of advice, if you want my heart, they key to my whole being, you have to go through the One who owns it. I’m just the guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, Lord, Creator and ruler. Do what You want through me. I’m Yours. I know those who trust in You will never be ashamed. Do Your do, You know my life, my heart, my soul its all Yours, ever part of me. So as always own me and live through me. Show me what to do. I’m honored. Let the whole world see Your glory. Thank You for allowing me to live another year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-3154189857300308278?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/3154189857300308278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=3154189857300308278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/3154189857300308278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/3154189857300308278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2008/09/abigail-unleashed-025.html' title='Abigail Unleashed 0.25'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-7516738945913234776</id><published>2008-07-23T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T17:26:17.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discouraged or Encouraged? Happy or Sad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SIfMCiDc0zI/AAAAAAAAAdk/sTVaWZPqkxo/s1600-h/42-15254653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226370236459832114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SIfMCiDc0zI/AAAAAAAAAdk/sTVaWZPqkxo/s200/42-15254653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="CURSOR: pointer" name="42-15254653"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="CURSOR: pointer" name="42-15254653"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="42-15254653"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana','sans-serif'; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-no-proof: yes; mso-bidi-: minor-bidifont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:7;color:#2492a5;"   &gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = v ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:vml" /&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" stroked="f" filled="f" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t"&gt;&lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;&lt;/v:stroke&gt;&lt;v:formulas&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;&lt;/v:f&gt;&lt;/v:formulas&gt;&lt;v:path gradientshapeok="t" extrusionok="f" connecttype="rect"&gt;&lt;/v:path&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:lock aspectratio="t" ext="edit"&gt;&lt;/o:lock&gt;&lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its amazing after a blessings, a spiritual high, an emotional high we soon crash, and find our self back in the valley (or so it seems) of our experiences. When we should be still in the process of rejoicing we fall prey to being discontented, disturbed or/and distressed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life has turned into a constant problem solving or needs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fulfilling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;endeavour&lt;/span&gt;. We spend so little time or no time at all rejoicing and celebrating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;successes&lt;/span&gt;. We fix one thing then we're unto the next. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Parents get turned off at buying toys or musical instruments for kids who stop using them after a week. How many blessings have been afforded us by our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;heavenly&lt;/span&gt; Father and we take them for granted? How many blessings have we &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hardly&lt;/span&gt; said thank You or even praised God for?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Celebrate, and really give God credit for what HE is doing for you. Maybe then life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be so unbearable or depressing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Philipians 4: 6&amp;amp;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.&lt;br /&gt;7And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-7516738945913234776?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/7516738945913234776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=7516738945913234776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/7516738945913234776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/7516738945913234776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2008/07/discouraged-or-encouraged-happy-or-sad.html' title='Discouraged or Encouraged? Happy or Sad?'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SIfMCiDc0zI/AAAAAAAAAdk/sTVaWZPqkxo/s72-c/42-15254653.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1509084938317706448.post-4263562356223228124</id><published>2008-07-03T06:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T06:36:09.367-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs of solomon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Songs of Solomon Uncensored</title><content type='html'>This week i came across something very interesting. Songs of solomon like i've never seen it before, It really made me think. We put our all into our relationships, go the extra mile, take initiative, be there for our men, encourage them in all areas of their lives, spur them on to great things, prayer for them and with them. And yet still our relationship fail, I'm not saying these things are bad, but you need to hear this series for yourself. The speaker Tim Lucas drew from songs of solomon principles on relationships. I knew SoS (for short) was a love story but I was never able to decode God's will for men and women in relationships in terms of how a man is to treat a woman, how a woman is to react, the differences in roles of men and women in even initiating a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only just began listening to this series and i'm getting brand new perspective on many things. I'm realizing my errors. And giving God and man enough space to do what they need to do. Ladies we are to be loved and appreciated at all times by our men. They should know our value and pursue and treat us like we're valuable. Please don't settle for less that what God has in store for you. If you're in a relationship share this series with your significant other. Trust me it will enhance the relationship for the both of you. And if you're single, better yet. now is the time to know these things, before you meet him and make those errors. So ladies check it out. Its worth your time. I know some of us are worried about what next but trust me this will give you a whole new perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link &lt;a href="http://liquidchurch.com/pages/page.asp?page_id=24957" target="_blank"&gt;http://liquidchurch.com/pages/page.asp?page_id=24957&lt;/a&gt;. You could also listen to it on Itunes podcast, search for tim lucas, its the Love, sex and the bible podcast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be encouraged, God has a plan. Much love.&lt;br /&gt;Yours in Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Men there is a lot that you can learn to from listening to this, as a couple it will help you grow and solidify your relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail Fabien&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-4263562356223228124?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/4263562356223228124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=4263562356223228124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/4263562356223228124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/4263562356223228124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2008/07/songs-of-solomon-uncensored.html' title='Songs of Solomon Uncensored'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-3663704512208304855</id><published>2008-06-11T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:29:12.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More than small mercies</title><content type='html'>Wow.......wow.........wow....&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it makes me tremble.&lt;br /&gt;I even get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; when I till people what almost happened and they react in a way which just says "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.......&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;." I wish people would feel how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;I mean I could have died....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about that...This afternoon to me I had a near death experience. Traveling on I-45 from work. I was driving. At the speed limit. With no indication &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;swerved&lt;/span&gt; into my lane, at the same time I swerved away from them and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;stepped&lt;/span&gt; on the brakes. Guess what. The car did a total 360 and more... it &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;spun &lt;/span&gt;twice full before coming to a complete stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God that the traffic was not as heavy, Praise God that most of the other cars were a good distance away, praise God that the car &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;spun &lt;/span&gt;off the road. Praise God that nothing happened, Praise God that my heart is still in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I am really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for this life that I Have and I want to live on purpose. I was ready to die this afternoon. Cause I had said my prayers and asked for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;forgiveness&lt;/span&gt; from all sins at work. At that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;moment&lt;/span&gt; when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; nothing happen, the first thing that came to my mind is that God still has a reason for me to be alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to see what he has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;in store&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, Mammy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Grantly&lt;/span&gt;, Heidi, Liz I love you guys. All my friends and families I love you all too. And if I told you I love you before I still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Lord for another moment to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take hold of life appreciate it. Live Your dream NOW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-3663704512208304855?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/3663704512208304855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=3663704512208304855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/3663704512208304855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/3663704512208304855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-than-small-mercies.html' title='More than small mercies'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-385727551819862616</id><published>2008-06-05T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:58:23.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Lord for small mercies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So many times we wait for something major to jump and praise God for. I've been guilty of that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got more than small things to thank God for. He's been good to me, so good. This semester I got a 4.00 G.P.A. First time ever in my life. This was the toughest semester ever, and I survived in grand style. Thank You Lord. God has blessed me this semester. He has allowed me to shine, rising to the top an leader in school. And just when I though I had BIGGER financial &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;problems&lt;/span&gt; he came through and gave me another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;partial&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scholarship&lt;/span&gt; for next semester.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now guess what. This has me really excited, I have another blessing for the summer, I'll be doing internship. This is a blessing in many areas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its so easy to forget the goodness of God and focus on what we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have or wish we had. Today I'm taking stock. Thank You Lord for fun, thank You Lord for food and health, Thank You Lord for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt;, Thank You Lord for sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God has much more in store, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; taking it one step at a time. Its comings soon. I'll let You all know how it goes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank You Lord. Thank You father&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-385727551819862616?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/385727551819862616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=385727551819862616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/385727551819862616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/385727551819862616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-many-times-we-wait-for-something.html' title='Thank You Lord for small mercies'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-1676794326025280886</id><published>2008-04-30T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T06:20:09.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abandon'/><title type='text'>Trust. Trust? Trust!</title><content type='html'>Another five letter word which causes anguish of heart. But my question is 'Do we really trust God?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SBhkTbZHlUI/AAAAAAAAAdE/3tJEdSCXYOM/s1600-h/jump2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195012455105271106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SBhkTbZHlUI/AAAAAAAAAdE/3tJEdSCXYOM/s200/jump2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact what does trust feels like. If you trust the driver of your car, what does it feel like driving with that person. Maybe you know you trust when you can sleep while they drive, maybe its knowing that even when they stop suddenly you don't look around to see if another car is approaching to smash into the back. Maybe it is just being able to enjoy the scenery without a car about whether you are safe. Many of us have no idea of what the true feeling of trust is because we fret about everything. But let me remind you of the trust of an infant. A father places his child on top of a ledge and tells that child to jump. Before even asking if the father is ready that child jumps. With no attention to the apparent dangers around they jump. Without asking if its safe they jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much are we jumping into the hands of God with no questions asked? How much do we sleep without a care on our shoulder when God is in the driver's seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SBhkTLZHlTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Ks35z9ZtnYE/s1600-h/jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195012450810303794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SBhkTLZHlTI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Ks35z9ZtnYE/s200/jump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=Psalm+84:12&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 84&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=Psalm+84:12&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;:12&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; O LORD of hosts, blessed is the man that trusteth in thee.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=Philippians+4:19&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Philippians 4:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=Matthew+7:11&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Matthew 7:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children, how much more shall your Father which is in heaven give good things to them that ask him? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mathew 6: 25 &amp;amp; 26&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on. Is not the life more than meat, and the body than raiment?&lt;br /&gt;Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are so many other scriptures reminding us of the father's care over our life. Let God have his way in your life. Really let him really have his way. Go to sleep, trust him. Jump!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-1676794326025280886?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/1676794326025280886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=1676794326025280886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/1676794326025280886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/1676794326025280886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2008/04/trust-trust-trust.html' title='Trust. Trust? Trust!'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SBhkTbZHlUI/AAAAAAAAAdE/3tJEdSCXYOM/s72-c/jump2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1509084938317706448.post-558853273945963422</id><published>2008-04-18T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T22:11:18.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dificult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hard'/><title type='text'>Life without limbs</title><content type='html'>This story really insired me. After hearing his stories, &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SAl5TebgIBI/AAAAAAAAAcM/XGA1T_HrZVA/s1600-h/untitled5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190813421014097938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="160" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SAl5TebgIBI/AAAAAAAAAcM/XGA1T_HrZVA/s200/untitled5.bmp" width="127" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SAl5TubgICI/AAAAAAAAAcU/wbWZFLJ948Y/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190813425309065250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SAl5TubgICI/AAAAAAAAAcU/wbWZFLJ948Y/s200/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A TRULY AWESOME STORY ! ! ! ! !My name is Nick Vujicic and I give God the Glory for how He has used my testimony to touch thousands of hearts around the world! I was born without limbs and doctors have no medical explanation for this birth ' defect ' . As you can imagine, I was faced with many challenges and obstacles. ' Consider it pure joy, my Brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds. ' ..... To count our hurt, pain and struggle as nothing but pure joy? As my parents were Christians, and my Dad even a Pastor of our church, they knew that verse very well. However, on the morning of the 4th of December 1982 in Melbourne( Australia ), the last two words on the minds of my parents was ' Praise God! ' . Their firstborn son had been born without limbs! There were no warnings or time to prepare themselves for it. The doctors we shocked and had no answers at all! There is still no medical reason why this had happened and Nick now has a Brother and Sister who were born just like any other baby. The whole church mourned over my birth and my parents were absolutely devastated. Everyone asked, ' if God is a God of Love, then why would God let something this bad happen to not just anyone, but dedicated Christians? ' My Dad thought I wouldn ' t survive for very long, but tests proved that I was a healthy baby boy just with a few limbs missing. ' And we know that in all things God works for the best for those who love Him. ' That verse spoke to my heart and convicted me to the point where that I know that there is no such thing as luck, chance or coincidence that these ' bad ' things happen in our life. I had complete peace knowing that God won ' t let anything happen to us in our life unless He has a good purpose for it all. I completely gave my life to Christ at the age of fifteen after reading John 9. Jesus said that the reason the man was born blind was ' so that the works of God may be revealed through Him. ' I truly believed that God would heal me so I could be a great testimony of His Awesome Power. Later on I was given the wisdom to understand that if we pray for something, if it ' s God ' s will, it ' ll happen in His time. If it ' s not God ' s will for it to happen, then I know that He has something better. I now see that Glory revealed as He is using me just the way I am and in ways others can ' t be used. I am now twenty-three years old and have completed a Bachelor of Commerce majoring in Financial Planning and Accounting. I am also a motivational speaker and love to go out and share my story and testimony wherever opportunities become available. I have developed talks to relate to and encourage students through topics that challenge today ' s teenagers. I am also a speaker in the corporate sector. I have a passion for reaching out to youth and keep myself available for whatever God wants me to do, and wherever He leads, I follow. I have many dreams and goals that I have set to achieve in my life. I want to become the best witness I can be of God ' s Love and Hope , to become an international inspirational speaker and be used as a vessel in both Christian and non-Christian venues. I want to become financially independent by the age of 25, through real estate investments, to modify a car for me to drive and to be interviewed and share my story on the ' Oprah Winfrey Show ' ! Writing several best-selling books has been one of my dreams and I hope to finish writing my first by the end of the year. It will be called ' No Arms, No Legs, No Worries! ' ? ? I believe that if you have the desire and passion to do something, and if it ' s God ' s will, you will achieve it in good time. As humans, we continually put limits on ourselves for no reason at all! What ' s worse is putting limits on God who can do all things. We put God in a ' box ' . The awesome thing about the Power of God, is that if we want to do something for God, instead of focusing on our capability, concentrate on our availability for we know that it is God through us and we can ' t do anything without Him. Once we make ourselves available for God ' s work, guess whose capabilities we rely on? God ' s! ? May the Lord Bless you In Christ, Nick Vujicic ' Nothing in life is to be feared, it is only to be UNDERSTOOD ' So tell me now…. Did I hear you s&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SAl7GubgIDI/AAAAAAAAAcc/FLOVFbPEjfY/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190815400994021426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SAl7GubgIDI/AAAAAAAAAcc/FLOVFbPEjfY/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ay, ' I can ' t ????????????????????????? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SAl7G-bgIEI/AAAAAAAAAck/FkQNZlfsPsk/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190815405288988738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SAl7G-bgIEI/AAAAAAAAAck/FkQNZlfsPsk/s200/untitled4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SAl7HObgIGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/sOBIo06wPhE/s1600-h/untitled9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190815409583956066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SAl7HObgIGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/sOBIo06wPhE/s200/untitled9.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SAl7G-bgIFI/AAAAAAAAAcs/VTSw3i1bUUI/s1600-h/untitled7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190815405288988754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SAl7G-bgIFI/AAAAAAAAAcs/VTSw3i1bUUI/s200/untitled7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0DxlJWJ_WfA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0DxlJWJ_WfA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So there... go on and thank God for what you have, or dont have and make the best out of it :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-558853273945963422?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/558853273945963422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=558853273945963422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/558853273945963422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/558853273945963422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-without-limbs.html' title='Life without limbs'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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/_UDbk-L4vj1A/SAl5TebgIBI/AAAAAAAAAcM/XGA1T_HrZVA/s72-c/untitled5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1509084938317706448.post-6892889415858199946</id><published>2008-04-08T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T06:39:24.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How much will it take</title><content type='html'>Recently I must say I've lost my focus..Only to have a few events return my focus to whats really important in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so easy to get caught up in all the dramas of life...School, work, work, school, unsolved problems, events, friends, lack of friends, relaxation, catching up on sleep, TV, games (and yes I did say work and school twice....for a lot of us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all we really know). But why even in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fulfillment&lt;/span&gt; in these areas we still walk away empty never having enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then we need to stop to remember whats most important in life...Relationships...First of all our relationship with God  &lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=Matthew+6:33&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Matthew 6:33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I must point out how ever it says seek ye FIRST. Yes you can seek other things but the things of God always gets priority. Placing God first in life you can never loose...you only stand to gain more. More peace, more rest, more joy more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fulfillment&lt;/span&gt;...and as I always say being close to God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; guarantee that you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; have problems, but it makes the experience more bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Recently&lt;/span&gt; I made a vow to myself to never get to busy that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have time to be with my friends and family. And yes c&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hrunch&lt;/span&gt; time is on, but work and school will come and go, family and friends live on until their time is done, but the moments lost can never be regained. You may have new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;opportunities&lt;/span&gt; to enhance your relationship but you never know where you would have been now if you had  spent that extra second to ask your child about his/her day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; let to  much happen in your life to get you to remember the important things..Stop now and take stock of all that is going on...Let God bring to you that refreshing spirit of love , joy peace....and remember the greatest of all of these is love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live on purpose, Smile &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;genuinely&lt;/span&gt; , Laugh diligently , Love whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;heatedly&lt;/span&gt; with no strings attached&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-6892889415858199946?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/6892889415858199946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=6892889415858199946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/6892889415858199946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/6892889415858199946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-much-will-it-take.html' title='How much will it take'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-6330682957825608403</id><published>2008-03-02T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T07:45:15.039-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>Forgiveness- Our will in God’s hands brings change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=1%20John+1:9&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 John 1:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking for a text on forgiveness for a different discussion when this hit me….&lt;strong&gt;God forgives us even before we change our ways&lt;/strong&gt;. 1 John 1: 9 states first we confess our sins, and then God forgives us and the follow up is &lt;strong&gt;cleansing from all unrighteousness.&lt;/strong&gt; It seems to me that the first step is confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us may be in the state were we still do what is wrong, or our minds are still thinking that wrong, but here is good news. All we need to do is confess that sin and the rest will be handled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hear this… What does confession entail?&lt;br /&gt;· It entails knowing that we have done wrong. Can you confess if you don’t think it’s wrong?&lt;br /&gt;· It entails willingness to change. God is going to cleanse us, but He will only do so only if we are willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don’t be discouraged if you still do the wrong.. Just acknowledge it and be willing to change you. God surely will help you overcome. It will not be an easy road. But your will in God’s hands works miracles and brings extraordinary changes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-6330682957825608403?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/6330682957825608403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=6330682957825608403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/6330682957825608403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/6330682957825608403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2008/03/forgiveness-our-will-in-gods-hands.html' title='Forgiveness- Our will in God’s hands brings change.'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-6240973435851914476</id><published>2008-02-19T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T11:43:15.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Refreshment of perception</title><content type='html'>He still my heart, He calms  my soul&lt;br /&gt;The sacrifice of His life warms my being,&lt;br /&gt;Life on earth , an unfair downward battle&lt;br /&gt;But oh for His coming new hope is here&lt;br /&gt;Hope that life  is not in vain&lt;br /&gt;Hope that truth triumph over wrong&lt;br /&gt;Hope that Righteous living is not in vain&lt;br /&gt;“All our righteousnesses are as filthy rags” say the good book..&lt;br /&gt;But ahh sweet music I hear, listen…&lt;br /&gt;“For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God”&lt;br /&gt;So what can I do but love You Lord&lt;br /&gt;New joy I have to face this world&lt;br /&gt;New hope I have to overcome temptations&lt;br /&gt;Once He came to reconcile us to God&lt;br /&gt;Once again He’ll come to bring us home&lt;br /&gt;Stay ever close, dear One&lt;br /&gt;In my heart, In my soul, In my mind, In my being&lt;br /&gt;Be every part of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-6240973435851914476?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/6240973435851914476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=6240973435851914476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/6240973435851914476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/6240973435851914476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2008/02/refreshment-of-perception.html' title='Refreshment of perception'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-6506679928927004349</id><published>2007-10-19T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T08:45:00.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacred'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabbath'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy day'/><title type='text'>Asolute Truth</title><content type='html'>This statement haunts me every time i share with people the reason for the beliefs that I have - "absolute truth". So tell me, in this world of God or even Christianity is there anything as absolute truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart rate slowed down the other day when I heard one of my favorite popular preachers speak against the Sabbath. I guess I got that feeling that so many people get when they come to our churches and they hear us speak against that they believe. And trust me its not a good feeling (we should look into our delivery).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i was able to walk away with food for thought and new insight. It took me a while but after thinking about it somethings stood firm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people hold dear the "Sabbath" as sacred to God. Many people keep the sabbath on different days. But what I heard my dear preacher say, is that it is not a day, but a state of mind. WOW....let me put to you two scripture, you tell me what you think? In the time of the Jews , Exod 20: 8 -11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8Remember the sabbath &lt;strong&gt;day&lt;/strong&gt;, to keep it holy.&lt;br /&gt;9Six &lt;strong&gt;days&lt;/strong&gt; shalt thou labour, and do all thy work:&lt;br /&gt;10But the seventh &lt;strong&gt;day&lt;/strong&gt; is the sabbath of the LORD thy God: in it thou shalt not do any work, thou, nor thy son, nor thy daughter, thy manservant, nor thy maidservant, nor thy cattle, nor thy stranger that is within thy gates:&lt;br /&gt;11For in six &lt;strong&gt;days&lt;/strong&gt; the LORD made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that in them is, and rested the &lt;strong&gt;seventh day&lt;/strong&gt;: wherefore the LORD blessed the sabbath &lt;strong&gt;day&lt;/strong&gt;, and hallowed it. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you tell me, so many times here the word day was placed. Thank God just Sabbath wasn't placed here. So folks it says remember the &lt;strong&gt;Sabbath Day&lt;/strong&gt; to keep it holy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now I've heard it been said that they Sabbath and all that is for the Jews, but the 2Nd text which came from the beginning of all begins. Gen 2 : 2-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;2And on the seventh day God ended his work which he had made; and he rested on the seventh day from all his work which he had made.&lt;br /&gt;3And God &lt;strong&gt;blessed the seventh day, and sanctified it:&lt;/strong&gt; because that in it he had rested from all his work which God created and made.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I see here the that a day was sanctified and blessed, and that was the day God rested from all that He had made. Way before the Jews, even before sin. Unless Adam was a Jew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me why are we so quick to give the Sabbath to the Jews and yet still claim their blessings. We claim their blessings of "being the head and not the tail", we claim the blessings of "borrowing and not lending", so many blessings we claim that God gave to the Jews yet we don't want the Sabbath. Aye "Thou shalt not commit adultery" came from the same commandment, can I have an extra marital affair, can I have your husband? I guess that's not so right is it. Here is Jesus' reply when He was asked which is the greatest commandment.&lt;br /&gt;Math. 22 : 37 - 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;37Jesus said unto him, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind.&lt;br /&gt;38This is the first and great commandment.&lt;br /&gt;39And the second is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.&lt;br /&gt;40On these two commandments hang all the law and the prophets.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes here we have the new commandment given. Its the same as given the first time, its just not as detailed. Because I love you my neighbour, I will leave your husband alone. Because I love God I will hold sacred what HE holds sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now many people reference the text Romans 14, but Paul was not discounting or discrediting the Sabbath, He was just trying to show us which was more important, The man or the Sabbath? OF course Man is more important! Mark 2:27 says that the Sabbath was made for man and not man for the Sabbath. So if one esteems one day above another. Don't cut him down. Love him. After all we are all accountable to God and we each keep the sabbath Day unto God. Each man will be called upon by God to account for what He holds dear. So just love your brother. Faith, hope and Charity, the greatest of all is Charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But remember to Him who knoweth to do and doeth it not...to him it is Sin. James 4:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO my brethren. I love you no matter which day you hold sacred or whether its a frame of mind. But I know in good time God will convince us all of the truth. And when truth knocks please answer and let it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the name of Jesus Christ our saviour, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/1509084938317706448-6506679928927004349?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/6506679928927004349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=6506679928927004349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/6506679928927004349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/6506679928927004349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2007/10/asolute-truth.html' title='Asolute Truth'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-5036108817075989726</id><published>2007-10-11T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T16:34:14.861-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Are Still in the boat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/Rw4od3LfqrI/AAAAAAAAAWs/-Wsgn9CWKNI/s1600-h/stepout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120074319860312754" style="FLOAT: left;  MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="178" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/Rw4od3LfqrI/AAAAAAAAAWs/-Wsgn9CWKNI/s320/stepout.jpg" width="268" border="0" vpsace ="20" hspace= "10"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Still&lt;/span&gt; in the boat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My questions for this post are….are we inflicting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unnecessary&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;consequences&lt;/span&gt; upon ourselves or are we just afraid to step out? Are you STILL in that boat?&lt;br /&gt;What boat? You may ask. I refer to the last post, where I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;spoke&lt;/span&gt; about Peter walking on water, most specifically the part of sinking and crying out to Jesus for help. I shared that what distracted Peter was he being concerned about the strong winds around him, about us being concerned about our problems in life (this causes us to sink). But lets step back for a moment and consider something else.Math 14: 28 &amp;amp; 29 “And Peter answered him and said, Lord, if it be thou, bid me come unto thee on the water. 29And he said, Come. And when Peter was come down out of the ship, he walked on the water, to go to Jesus.”Notice the bold phrase….. and Peter was come out of the ship and walked…..hence my question “Are YOU STILL in that boat? You may see where i’m going, stay with me a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us prayer for things in life, or we are called by God to things in life, we prayer for years and nothing happens. Jesus even bids us, ‘yes you can have it, come to me for and you will have it.’ Yet why is it that we have yet to receive our blessings or fulfill our callings? Could it be that we haven’t made a move, could it be that we’re waiting on the path to Jesus to turn solid? Peter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t wait? He stepped out on faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is that step of faith you need to take today? Stopping what you’re doing to start school? Making that phone call? Asking that question? Ignoring the rumbling in your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;stomach&lt;/span&gt; and doing what you have to do? Saying what you have to say? What ever it is , maybe its time to step out of the boat unto the water. Don’t worry you will walk on the water…and remember from last time….any problems just call on him and he will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you may ask…when do you know is time to step out? Well Peter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t see evidence that the laws of nature would be denied before he placed his foot on the water? He experienced that miracle at the point of his stepping out. Sometimes God requires our action so that our blessing may be attained. Too many of us wait for God to pick us up out of the boat and place us on the water. Even then we cling on to God like scared kids afraid of the imaginary below our feet.&lt;br /&gt;You may say…. What if God changed his mind about what He’s promised me. What if now ‘my boat’, is just the consequence of my actions, my sins, my transgressions. Let me submit a few things to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When God allowed the consequences of choice to fall on the children of Israel they were informed what would happen to them and why and sometimes even how. For example Moses, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Num&lt;/span&gt;. 20:12 “ 12And the LORD spake unto Moses and Aaron, Because ye believed me not, to sanctify me in the eyes of the children of Israel, therefore ye shall not bring this congregation into the land which I have given them.” Have God told you that you will no longer have the promise or are you inflicting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;unforgiven&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;consequences&lt;/span&gt; unto yourself. Consider this for a moment.. Some of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;consequences&lt;/span&gt; for adultery or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;fornication&lt;/span&gt; (Std’s, unwanted pregnancy, emotional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;baggage&lt;/span&gt;, guilt). Say for a moment you committed adultery or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;fornication&lt;/span&gt;, You feel sorry for your sin, you know that your actions has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;consequences&lt;/span&gt;, do you take a needle infected with HIV and inject it into you bloodstream? So why do we wallow in pity and claim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;consequences&lt;/span&gt; that God has never placed on us? STEP OUT OF THAT BOAT! &lt;/li&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t need to see our action of wallowing in pity to know that we are truly sorry for our sins. Maybe humans do but God don’t. The bible says that Man looks on the outward appearance but God looks on the …………….( 1 Sam. 16:7) God knows your heart, you don’t need to show that you’re sorry by staying in the boundaries of life. STEP OUT OF THAT BOAT! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Ps&lt;/span&gt; 103: 8 -17, 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8 The LORD is compassionate and gracious, slow to anger, abounding in love.&lt;br /&gt;9 He will not always accuse, nor will he harbor his anger forever;&lt;br /&gt;10 he does not treat us as our sins deserve or repay us according to our iniquities.&lt;br /&gt;11 For as high as the heavens are above the earth, so great is his love for those who fear him;&lt;br /&gt;12 as far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us.&lt;br /&gt;13 As a father has compassion on his children, so the LORD has compassion on those who fear him;&lt;br /&gt;14 for he knows how we are formed, he remembers that we are dust.&lt;br /&gt;15 As for man, his days are like grass, he flourishes like a flower of the field;&lt;br /&gt;16 the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more.&lt;br /&gt;17 But from everlasting to everlasting the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;LORD's&lt;/span&gt; love is with those who fear him, and his righteousness with their children's children-&lt;br /&gt;22 Praise the LORD, all his works everywhere in his dominion. Praise the LORD, O my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;God has already let go to your past. Move on. Step out on faith to claim what God has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;promised&lt;/span&gt;. Hold on to His promises, hold on to God. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;~yours in Christ Abigail &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-5036108817075989726?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/5036108817075989726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=5036108817075989726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/5036108817075989726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/5036108817075989726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2007/10/are-still-in-boat.html' title='Are Still in the boat?'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UDbk-L4vj1A/Rw4od3LfqrI/AAAAAAAAAWs/-Wsgn9CWKNI/s72-c/stepout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1509084938317706448.post-6939692585693729002</id><published>2007-10-05T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T23:11:56.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nebuchadnezzar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>To Love or To believe : which is is best?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So many of us go through life "shouting" , "I am a Christian", "I belong to the true church", "My beliefs and opinions are the truth",  "I believe in God" (Jah, Jehovah, Yahweh, The everlasting Father, The Almighty" or whatever you may call him) , but is this important. Have we missed out on the whole point? Is our faith and belief in vain? Lord help our ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Belief&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is really right, when it comes to religion? Who has the truth? Is one group right and everyone else confused?  Will we be lost if we don’t belong to a particular church?&lt;br /&gt;Let’s take a look at king Nebuchadnezzar? He was a Babylonian king in the time of God's chosen people. Read Dan. 1 - 4 to understand clearer. Most people know of him for throwing the three Hebrew boys into the fiery furnace. But let’s look at him later on.&lt;br /&gt;Nebuchadnezzar was a very proud man... God revealed the future to him in a dream, showing him that while Babylon was the supper power at that time, other kingdoms would arise. Later on He built over the image to suit himself, representing the eternal reign of Babylon. And he didn’t just stop there, he required all his subjects and "captive Israel" to fall prostrate and worship that image he had set up, to worship the Him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let’s go even further into the story. In chapter 4... God gave him another dream specific to him, and what’s interesting is that it took him about a year to forget that message God had given him. He went way above anything else he had done and he proclaimed "Is not this great Babylon, that I have built for the house of the kingdom by the might of my power, and for the honor of my Majesty?"  Right then and there as the words came out of His mouth, He was lead into the experience, forewarned by God, cut out from civilization living as an animal. It wasn’t till in his state that He recognized the Almighty God and proclaimed "I blessed the Lord the most High , and I praised and honored Him that liveth for ever, whose dominion is an everlasting dominion, and His kingdom is from generation to generation, and all the inhabitants of the earth are reputed as nothing: and He doeth according to His will in the army of heaven, and among the inhabitants of the earth: and none can stay His hand, or say unto Him, what doest thou?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is God didn’t require Nebuchadnezzar to offer sacrifices of lamb and goats as He did His chosen people at that time? All He required is that the king acknowledged Him as God, the awesome one, that He pay homage to God the most high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in no way saying that God doesn’t require specifics in our worship... but I am proclaiming that priority is that we recognize God for who He is and give Him glory, and the respect, and awe that He deserves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe many of us have lost our focus in religion. WE get so caught up in doctrines and the lives of others; whether they are living right or not that we forget what is important.Didn’t the apostle Paul say in Romans 14: "Let not him that eateth despises him that eateth not; and let not him which eateth not judge him that eateth: for God hath received him."&lt;br /&gt;We get cut up with preaching which church is wrong or right that we loose sight that God has accepted us all.God is all powerful isn’t He?  Isn’t He able to convict us of specific truths? After all we are all accountable to Him. We have to answer to Him for our choices in what we eat, drink, do or believed. I'm in no wise denying that we should not preach truth. There is a time for everything, but what really is our focus?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does God require of us?&lt;br /&gt;1 Cor, 13: 13 " And now abideth faith, hope and charity [Love], these three, but the greatest of these is CHARITY [LOVE]".&lt;br /&gt;Without love we are nothing, or worship is in vain. Our not eating meat is in vain, our not cursing is in vain..... It would be all in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we need to reassess our churches, what are we emphasizing? Doctrine or Love, where is the compassion, not once a month food baskets.... but compassion, even among brethren.&lt;br /&gt;As someone once said, compassion and love in the church would more mightily hasten the work of God that many sermons preached from the pulpit or a tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop!!! Show some love today.... BE like God; be like Christ, for He is love.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-6939692585693729002?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/6939692585693729002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=6939692585693729002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/6939692585693729002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/6939692585693729002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2007/10/to-love-or-to-believe-which-is-is-best.html' title='To Love or To believe : which is is best?'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-3262481458332735080</id><published>2007-09-24T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T06:46:06.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rhythm of Love, Life and all there is to Happiness</title><content type='html'>Last week I came across a devotion titled, "the unspoilt rhythm of grace." It brought back a sense of refreshing relief and an instant realisation of my musical downfalls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who remember beginning to play music, sports or anything as a matter a fact, the more you try to do it right, the more you mess up. The more you stress over not following the music sheet the more frustrated you get at your errors. Finally when you reach to that point where you finally know what you're doing, things seems effortless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now how does this apply to love, life and most importantly our relationship with God. Well honestly cann't say I havent thought much about how it applies to love, but if you do leave your comments :) but as for life. We spend our days, getting an education for ourselves and our dependants, we do good to others, we work hard depriving our self of necessary sleep, we give to the community, we selflessly participate in church. Yet at the end of the day we end up sad and disappointed, helpless and tired. Have we forgotten the joy of life that God intended for us all. "smelling the roses," take this literally, stop to enjoy the splash of sunlight against the dark grey clouds. How about the mist rising from the hot pitch after rain. God never intended life to be a burden but to be filled with joy, ABUNDANT LIVING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly our spiritual walk with God. We rise early in the morning, we read our devotion, do our quarterlies, read the bible, witness to others, we even prayer for others. Yet we go away feeling empty and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;un-&lt;/span&gt;renewed. WE ask for the courage to do God's will, yet time and time again we fall to our own lustful desires. So why is it that all our efforts go in vain? We do all we're suppose to do yet we end up frustrated and almost hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that we've never stopped to enjoy our time with God? To really talk with God? To really share our innermost emotions with God (those we can't even admit to ourselves)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, love and happiness would mean so much more if we'd relax and let God channel the rivers of our lives, unforced, unleashed, untempered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math 11:28-30 " Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me: for I  am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls,. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the music of love life and happiness. Really - talk to God as to a friend, enjoy His company, then You'll have the "unspoilt rhythm" of all there is to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours in the  Lord&lt;br /&gt;Abigail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-3262481458332735080?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/3262481458332735080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=3262481458332735080' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/3262481458332735080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/3262481458332735080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2007/09/rhythm-of-love-life-and-all-there-is-to.html' title='The Rhythm of Love, Life and all there is to Happiness'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-9128861692249786872</id><published>2007-09-23T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T09:09:49.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Brave Pastor</title><content type='html'>It seems prayer still upsets some people. Please read....&lt;br /&gt;When Minister Joe Wright was asked to open the new session of the Kansas&lt;br /&gt;Senate, everyone was expecting the usual generalities, but this is what&lt;br /&gt;they heard;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heavenly Father,&lt;br /&gt;We come before you today&lt;br /&gt;To ask your forgiveness and&lt;br /&gt;To seek your direction and guidance.&lt;br /&gt;We know Your Word says,&lt;br /&gt;"Woe to those who call evil good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is exactly what we have done.&lt;br /&gt;We have lost our spiritual equilibrium&lt;br /&gt;And reversed our values.&lt;br /&gt;We have exploited the poor and&lt;br /&gt;Called it the lottery.&lt;br /&gt;We have rewarded laziness&lt;br /&gt;And called it welfare.&lt;br /&gt;We have killed our unborn&lt;br /&gt;and called it choice.&lt;br /&gt;We have shot abortionists&lt;br /&gt;And called it justifiable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have neglected to discipline&lt;br /&gt;Our children and called it&lt;br /&gt;Building self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;We have abused power&lt;br /&gt;And called it politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have coveted our neighbour's&lt;br /&gt;Possessions and called it ambition.&lt;br /&gt;We have polluted the air&lt;br /&gt;With profanity and&lt;br /&gt;Pornography and called it&lt;br /&gt;Freedom of speech and expression.&lt;br /&gt;We have ridiculed the time&lt;br /&gt;Honoured values of  our&lt;br /&gt;Forefathers and called it enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search us, Oh, God,&lt;br /&gt;And know our hearts today;&lt;br /&gt;Cleanse us from every sin&lt;br /&gt;And set us free.&lt;br /&gt;Amen!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The response was immediate. A number of legislators walked Out during&lt;br /&gt;the prayer in protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 6 short weeks, Central Christian Church, where Rev. Wright is pastor, logged more than 5,000 phone calls with only 47 Of those calls responding negatively. The church is now receiving international requests for copies of this prayer from India , Africa and Korea. Commentator Paul Harvey aired this prayer on his radio Program, "The Rest of the Story," and received a larger response to this program than any other he has ever aired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Lord's help, may this prayer sweep over our Nation and wholeheartedly become our desire so that we again can be called "one nation under God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;I got this from a forward... which i dont usually read.....I found it rather interesting, lead me to think of somethings i've never thought about...have we really diviated that much?&lt;br /&gt;God save us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-9128861692249786872?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/9128861692249786872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=9128861692249786872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/9128861692249786872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/9128861692249786872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-brave-pastor.html' title='One Brave Pastor'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-2446127080563995271</id><published>2007-08-26T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T22:21:47.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The goodness of God to me my UHCL story part 1</title><content type='html'>The goodness of God to me.I told someone and write my story and tell it pass it on to you guys, cause its hard trying to ramble off the goodness of God in 5 mins of chat time or so here it is :)&lt;br /&gt;Back to School Again&lt;br /&gt;One clear blue Monday morning. :) Actually that’s not how it begins lol.As hopefully all of you already know , I am in Houston Texas doing my masters. (Ps sorry for those of you whom I didn’t get a chance to inform, no I didn’t leave u out). My being here is no chance thing; it’s all through the blessings of God. Why so, well continuing my education was always something I wanted to do and better yet so before I got married, ( I didn’t want to have leave husband and children for school, NO Way, I've seen to many things happen in those experiences). Anyway yes I was originally hoping for September considering that I didn’t want to leave school in the middle of the school term, I didn’t want to leave my students hanging, I was praying hard about it, fasted and all that stuff. Anyway I got to know about this school through a professor at CUC, she told me at first that CUC was offering a scholarship, but say what that didn’t work out, she told me that actually the school itself offers scholarships, so check it out. I got the persons contact info that was linked with the scholarship, hesitant I didn’t check it out as soon as I got it. Eventually I email the man, and he was quite helpful in giving me the necessary information, then I begun working on my GMAT exam. Around grad time 2006 I went to Trinidad and did the exam there, I got a good score but it was not enough for the scholarship, well I got 450 and the scholarship was looking for scores within the 500 range. I was disappointed, well to say the least I didn’t even contact the person immediately to tell them my score. I told someone who was going to the school what I got. By that time I had already begun application to the university. One day while chatting online, the guy whom I told my score told me some interesting new; with the score I got I could get into school and get a teaching assistant position that would give me even better benefits than the scholarship. Wow I was indeed delighted. Hope was renewed, I contact the person and it was indeed so. That news came around the same time I was in deep prayer trying to figure out what to do.Now came the hard task to telling my principal that she had to look for another teacher to continue the rest of the school year :(.But that was not all, because that money would not cover all the expenses I would have to pay. I told my parents about it and after sending me back to calculate everything they told me that I could take a loan to convert the rest. I hated the idea of loans but that wasn’t such a bad thing because I wouldn’t have to spend my whole life paying back that loan based on the amount I would have to take.To make that part of the story short, everything worked out; I was able to finish my SBA with my 5th form students before I left. I did that GMAT exam again and I got qualified for the scholarship, still it wasn’t the high mark I was aiming for, but my written part was great, I got a 5.5 score in that section. So now my finances as it seemed were covered, scholarship, work and loan.But the story doesn't end there, because everyday through my experience here, I get a new blessing, whether emotionally or materially.&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know that this is my first time in a non SDA educational institution, I've always been praying that I remain strong for God through out this all. Firstly God provided good people who have helped me out in different ways. Coming from the Caribbean and going into the states in winter was a big concern for me, knowing my low resistant to cold temperatures. There was a wonderful family who picked me up from the airport, I stayed at their home the first night and they brought me to do my GMAT exam, then took me to school. That was not all I think I under packed to come up, saying to myself that I would buy things like blanket when I reach up and cold clothes. I got a blanket from these people comforter, things for the kitchen and veggie food, that’s just in the least to say. Now listen read closely because u will understand the goodness of God in this part towards me. I was given a winter coat, not light one, not a middle weight one but a heavy one. I thought to myself, its cold but not that cold I wouldn’t need it. But guess what a week later the weather really got bad (well for me) it got cold, really really cold (no snow though), and that Jacket I could not go anywhere without it. Hear this one; the first time I had to go to bathe up here was like I was running a race. I had to race from my clothes into the warm water and from the warm water into clothes, now that was torture. (It was so cold; my bear skin was never exposed to those temperatures.)&lt;br /&gt;Another blessing, I was given a bike for free. Before I even got up here it was set aside for me. (The person didn’t even know me, Michael (the guy from cuc who started in September told her that he knew someone who needed one). Yes people I’m riding a bicycle to school and back everyday. The first time I rode it I laughed all the way, it was just so humorous to me, but say what its one good exercise, two it cuts traveling time down for me significantly. Its just necessary people so you all could stop laughing now. One day I’ll take a pic so u all can see.Anyway, still counting the blessings, I have not missed a Sabbath service at church, not one week. Michael’s uncle who is a pastor arranges transportation for him and his roommate to get to church each week. I count that a big blessing yes and guess what at both churches I met Dominicans, Dominicans who knew my parents, one was even family. Every Sabbath I don’t have to cook, I got good food man. I am currently thinking of sticking to one church where I could get involved in their pathfinder club. (God is good :) ).Another blessing was to already know people, who were Adventist even before I came up. Michael was up here already, he has shown me the ropes, linked me up with good people, show me when all the activities are on campus so I could get free food (lol) and just been good company. The first Friday night, well it’s started just before sunset, we were talking to this African guy whom we met and it got into Sabbath hours. Now that was a test, (what are we going to do now), anyway we continued talking. We had to go into the club house, where there was a TV. the guy put on the T.V, and you know I trying my best to ignore the T.V. anyway I got the courage to ask him what he though about God. One question was all it took and the whole conversation turned to a spiritual conversation where I could enjoy the Sabbath comfortably, soon the T.V was lost in the back ground and later we got to put it off and I could go to sleep that Sabbath in peace. 2nd Friday night, this time it was me and Michael, we just talked bout church and actually did part of the lesson. And this last Friday night, Michael, his room mate and myself actually did some sort of worship, with singing and thanking God for the week. It’s been a wonderful blessing.One of my most favorite blessings was actually seeing clear blue skies for right now it’s been 4 days on a stretch. For a while now it’s been totally grey, that by 4 o’clock it already seems like it was sunset. This Friday goon I was able to see the true sunset and the sky getting dark, that’s a real blessing to me.Oh yes and another blessing was that I got to play basketball on Friday. Though we didn’t win, but it was a good one, that was maybe one of the only times that I naturally sweated since I am here, and it felt good.Now these are some of the blessings I have received and those were not all, and I know that I am yet to experience it all. Some good parts are yet to come ( I have been offered tickets to go see friends and family in other states, by no means would I dream of being able to do that on my own pocket) . btw I'm praying for a laptop on which I could do my programming when the lab is closed (preferably a dual core ;) lol I’ve got some serious VB and C# to do this semester. )Thank you for your time. I just had to tell you all how gooodddd God has been to me. 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href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2007/08/goodness-of-god-to-me-my-uhcl-story.html' title='The goodness of God to me my UHCL story part 1'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-2851769488096741571</id><published>2007-08-26T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T22:16:04.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just to share</title><content type='html'>Blessed am I by my Father in heaven&lt;br /&gt;who loves me so much that He gave me his love&lt;br /&gt;love so high as that of the perfect father to a son&lt;br /&gt;Guiding me and loving me showing He cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cares so much not only salvation to give&lt;br /&gt;great joys without bounds and even unexpected&lt;br /&gt;Peace un imaginable&lt;br /&gt;Love oh yes sweet love undescribable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont think me crazy or fanatic&lt;br /&gt;But this i got to share..&lt;br /&gt;cause its the best thing of all to me&lt;br /&gt;My God loves me and that I see in many ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when things are bad&lt;br /&gt;close your eyes to the trials around&lt;br /&gt;listen closely, you'll hear His assurance&lt;br /&gt;"hold on my child, love me, and wait and see"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share the small blessings you'll remember them longer&lt;br /&gt;Take about the smallest thing his done for you, it will help you believe stronger&lt;br /&gt;He loves you never doubt that.......love Him and you will understand even more&lt;br /&gt;Love is what He is all about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care.......and if its one thing you should never doubt in your life is that&lt;br /&gt;God loves youIf He loves Lucifer......how much more you&lt;br /&gt;He  cares about you......love him back please~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail Fabien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 138:8 - The LORD will perfect that which concerneth me: thy mercy, O LORD, endureth for ever: forsake not the works of thine own hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-2851769488096741571?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/2851769488096741571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=2851769488096741571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/2851769488096741571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/2851769488096741571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-to-share.html' title='just to share'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-6817573529730162539</id><published>2007-08-26T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T22:04:49.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my UHCL story part 3</title><content type='html'>I’ve promised many persons an update on my UHCL story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously shown on “God’s blessings to me: UHCL story”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through God’s leadings, promptings and providence I, Abigail G.(don’t ask) Fabien  have been brought to UHCL (The University of Houston - Clear Lake) to peruse her Masters degree in Management Information System, on a part loan part scholarship financing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my first experience I wrote to you all I mentioned praying for a laptop, and people I got a dell. That was the new miracle I was praying for and it was answered. I didn’t have to put up a dollar for this vital piece of education instrument.&lt;br /&gt;My mom passed on the first testimony to a friend and she offered to give me $400 toward the laptop. This was half way praise God. I still didn’t have the rest of it. One day I was talking to my cousin telling her about how I got the money. Then I said “girl you know anyone who could give me bout $300 more?”  And she was like “I could do that.” That was the last thing I was expecting but God did. He blessed me. I prayer that one day he would use me to bless those who blessed me double fold and more.&lt;br /&gt;            The first semester has ended with many experiences in the making and the second one at present, there are many more trials to endure, but I must thank God for those He has brought me through. Last semester I had two programming courses. As my professor said, I’d be living in the lab. Thank God I had this laptop, I wasn’t living in the lab, but my eyes were glued to the screen. I grew to dislike the internet, so for those of you, who didn’t see me on msn, don’t think I blocked you or stopped talking to you. It’s just that I was doing what I had to do (btw this semester might be the same, if you wanna contact me email me. I will reply within 24-hours. J) I was able to get two A’s in those programming courses, and trust me it was not of my own strength it was all the blessings of God. But through that experience I learnt a valuable lesson. With these courses what I had to do was to pass the certification exam and get an A. Much easier said than done. For the first exam, I studied and prayed, I had my mom praying for me and anyone else I spoke to I told to prayer for me and that exam. I had to read a big book, study questions, and all that. I was confident that God would do His part and help me pass that exam. That morning, I prayed, claimed my promises, rode up on my bike to the exam center and sat to take the exam. Throughout the exam I’m praying, “Lord you know I don’t know the answer, but I know you do so help me understand show me.” And guess what ………… No, I didn’t pass. I rode home disappointed, almost to tears. How could I have not passed? How could this be God’s will? I mean, I studied and prayed. Still trusting in God I returned to the books. I had to read that whole book over again, trust me I needed it because this time there many more things I never saw or learnt the first time. Still praying some more I prepared. Did more questions retake the exam, and this time I knew the answers, the questions looked just like what I studied. Praise God. I passed, got my A.  The other course I only had to take that exam once, but from this I knew, praying is not all. WE have to do our part. Sometimes our best isn’t enough, but we have to give what is required to get the desired output. As students we may have to sacrifice a little (some sports, some socializing time) and with prayer we will succeed. Prayer alone is not enough. We got to do our part.&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest blessings of last semester was another scholarship. Still partial and doesn’t cover all my expenses, but this one took care of tuition. All I have to pay now is fees, rent, food and books, still comes up to a bit, but God provides. HE is faithful. I am young but been a few places, but I’ve never seen the righteous forsaken or His children begging bread.&lt;br /&gt;Another big headache I had was summer time, what would I do. I wanted to go home; I needed work to get some money. Well God came through again. Because I was awarded that scholarship I could have used some extra cash to go home and attend my sibling’s graduation in Trinidad. (Little did I know I still needed that money for this semester, but the story continues?) So I got home and guess what the next day I went to work, back again teaching in the same school, I did two months there and then after that went to Trinidad the next week to work marking CXC for two weeks. The teaching was a whole other experience that God brought me through but that’s another story.&lt;br /&gt;I got to go to Trinidad and didn’t even have to pay for ticket and for housing and for food, was able to stay with my brother, got transportation to work with a friend and food was included in the remuneration. For those of you who know, you would have understood why getting to Trinidad for those 2 weeks was important for me at that time. I was able to stay 3 weeks. I didn’t think it would have been possible, but God kept the doors open long enough so I could get in. Thanks be to God.&lt;br /&gt;Back home was another blessing, being reunited with my family at family reunion, was an unforgettable experience. I was truly blessed by it.&lt;br /&gt;There were many more things that happen that I could praise God for:&lt;br /&gt;Being spared from the wrath of hurricane Dean. It could have been worse, but God protected us. I was still able to travel. My bags were delayed, still haven’t received them yet but they are on the way.&lt;br /&gt;Remember I used my money to go one n graduation n such. Well yes God provided in the form of my parents. For those of you who have kids you understand. I have two younger sisters away studying doing the Bachelors. I wasn’t in the budget at the time, but God provided for them so I could be taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;So yes people, this is part 3 of the story. By no means is my life easy and trial free now, for still everyday I face trials and temptations that I have to overcome, but thanks be to God who worketh His good deeds towards us undeserving children. WE may not understand what He is doing, but He who has promised is faithful ~ Heb. 10: 23. So even now when my heart aches, and I am confused about certain things in life, I can’t trust in God that in time, “in the fullness of time”, He will work all things out for my God, most importantly for his glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am I praying for?&lt;br /&gt;A clearer understanding of God’s will for my emotional life and life in general&lt;br /&gt;For a Wk-3800 Casio keyboard, or any kind of that sort. Its been my dream for God to use me in the field of music, I’m still a work in progress and in need of a lot of practice, but hey, in the comfort of my room, at 3 am in the morning with my headphones on, I could get just that J&lt;br /&gt;For the blessing and coverage of God over my friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well people, God bless until next time, May the peace of God that passeth all understanding, keep your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus. ~ Phil. 4 : 7&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            &lt;br /&gt;Ps.I’m getting to go to my friends wedding in next weekend in New York, end that great. And oh yes, last semester spring break I got to travel, my uncle and his wife sent for me in San Diego. I hadn’t seen my uncle in over 7 yrs,  n guess what I went shopping (trust me I needed that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-6817573529730162539?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/6817573529730162539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=6817573529730162539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/6817573529730162539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/6817573529730162539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-uhcl-story-part-3.html' title='my UHCL story part 3'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-3959150513578178295</id><published>2007-07-12T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T19:00:58.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is my GPS (part 1)</title><content type='html'>We often hear statements such as, “God is in control”. “His hand is on the wheel”. “What is to be will be”; But what does it all mean? Does it mean that God decides the choices we make even before we do? Does it mean that we have no say in what goes on in our lives, that things are already decided for us and that we just have to go with the flow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God in His awesomeness created man with the ability to use his cognitive capabilities to make right decisions.  “Choose ye this day whom ye will serve” (Joshua 24:15). We determine which road we take in life.&lt;br /&gt;God is all powerful and is able to subdue all things unto His will. But in His kindness and love He allows us to make decisions for ourselves. Just as a parent eventually gives a child his freedom to decide what clothes he will wear today or what he may want for breakfast, so God lets us choose.&lt;br /&gt;Now there is no need for indecisiveness. Some people go back and forth, “did I make the right choice? What if my choice was wrong?” God in His love and kindness doesn’t leave us all to ourselves. He directs us as to which road to take, but it’s up to us to follow the GPS.  Of course He is more powerful that the GPS cause He could turn the car on auto pilot when necessary, but stay with me a bit. Imagine this you’re driving down the highway, your GPS is next to the steering wheel, 3D maps, voice activated, the works. “You are twenty miles from your destination.” “At the next destination turn left.” “You have reached your destination.” Do you get what I am saying? At every point in our lives God provide signs and clear directions as to what road to take. He never leaves us clueless. We may have the music blaring too loudly in the car or the screen of the GPS may be clouded with dust. But God’s direction is always there for us.&lt;br /&gt;Now when the GPS directs us to take a left turn, Will we get there unless we turn the staring wheel? No. So when God says, “Yes my is the best school for you,” can you get into the school that God has told you is best for you unless you take that step of applying to the school or even attending school? In following the signs we see we accept God’s guidance in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;So what are you waiting for? Have you stepped out in faith following the signs God has given you? Are you still praying for food and expecting God to put it in your mouth too? At times God blesses or does miracles without having us do anything, but in aspects of decision making. We have to make the decision. God in his own goodness has given us the freedom of choice. Let us use it rightly for His glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-3959150513578178295?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/3959150513578178295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=3959150513578178295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/3959150513578178295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/3959150513578178295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2007/07/god-is-my-gps-part-1.html' title='God is my GPS (part 1)'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-4534187757998392280</id><published>2007-07-01T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T06:39:04.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Col 3: 13 “Forbearing one anther and forgiving one another, if any man have a quarrel against any: even as Christ forgave you, so also do ye.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Can you imagine continuing life with a new record, a clean slate as if nothing wrong has been done. Imagine forgiveness before asking for it. Imagine a relationship where the past is never brought up or held against you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you offer that to someone who has wronged you? A child who has disowned you, a spouse or loved one who has cheated on you; a sibling, a stranger who twisted the truth on you? Whatever your situation, can you exercise that kind of forgiveness on another individual? Where the wrong done doesn’t easily come to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, there is one who has given us that kind of forgiveness. A forgiveness based on REAL LOVE. Only love can bring about a forgiveness so Devine; Love and unselfishness. You know when we sin we’re actually sinning to God’s face. Imagine you have a child and that child knows that you are looking, yet does exactly what you said not to do. Or imagine that friend who knows that you will find out that they did it yet they still carry tales about you. This is exactly what we do. We know that God is watching, we know that God knows ii all. Yet we still sin and do wrong to his face and in spite of our rebellion God lets it go, even before we ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people hold on to their past even after God has forgotten. I’ve heard persons say, “this is happening to me because i did ___________ in my past.” They believe that bad follows them because the committed an extra ordinary sin. I believe that this is a myth. Number one, all Sin is Sin. And as one of the laws of physics says ‘to every action there is a reaction.’ And guess what Sin is not exception. Natural consequences follow sin. For example a sperm is released and an egg is fertilized. God didn’t bring punishment on you for having sex before marriage, its just that a natural process occurred. You steal, a habit and addiction is formed that will take hard work to get out of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why then do we hold on to the wrongs that others have done to us. Somehow we believe that if we truly forgive and forget the wrong, the person will keep doing the wrong to us. Maybe it’s because we have not truly forgiven. Let go of the hurt, let go of the wrong and let God deal with those who have wronged us. Only God can change an individual, not what we think or do to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a few reasons why we need to forgive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;God asks us to (Luke 6 :37)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Its healthy. Oh yes it is. (Ever wonder why some people keep going to doctors and they can’t figure out what’s wrong with them? Heartache I say , Heartache ;) )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It promotes healthy relationships.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Through forgiving we gain forgiveness. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember forgive, a clean slate, and let it go, let it all go.Dear Lord Forgive our debts as we forgive our debtors. (Mathew 6:12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-4534187757998392280?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/4534187757998392280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=4534187757998392280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/4534187757998392280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/4534187757998392280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2007/07/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-7690596475009046434</id><published>2007-06-17T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T06:05:09.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He will fulfill His promises</title><content type='html'>It’s taken me many ups and downs in my life to realize this. God’s promises are stands forever. If God promises to make you great HE will. If He promises you a good family, you will have your good family. If He promised good grades, its there. If He promised you the ability to overcome your temptations, addictions or struggles. You might as well claim it. You may not see it now but trust me, no trust God, it is there. Deliverance is, blessings are, joy is, and peace is. It’s all there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not once has God turned back on his promise. Look at the children of Israel. He promised to take them back to the land He gave to their father Abraham. They rebelled against God, but yet still they made it. He promised to make them a great generation, and to day we can still find them, they are. God promised David that He would never be in need of a king to sit on His throne. Even when David’s grandson fell to worshiping Idols and refused to obey those the instruction of Godly men, God decided to take away the kingdom from him and give it to his counterpart, but Judah was left for him to rule over. David’s linage continued to be a royal one. Jesus was even born through that linage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our disobedience to God brings trials, just as God promised in Deuteronomy 28. God’s instructions are always for our good; whenever we disobey them naturally we bring evil upon ourselves. For example God commands us to honor our parents, rebelliousness has never brought peace and joy, destruction follows, and usually the next generation is more rebellious to us than we have been to our own parents. God has advised us what to eat and what not to eat. Yet we decide to gratify our taste buds, as a result our bodies break down, we lack the energy and the motivation to work for God and more so our bodies are inflicted with the diseases of the philistines. Every command God has given, disobedience to that command brings destruction. Thou shalt not commit adultery. Yet we do and families are destroyed, children are scared for life and diseases go around. Human beings decide in themselves that they must deny the power of will that God has placed upon them and act like animals, failing to control their urges, urges to fornicate, urges to blurt out whatever comes to their minds, all those things that doesn’t represent the powerful creatures that God intended. And what do we have as a result? Look around, society will tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the good news is. Whenever Israel repented and gave God His rightful place in their lives, they were elevated to where they should be. They never lacked anything, they were lenders and not borrowers, whatever they touched boor forth fruits, their children prospered, they were protected.&lt;br /&gt;God promises never fails, whatever God has promised stands forever. So if you’ve messed up and you’ve made your way back to God, don’t worry. He will use this downturn in your life to be a stepping stone in your life. You’ll be able to help others to realize that God’s way is still always the best. Dabbling in the world never brings anything good.&lt;br /&gt;God’s promises stands forever. You will still have your family, your good grades, the love of your life; you can still spend your life in ministry for Him. Just wise up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=2%20Corinthians+1:20&amp;version=9"&gt;2 Corinthians 1:20&lt;/a&gt; For all the promises of God in him are yea, and in him Amen, unto the glory of God by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspite of all the children of Isreal disobedience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=1%20Kings+8:56&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;1 Kings 8:56&lt;/a&gt; Blessed be the LORD, that hath given rest unto his people Israel, according to all that he promised: there hath not failed one word of all his good promise, which he promised by the hand of Moses his servant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bibleresources.bible.com/passagesearchresults.php?passage1=2%20Peter+3:9&amp;amp;version=9"&gt;2 Peter 3:9&lt;/a&gt; The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count slackness ….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1509084938317706448-7690596475009046434?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/7690596475009046434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=7690596475009046434' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/7690596475009046434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/7690596475009046434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2007/06/he-will-fulfill-his-promises.html' title='He will fulfill His promises'/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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-1509084938317706448.post-2614962909312437438</id><published>2007-04-14T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T16:47:40.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;How could I possibly explain the goodness of God in my life? When I feel it can’t get better it seems like its only the beginning of things for me. In life God do not promise us a bed of roses but He does promises to ease or burdens and give us rest. Daily I am experiencing His rest. When I feel I can’t take another step in my trials, He steps in and right when I need Him most He gives me the strength, I look back at my problems and wonder “Why was I crying bout this?” In the meanwhile I sit here waiting for His next step of deliverance, cause its another one of those moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all this I endeavor to share the goodness of God on me। I know He’s been good to you; He’s surely been great to me. I can help but live for him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“life is not a bed of roses but with God the thorns could be cushions”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt; . posts will be added biweekly, unless otherwise deemed necessary.&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/1509084938317706448-2614962909312437438?l=abigailfabien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/feeds/2614962909312437438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1509084938317706448&amp;postID=2614962909312437438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/2614962909312437438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1509084938317706448/posts/default/2614962909312437438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailfabien.blogspot.com/2007/04/how-could-i-possibly-explain-goodness.html' title=''/><author><name>ForHISGlory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07855279858369772686</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></feed>
