<?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-1862445251189189530</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:33:20.383+08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Last Post'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='Nonsense'/><category term='General'/><category term='Updates'/><category term='God&apos;s grace'/><category term='The End'/><category term='Sharing'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Mafia'/><category term='Past'/><category term='Roster'/><category term='Devotionals'/><category term='Events'/><category term='Encouragement'/><category term='Bye'/><category term='Multiplication'/><title type='text'>Super Lame Cell</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hweeyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09943032609285700311</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>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-203927320450832734</id><published>2008-09-09T14:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T14:47:30.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The End'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Last Post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>The end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yen and I were supposed to do up a nice farewell post...with pictures and a touching, tear-jerking, composition to signify the end of something beautiful, and more importantly, the beginning of something greater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...Hours became days, which became weeks, and it has now reached one month since we discussed on the above. And I realised that maybe it's not so important to have that post anymore because although this blog stopped moving, everything else continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two new cells have been set up now and have embarked on an exciting, new adventure (last Friday both cells had a healthy attendance of 9 each). Both cells have started their new cell blogs to align with their new beginnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog doesn't need a ra-ra ending after all. It's been awesome, guys, but it will be even more awesome in the future. Stay close to God and everything else will fall into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.&lt;/span&gt; ~ Matthew 6:33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit our new cell blogs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stillaslame.blogspot.com/"&gt;Still As Lame As Ever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://evenlamernow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mega Lame Cell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-203927320450832734?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/203927320450832734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=203927320450832734' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/203927320450832734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/203927320450832734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/09/end.html' title='The end'/><author><name>Roger</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-7352756503624481533</id><published>2008-08-04T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T17:52:41.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Multiplication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s grace'/><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it's been awhile since I updated on this blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much has happened since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Low Money has left to Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell conference has just finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we've multiplied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been an awesome three years going through the ups and downs of this cell group. It's been incredible seeing all the friendships develop, the fights, the compassion, and the times we stood together and encouraged one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's grace has been apparent throughout. God's grace has left an imprint on the cell group and upon each member's life. And even as we multiplied last weekend, God's grace and purpose was revealed once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many years, our church has been fluctuating with 90-something cells. We kept trying but could not hit the 100 target that we had. Cells kept combining, phasing out, beginning anew and it maintained at that level. Last weekend, 2 cells multiplied - one from Youth and ours from Young Adults to hit 100 cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long road but it became clear that our cell have so many leaders that need an environment to release their capability in Him and to depend on Him more. With too many leaders in one cell, it was easy to take a step back and allow others to step up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful and grateful that all the core members stood alongside and agreed in unity that it was time to challenge our cell to the next level, and accepted the responsibility to take ownership of helping our cell to achieve the purpose laid out for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only by His amazing grace, we've come this far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only by His amazing grace, we can go forward from here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-7352756503624481533?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/7352756503624481533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=7352756503624481533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/7352756503624481533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/7352756503624481533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/08/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Roger</name><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-1862445251189189530.post-2416232382349540401</id><published>2008-07-27T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T18:12:30.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>When Death Becomes Birth</title><content type='html'>by Max Lucado &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live one final breath from your own funeral. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which, from God’s perspective, is nothing to grieve. He responds to these grave facts with this great news: “The day you die is better than the day you are born” (Eccles. 7:1). Now there is a twist. Heaven enjoys a maternity-ward reaction to funerals. Angels watch body burials the same way grandparents monitor delivery-room doors. “He’ll be coming through any minute!” They can’t wait to see the new arrival. While we’re driving hearses and wearing black, they’re hanging pink and blue streamers and passing out cigars. We don’t grieve when babies enter the world. The hosts of heaven don’t weep when we leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but many of us weep at the thought of death. Do you? Do you dread your death? And is your dread of death robbing your joy of life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus came to “deliver those who have lived all their lives as slaves to the fear of dying” (Heb. 2:15).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your death may surprise you and sadden others, but heaven knows no untimely death: “You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed” (Ps. 139:16). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dread of death ends when you know heaven is your true home. In all my air travels I’ve never seen one passenger weep when the plane landed. Never. No one clings to the armrests and begs, “Don’t make me leave. Don’t make me leave. Let me stay and eat more peanuts.” We’re willing to exit because the plane has no permanent mailing address. Nor does this world. “But we are citizens of heaven, where the Lord Jesus Christ lives. And we are eagerly waiting for him to return as our Savior” (Phil. 3:20).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t you do this: give God your death. Imagine your last breath, envision your final minutes, and offer them to him. Deliberately. Regularly. “Lord, I receive your work on the cross and in your resurrection. I entrust you with my departure from earth.” With Christ as your friend and heaven as your home, the day of death becomes sweeter than the day of birth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-2416232382349540401?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/2416232382349540401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=2416232382349540401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2416232382349540401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2416232382349540401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-death-becomes-birth.html' title='When Death Becomes Birth'/><author><name>~mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320536955025078869</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-1862445251189189530.post-8158913728958827823</id><published>2008-07-04T18:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:07.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>Aaron's Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Heya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long awaited for pics :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AARON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219102799196794834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/SG36WAhfL9I/AAAAAAAAAjw/PP6Y6WFI-Hs/s320/IMG_1490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3186/2636300926_07f39f97d4_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219102929183920290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/SG36dkw1UKI/AAAAAAAAAj4/F-df2LhsgeQ/s320/IMG_1491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3023/2636300916_caa872bb92_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219103066030098082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/SG36lijgRqI/AAAAAAAAAkA/lRz2XLKfDjY/s320/IMG_1477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3079/2636300920_85a191932d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219103210716344690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/SG36t9jZMXI/AAAAAAAAAkI/EESQqC1aeaY/s320/IMG_1478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&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/1862445251189189530-8158913728958827823?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/8158913728958827823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=8158913728958827823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/8158913728958827823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/8158913728958827823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/07/aarons-birthday.html' title='Aaron&apos;s Birthday!'/><author><name>hweeyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09943032609285700311</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/_N556Ble_Zjs/SG36WAhfL9I/AAAAAAAAAjw/PP6Y6WFI-Hs/s72-c/IMG_1490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-6708091223930582715</id><published>2008-07-04T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:07.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>What is the legacy you want to leave behind?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SG252uLmvpI/AAAAAAAAApk/PMsjZH2dMQw/s1600-h/RIP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SG252uLmvpI/AAAAAAAAApk/PMsjZH2dMQw/s320/RIP.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219031892953054866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Epitaph&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"He will bless those who fear the Lord- small and great alike." &lt;/em&gt;Psalm 115:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will be written on your epitaph? How do you want people to remember you? What type of legacy will your life leave behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I interviewed a very successful and powerful man one time for a magazine when this question came up. The man ran an international business that is a household name to all. He was a professed Christian, but he had difficulty answering my question. "I always knew someone would ask that question some day. I am not sure I am any more prepared to answer it now either," was the man's answer. He grappled for a few nice words, but it was clear he had not seriously considered his life much beyond his business success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said of George Washington Carver that he got up early in the morning each day to walk alone and pray. He asked God how he was to spend his day and what He wanted to teach him that day. Carver grew up at the close of the Civil War in a one-room shanty on the home of Moses Carver - the man who owned his mother. The Ku Klux Klan had abducted him and his mother, selling her to new owners. He was later found and returned to his owner, but his mother was never seen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carver grew up at the height of racial discrimination, yet he had overcome all these obstacles to become one of the most influential men in the history of the United States. He made many discoveries with the use of peanuts and sweet potatoes. However, after he recommended farmers to plant peanuts and sweet potatoes instead of cotton, he was led into his greatest trial. The farmers lost even more money due to the lack of market for peanuts and sweet potatoes. Carver cried out to the Lord, "Mr. Creator, why did You make the peanut?" Many years later, he shared that God led him back to his lab and worked with him to discover some 300 marketable products from the peanut. Likewise, he made over 100 discoveries from the sweet potato. These new products created a demand for peanuts and sweet potatoes, and they were major contributors to rejuvenating the Southern economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he made new discoveries, he never became successful monetarily, but he overcame great rejection during his lifetime for being black. He was offered six-figure income opportunities from Henry Ford, and he became friends with presidents of his day, yet he knew what God had called him to do. His epitaph read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He could have added fortune to fame, but caring for neither, he found happiness and honor in being helpful to the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-6708091223930582715?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/6708091223930582715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=6708091223930582715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6708091223930582715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6708091223930582715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-is-legacy-you-want-to-leave-behind.html' title='What is the legacy you want to leave behind?'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SG252uLmvpI/AAAAAAAAApk/PMsjZH2dMQw/s72-c/RIP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-89709533217242505</id><published>2008-06-25T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:07.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Divine Appointments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SGGg26RA2ZI/AAAAAAAAApE/dkJelKGCqy0/s1600-h/sheep+%26+wolf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SGGg26RA2ZI/AAAAAAAAApE/dkJelKGCqy0/s320/sheep+%26+wolf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215626708685740434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Divine Appointments&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am sending you out like sheep among wolves. Therefore be as shrewd as snakes and as innocent as doves."&lt;/em&gt; - Matthew 10:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Os is now taking over this division. He will be managing all of these activities from now on. You should know that he has a different management philosophy than what you may have experienced before. He has a biblical management philosophy. Os, would you like to explain what they could expect from you in this regard?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the words spoken to me by a non-Christian CEO recently when he decided to increase my responsibilities in the company. We had never spoken of spiritual issues before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each business day, you and I will have the opportunity to stand before presidents, marketing directors, secretaries or other coworkers to create a defining moment. When that happens, there is a good chance you will be thought of as someone to avoid. You might be considered "religious" or "fanatical." If so, consider this a great compliment because it says you are standing apart from the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Be on your guard against men; they will hand you over to the local councils and flog you in their synagogues. On My account you will be brought before governors and kings as witnesses to them and to the Gentiles. But when they arrest you, do not worry about what to say or how to say it. At that time you will be given what to say, for it will not be you speaking, but the Spirit of your Father speaking through you"&lt;/em&gt; (Matthew 10:17-20).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may never be flogged for your faith. However, you may very well be brought before others to give account for what you believe. It may be at a water cooler, or it could be during lunch with a coworker. In whatever situation you find yourself, the Holy Spirit awaits the opportunity to speak through your life to that person who needs to hear. Ask the Lord whom He wants to speak to today through your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-89709533217242505?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/89709533217242505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=89709533217242505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/89709533217242505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/89709533217242505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/06/divine-appointments.html' title='Divine Appointments'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SGGg26RA2ZI/AAAAAAAAApE/dkJelKGCqy0/s72-c/sheep+%26+wolf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-5221412237043354467</id><published>2008-06-17T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T14:05:43.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><title type='text'>Releasing the past</title><content type='html'>You have the authority to release the past in the name of the Lord, and today you must move on to what lies ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is knowing when the past is dead that liberates us to help others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The testimony is what you have left when the test is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this encourages you. *hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-5221412237043354467?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/5221412237043354467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=5221412237043354467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5221412237043354467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5221412237043354467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/06/releasing-past.html' title='Releasing the past'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03060991593469433866</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-1862445251189189530.post-9122341703816934309</id><published>2008-06-13T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:08.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Your God is a Good God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SFH5O58r55I/AAAAAAAAAok/hu5LtTrU73c/s1600-h/failing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SFH5O58r55I/AAAAAAAAAok/hu5LtTrU73c/s320/failing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211220278313215890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your God is a Good God&lt;br /&gt;by Max Lucado &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use your uniqueness to take great risks for God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only mistake is not to risk making one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such was the error of the one-talent servant. Did the master notice him? Indeed, he did. And from the third servant we learn a sobering lesson. “Then he who had received the one talent came and said, ‘Lord, I knew you to be a hard man, reaping where you have not sown, and gathering where you have not scattered seed. And I was afraid, and went and hid your talent in the ground’ ” (Matt. 25: 24–25).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrast the reaction of the third servant with that of the first two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The faithful servants “went and traded” (v. 16). The fearful one “went and dug” (v. 18).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first two invested. The last one buried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first two went out on a limb. The third hugged the trunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The master wouldn’t stand for it. Brace yourself for the force of his response. “You wicked and lazy servant, you knew that I reap where I have not sown, and gather where I have not scattered seed. So you ought to have deposited my money with the bankers, and at my coming I would have received back my own with interest” (vv. 26–27).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa. What just happened? Why the blowtorch? Find the answer in the missing phrase. The master repeated the assessment of the servant, word for word, with one exclusion. Did you note it? “I knew you to be a hard man” (v. 24). The master didn’t repeat the description he wouldn’t accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The servant levied a cruel judgment by calling the master a hard man. The servant used the exact word for “hard” that Christ used to describe stiff-necked and stubborn Pharisees (see Matt. 19:8; Acts 7:51). The writer of Hebrews employed the term to beg readers not to harden their hearts (3:8). The one-talent servant called his master stiff-necked, stubborn, and hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His sin was not mismanagement, but misunderstanding. Was his master hard? He gave multimillion-dollar gifts to undeserving servants; he honored the two-talent worker as much as the five; he stood face to face with both at homecoming and announced before the audiences of heaven and hell, “Well done, good and faithful servant.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was this a hard master? Infinitely good, graciously abundant, yes. But hard? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one-talent servant never knew his master. He should have. He lived under his roof and shared his address. He knew his face, his name, but he never knew his master’s heart. And, as a result, he broke it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is this unprofitable servant? If you never use your gifts for God, you are. If you think God is a hard God, you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fear of doing the wrong thing for God, you’ll do nothing for God. For fear of making the wrong kingdom decision, you’ll make no kingdom decision. For fear of messing up, you’ll miss out. You will give what this servant gave and will hear what this servant heard: “You wicked and lazy servant” (v. 26).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don’t have to. It’s not too late to seek your Father’s heart. Your God is a good God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-9122341703816934309?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/9122341703816934309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=9122341703816934309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/9122341703816934309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/9122341703816934309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/06/your-god-is-good-god.html' title='Your God is a Good God'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SFH5O58r55I/AAAAAAAAAok/hu5LtTrU73c/s72-c/failing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-3280881158679182576</id><published>2008-06-12T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:08.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Such a Time as This</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SFC5vLWGzJI/AAAAAAAAAoc/ugspcaMzXRM/s1600-h/king+extending+scepter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SFC5vLWGzJI/AAAAAAAAAoc/ugspcaMzXRM/s320/king+extending+scepter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210868989018164370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Such a Time as This&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"On the third day Esther put on her royal robes and stood in the inner court of the palace, in front of the king's hall."&lt;/em&gt; - Esther 5:1a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther was a woman who lived for a cause greater than herself. God used this woman to save the entire Jewish people from extermination. However, before God could use her, she had to come to a place of death in herself. It was not an easy decision. Her uncle Mordecai was the instrument God used to challenge her to measure up to the task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not think that because you are in the king's house you alone of all the Jews will escape. For if you remain silent at this time, relief and deliverance for the Jews will arise from another place, but you and your father's family will perish. And who knows but that you have come to royal position for such a time as this? (Esther 4:13b-14)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mordecai was telling it straight. For her to speak up meant great risks if the king did not receive her. It was automatic death if the king did not extend his scepter, which meant acceptance of her approach to the throne. It was also a time to realize that God may have brought her to this place and time for this specific purpose. However, if she did not respond in faith, God would use another instrument to deliver the people. What would she do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go, gather together all the Jews who are in Susa, and fast for me. Do not eat or drink for three days, night or day. I and my maids will fast as you do. When this is done, I will go to the king, even though it is against the law. And if I perish, I perish (Esther 4:16). On the third day of the fast she came and stood in the inner court of the palace, in front of the king's hall. She was like Jesus who stood in the inner court of Heaven on that third, resurrection day. She gave up her life, but God raised it up on that day and delivered an entire people from destruction because of one woman's willingness to give up her life for a greater cause. God has called each of us to a purpose greater than ourselves. Know that it will require death before life can be given to this purpose. It must be His life that lives, not ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-3280881158679182576?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/3280881158679182576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=3280881158679182576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3280881158679182576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3280881158679182576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/06/such-time-as-this.html' title='Such a Time as This'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SFC5vLWGzJI/AAAAAAAAAoc/ugspcaMzXRM/s72-c/king+extending+scepter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-3493489251976682424</id><published>2008-06-11T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:08.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SE9Fs7ujbDI/AAAAAAAAAoU/3o--OB7-bEo/s1600-h/danger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SE9Fs7ujbDI/AAAAAAAAAoU/3o--OB7-bEo/s320/danger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210459932140465202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are You a Threat?&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"One day the evil spirit answered them, 'Jesus I know, and I know about Paul, but who are you?'" &lt;/em&gt;- Acts 19:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a threat to the kingdom of darkness? If satan and his demons had a board meeting and your name came before the board, what would they say? Would they say that you are one of their most feared enemies and they needed to keep many demons harassing and opposing you? Or would they say, "Gentlemen, this person poses no threat to our activities. Leave him alone. He needs no help from us." There are millions of church-going believers sitting in pews Sunday after Sunday who pose little threat to the kingdom of darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we truly believe that we war against rulers and principalities that cannot be seen, then we must realize that their mandate is to hinder any believer who is seeking to walk in the fullness of God. However, "greater is He that is in you, than he that is in the world" (1 Jn. 4:4b KJV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are seeking to fully follow the Lord, you can expect harassment from the enemy. God permits temptation because it drives us deeper into the soil of God. These times reveal God's power to keep us and walk us through the temptations. Our message becomes fruitful when it is born out of obedience and suffering for His name. Do not consider it strange if you find yourself fighting major battles the more obedient you become to the Master. God desires each of us to become a feared enemy of hell in order to affect satan's domain. When you begin to feel harassed, chances are you are beginning to affect the kingdom of darkness, and satan doesn't like this. So, how many demons do you think are assigned to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-3493489251976682424?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/3493489251976682424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=3493489251976682424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3493489251976682424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3493489251976682424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/06/are-you-threat-by-os-hillman-one-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SE9Fs7ujbDI/AAAAAAAAAoU/3o--OB7-bEo/s72-c/danger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-753645016280687719</id><published>2008-06-10T11:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T11:10:11.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heys ppl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this MMS this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What did the chicken say after she laid many eggs?&lt;br /&gt;I'm eggs-hausted!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. can't help but post this up since we're such a lame cell =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-753645016280687719?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/753645016280687719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=753645016280687719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/753645016280687719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/753645016280687719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/06/heys-ppl-i-got-this-mms-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>~mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320536955025078869</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-1862445251189189530.post-8355928275814920307</id><published>2008-06-07T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:33:20.623+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Honor God in Your Work</title><content type='html'>by Max Lucado &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven’s calendar has seven Sundays a week. God sanctifies each day. He conducts holy business at all hours and in all places. He uncommons the common by turning kitchen sinks into shrines, cafés into convents, and nine-to-five workdays into spiritual adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workdays? Yes, workdays. He ordained your work as something good. Before he gave Adam a wife or a child, even before he gave Adam britches, God gave Adam a job. “Then the LORD God took the man and put him into the garden of Eden to cultivate it and keep it” (Gen. 2:15 NASB). Innocence, not indolence, characterized the first family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God views work worthy of its own engraved commandment: “You shall work six days, but on the seventh day you shall rest” (Exod. 34:21 NASB). We like the second half of that verse. But emphasis on the day of rest might cause us to miss the command to work: “You shall work six days.” Whether you work at home or in the marketplace, your work matters to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your work matters to society. We need you! Cities need plumbers. Nations need soldiers. Stoplights break. Bones break. We need people to repair the first and set the second. Someone has to raise kids, raise cane, and manage the kids who raise Cain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you log on or lace up for the day, you imitate God. Jehovah himself worked for the first six days of creation. Jesus said, “My Father never stops working, and so I keep working, too” (John 5:17 NCV). Your career consumes half of your lifetime. Shouldn’t it broadcast God? Don’t those forty to sixty hours a week belong to him as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible never promotes workaholism or an addiction to employment as pain medication. But God unilaterally calls all the physically able to till the gardens he gives. God honors work. So honor God in your work. “There is nothing better for a man than to eat and drink and tell himself that his labor is good” (Eccles. 2:24 NASB).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the big idea:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use your uniqueness (what you do)&lt;br /&gt;to make a big deal out of God (why you do it)&lt;br /&gt;every day of your life (where you do it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the convergence of all three, you’ll find the cure for the common life: your sweet spot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-8355928275814920307?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/8355928275814920307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=8355928275814920307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/8355928275814920307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/8355928275814920307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/06/honor-god-in-your-work.html' title='Honor God in Your Work'/><author><name>~mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320536955025078869</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-1862445251189189530.post-2687027953975640648</id><published>2008-06-04T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:08.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mafia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Will you survive?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SEY4JAG0rpI/AAAAAAAAAn0/rau_DOciUDQ/s1600-h/mafia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207911746399153810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SEY4JAG0rpI/AAAAAAAAAn0/rau_DOciUDQ/s400/mafia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need directions, call me at 012 308 7357.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&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/1862445251189189530-2687027953975640648?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/2687027953975640648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=2687027953975640648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2687027953975640648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2687027953975640648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/06/will-you-survive.html' title='Will you survive?'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SEY4JAG0rpI/AAAAAAAAAn0/rau_DOciUDQ/s72-c/mafia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-7421123261837860650</id><published>2008-06-04T11:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T11:27:29.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Why Go To Church?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Church-goer wrote a letter to the editor of a newspaper and complained that it made no sense to go to church every Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've gone for 30 years now," he wrote, "and in that time I have heard something like 3,000 sermons. But for the life of me, I can't remember a single one of them.. So, I think I'm wasting my time and the pastors are wasting theirs by giving sermons at all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This started a real controversy in the 'Letters to the Editor' column, much to the delight of the editor. It went on for weeks until someone&lt;br /&gt;wrote this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've been married for 30 years now. In that time my wife has cooked some 32,000 meals. But, for the life of me, I cannot recall the entire menu for a single one of those meals. But I do know this... They all nourished me and gave me the strength I needed to do my work. If my wife had not given me these meals, I would be physically dead today. Likewise, if I had not gone to church for nourishment, I would be spiritually dead today!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-7421123261837860650?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/7421123261837860650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=7421123261837860650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/7421123261837860650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/7421123261837860650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-go-to-church.html' title='Why Go To Church?'/><author><name>Roger</name><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-1862445251189189530.post-3228267497573579799</id><published>2008-06-03T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T16:10:01.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Which are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If we value comfort more than character, then trials will upset us. If we value the material and physical more than the spiritual, we will not be able to count it joy! If we live only for the present and forget the future, the trials will make us bitter and not better."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Warren W. Wiersbe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The same boiling water that hardens the egg softens the carrot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Tom Neven~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-3228267497573579799?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/3228267497573579799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=3228267497573579799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3228267497573579799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3228267497573579799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/06/which-are-you.html' title='Which are you?'/><author><name>Roger</name><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-1862445251189189530.post-5416418208705180371</id><published>2008-06-01T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T01:15:37.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Once</title><content type='html'>Hey cellies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who didnt managed to attend the Saturday service tonite, you missed out on Ps Alan Davies' sermon. Hails all the way from Melbourne, Australia...i think he was straight to the point and on the dot. I took down some notes, and seemed like a good time to share my thoughts on it too :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the points he mentioned are as below:&lt;br /&gt;- the devil is the God of this world.&lt;br /&gt;- we're born into the world as sinners, but becos of Jesus' blood, we are cleansed and saved by grace.&lt;br /&gt;- not all opportunity is God-given. &lt;br /&gt;- we make decisions in life based on principle and not on the opportunity given to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there were two more points which i would like to elaborate further and i hope you would keep in mind. He said this:&lt;br /&gt;Satan only needs to tempt you and ask you to bow dow to him ONCE. Satan only needs to tempt you to click on that forbidden website ONCE. Satan only needs to tempt you to lit a cigarette ONCE. Satan only needs to tempt you to lose your virginity ONCE. He doesn't need to persuade you to get addicted. He only needs to see you fail ONCE...and you're duped! Read Luke 4:3-7. Meditate on verse 7: "If you worship me, it will all be yours." Its that simple. All you need to do to inherit all the 'wonderful' things he has in store for you, is to just worship him and bow down&lt;br /&gt;to him ONCE. So simple. But it is also this ONCE that can leave you with a lifetime regret, remorse, guilt...and a total change in your life. I truly pray that you don't fall into Satan's trap...that you don't fall into his temptations...that you don't compromise your faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i believe the same applies for me too. Most of you should know by now that I'll be leaving for Sydney in July. Its very easy to fall away especially when its a new place, a new surrounding, new friends...and new temptations. Tonight was really a night where I made a very clear distinction and rededication of my walk with God and my faith to Him. So whether you're in this same position as me or not, I pray that you know where you stand with Him. And if I ever do fall away and fall into the devil's trap, I urge that you remind me of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, as a self-check...ask yourself: What are you doing with your life?&lt;br /&gt;This was the same question God asked Ps Alan. From then on, he has never stopped serving Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line of the night: "Don't keep asking God what is His will or purpose for your life. Instead, just submit to Him and serve Him for the rest of your life." &lt;br /&gt;(And you ask yourself, why that never crossed your mind :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this piece has shed some light for you, as it did for me. And if it has, i hope you'll reflect on it and that the Holy Spirit will stir your heart as it did with mine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out,&lt;br /&gt;~mich&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-5416418208705180371?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/5416418208705180371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=5416418208705180371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5416418208705180371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5416418208705180371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-once.html' title='Just Once'/><author><name>~mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320536955025078869</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-1862445251189189530.post-8726800967575875609</id><published>2008-06-01T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T00:27:45.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>An Uncommon Call to an Uncommon Life</title><content type='html'>by Max Lucado &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each person is given something to do that shows who God is.&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 12:7 MSG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da Vinci painted one Mona Lisa. Beethoven composed one Fifth Symphony. And God made one version of you. He custom designed you for a one-of-a-kind assignment. Mine like a gold digger the unique-to-you nuggets from your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was six years old, my father built us a house. Architectural Digest didn’t notice, but my mom sure did. Dad constructed it, board by board, every day after work. My youth didn’t deter him from giving me a job. He tied an empty nail apron around my waist, placed a magnet in my hands, and sent me on daily patrols around the building site, carrying my magnet only inches off the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One look at my tools and you could guess my job. Stray-nail collector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One look at yours and the same can be said. Brick by brick, life by life, God is creating a kingdom, a “spiritual house” (1 Pet. 2:5 CEV). He entrusted you with a key task in the project. Examine your tools and discover it. Your ability unveils your destiny. “If anyone ministers, let him do it as with the ability which God supplies, that in all things God may be glorified through Jesus Christ” (1 Pet. 4:11). When God gives an assignment, he also gives the skill. Study your skills, then, to reveal your assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at you. Your uncanny ease with numbers. Your quenchless curiosity about chemistry. Others stare at blueprints and yawn; you read them and drool. “I was made to do this,” you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heed that inner music. No one else hears it the way you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you? Our Maker gives assignments to people, “to each according to each one’s unique ability” (Matt. 25:15). As he calls, he equips. Look back over your life. What have you consistently done well? What have you loved to do? Stand at the intersection of your affections and successes and find your uniqueness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have one. A divine spark. An uncommon call to an uncommon life. “The Spirit has given each of us a special way of serving others” (1 Cor. 12:7 CEV). So much for the excuse “I don’t have anything to offer.” Did the apostle Paul say, “The Spirit has given some of us …”? Or, “The Spirit has given a few of us …”? No. “The Spirit has given each of us a special way of serving others.” Enough of this self-deprecating “I can’t do anything.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And enough of its arrogant opposite: “I have to do everything.” No, you don’t! You’re not God’s solution to society, but a solution in society. Imitate Paul, who said, “Our goal is to stay within the boundaries of God’s plan for us” (2 Cor. 10:13 NLT). Clarify your contribution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t worry about skills you don’t have. Don’t covet strengths others do have. Just extract your uniqueness. “Kindle afresh the gift of God which is in you” (2 Tim. 1:6 NASB).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-8726800967575875609?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/8726800967575875609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=8726800967575875609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/8726800967575875609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/8726800967575875609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/06/uncommon-call-to-uncommon-life.html' title='An Uncommon Call to an Uncommon Life'/><author><name>~mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320536955025078869</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-1862445251189189530.post-1503694625067242290</id><published>2008-05-29T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:09.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>Update on cell tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SD4n4AG0rnI/AAAAAAAAAnk/AzW3b-HCQ-4/s1600-h/Sherlock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SD4n4AG0rnI/AAAAAAAAAnk/AzW3b-HCQ-4/s320/Sherlock.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205642062341647986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why Sherlock Holmes pays so little tax?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because he makes so many brilliant deductions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahhahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick update that cell is going to be at my apartment tomorrow! It's going to be lots of fun and I hope to see all of you. Please call me at 012-308 7357 if you need directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-1503694625067242290?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/1503694625067242290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=1503694625067242290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1503694625067242290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1503694625067242290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/05/update-on-cell-tomorrow.html' title='Update on cell tomorrow'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SD4n4AG0rnI/AAAAAAAAAnk/AzW3b-HCQ-4/s72-c/Sherlock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-2523387349977910819</id><published>2008-05-27T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:09.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Open Arms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SDu93wG0rmI/AAAAAAAAAnc/x96s3pKZSiE/s1600-h/The-Prodigal-Son.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SDu93wG0rmI/AAAAAAAAAnc/x96s3pKZSiE/s320/The-Prodigal-Son.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204962559860715106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Open Arms&lt;br /&gt;by Max Lucado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever wonder how in the world God could use you to change the world, look at the people God used to change history. A ragbag of ne’er-do-wells and has-beens who found hope, not in their performance, but in God’s proverbially open arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraham- God took what was good and forgave what was bad and used “old forked tongue” to start a nation. Moses- would you call upon a fugitive to carry the Ten Commandments? God did. David- his track record left little to be desired, but his repentant spirit was unquestionable. Jonah- God put him in a whale’s belly to bring him back to his senses. But even the whale couldn’t stomach this missionary for too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and on the stories go: Elijah, the prophet who pouted; Solomon, the king who knew too much; Jacob, the wheeler-dealer; Gomer, the prostitute; Sarah, the woman who giggled at God. One story after another of God using man’s best and overcoming man’s worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reassuring lesson is clear. God used (and uses!) people to change the world. People! Not saints or superhumans or geniuses, but people. Crooks, creeps, lovers, and liars—he uses them all. And what they may lack in perfection, God makes up for in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus later summarized God’s stubborn love with a parable. He told about a teenager who decided that life at the farm was too slow for his tastes. So with pockets full of inheritance money, he set out to find the big time. What he found instead were hangovers, fair-weather friends, and long unemployment lines. When he had had just about as much of the pig’s life as he could take, he swallowed his pride, dug his hands deep into his empty pockets, and began the long walk home; all the while rehearsing a speech that he planned to give to his father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never used it. Just when he got to the top of the hill, his father, who’d been waiting at the gate, saw him. The boy’s words of apology were quickly muffled by the father’s words of forgiveness. And the boy’s weary body fell into his father’s opened arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same open arms welcomed him that had welcomed Abraham, Moses, David, and Jonah. No wagging fingers. No clenched fists. No “I told you so!” slaps or “Where have you been?” interrogations. No crossed arms. No black eyes or fat lips. No. Only sweet, open arms. If you ever wonder how God can use you to make a difference in your world, just look at those he has already used and take heart. Look at the forgiveness found in those open arms and take courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, by the way, never were those arms opened so wide as they were on the Roman cross. One arm extending back into history and the other reaching into the future. An embrace of forgiveness offered for anyone who’ll come. A hen gathering her chicks. A father receiving his own. A redeemer redeeming the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No wonder they call him the Savior.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-2523387349977910819?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/2523387349977910819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=2523387349977910819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2523387349977910819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2523387349977910819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/05/open-arms.html' title='Open Arms'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SDu93wG0rmI/AAAAAAAAAnc/x96s3pKZSiE/s72-c/The-Prodigal-Son.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-2454002441821833297</id><published>2008-05-26T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T16:46:36.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Working Versus Striving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Working Versus Striving&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"So he said to me, 'This is the word of the Lord to Zerubbabel: "Not by might nor by power, but by My Spirit," says the Lord Almighty."'"&lt;/em&gt; ~ Zechariah 4:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your greatest obstacle in fulfilling God's purposes in your life is the skills you have acquired to perform well in your work life. One of the great paradoxes in Scripture relates to our need to depend on the Lord; yet at the same time, we're instructed to use the talents and abilities God gives us to accomplish the work He gives us to do. It has been one of the most difficult principles to live out. How do we know that what we achieve is by the power of the Holy Spirit in our life versus our own abilities, and is there a difference? When we reach a level of excellence and performance in our fields, it actually becomes an obstacle to seeing God's power manifest in our work. What we naturally do well becomes the object of our trust. When this happens, God retreats. You see, God allows us to develop skills, but these must be continually yielded to God's Spirit. There will be times when God will use these skills to accomplish His purposes. There will be other times that God will not use any of our skills just to ensure that we know it is by His power that we can do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the oxymoron of all oxymorons for Christian workplace believers. Learning not to act until God shows you to act is a sign of maturity in God. "Do not lean on the natural skill which you have been given. Let God manifest Himself in what you are doing," said a mentor who has learned this balance of skill and walking with God. "You must almost restrain from doing those things you know you are prone to do and actually go against them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was learning this lesson recently when I was asked to participate in a large event that would give great exposure and much needed financial increase to my ministry. It made all the sense in the world to participate. Then I prayed with a friend and asked the Lord His mind on it. The Lord showed us this was not His plan for me. I declined the invitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask God to teach you what it means to walk according to the power of the Holy Spirit in your business life. Develop a listening ear to the small voice inside that wants to direct your efforts by His Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-2454002441821833297?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/2454002441821833297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=2454002441821833297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2454002441821833297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2454002441821833297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/05/working-versus-striving.html' title='Working Versus Striving'/><author><name>Roger</name><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-1862445251189189530.post-2229298339270826496</id><published>2008-05-23T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:09.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>God's Preparation for Moving Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SDaAXwG0rjI/AAAAAAAAAnE/7rdtEN4eTkw/s1600-h/bethsheep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SDaAXwG0rjI/AAAAAAAAAnE/7rdtEN4eTkw/s320/bethsheep.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203487565012053554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God's Preparation for Moving Out&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"In this way the man grew exceedingly prosperous and came to own large flocks, and maidservants and menservants, and camels and donkeys."&lt;/em&gt; ~ Genesis 30:43&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob left his homeland after suffering a broken relationship with Esau for stealing the family blessing. He went to work for his uncle Laban where he stayed for 20 years. It came time for him to leave, but he had no physical assets to show for those years under Laban. Laban had taken advantage of his nephew in every way. (In some ways, Jacob was reaping the seed he had sown his entire life as a manipulator and controller.) Nevertheless, God's hand was on Jacob, and He had plans to prosper him. However, Jacob had one problem - he had no resources of his own. For Jacob to launch out on his own, he would need resources. In those days, resources often meant large flocks of animals. God gave Jacob a dream that resulted in a strategy for creating wealth by multiplying his sheep. Even though Laban sought to thwart Jacob's efforts, God overcame the evil in Laban to allow Jacob to prosper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many important lessons for us in this story. First, when God decides it is time to move you into a larger place of His calling, He has the ability to provide the resources you need to support the call. God gave Jacob a dream that resulted in a strategy never used before to build wealth. It was totally from God's hand. It was creative and new. God called Jacob to move out after he had demonstrated his faithfulness in 20 years of serving Laban. He learned to live under authority and served Laban faithfully, even though he knew he was being taken advantage of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will do the same for you and me. However, a word of caution: Be sure the strategy is born from above, and not from self-effort. The difficulty for most of us workplace believers is to learn the difference between the strategies born of God versus the strategy of self-effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-2229298339270826496?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/2229298339270826496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=2229298339270826496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2229298339270826496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2229298339270826496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/05/gods-preparation-for-moving-out.html' title='God&apos;s Preparation for Moving Out'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SDaAXwG0rjI/AAAAAAAAAnE/7rdtEN4eTkw/s72-c/bethsheep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-7657996249590328817</id><published>2008-05-22T14:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:09.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Becoming Aware of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SDUOIAG0riI/AAAAAAAAAm8/JkDVlwghm0Q/s1600-h/Nature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SDUOIAG0riI/AAAAAAAAAm8/JkDVlwghm0Q/s320/Nature.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203080475126836770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Becoming Aware of God&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..."Surely the Lord is in this place, and I was not aware of it."&lt;/em&gt; ~ Genesis 28:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob was forced to flee his family after receiving the blessing of God from his father, Isaac. He ran as a result of his broken relationship with his brother, Esau, who threatened to kill him. He was alone after leaving his family and was sleeping in the wilderness area at Bethel. It is here that Jacob encountered God personally for the very first time. He had a dream in which Heaven was opened up to him. The Lord spoke to him there and gave him a promise to give him the very land on which he was lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This encounter with God made him realize that God was in this place, even though he had not been aware of it. God had to remove Jacob from all that was of comfort to him in order to reveal Himself to Jacob. What began as a crisis that forced him to be removed from his family and friends led to an encounter with the living God and a fresh vision of God's purposes for his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often we go about our daily routine and fail to recognize that God is in the place where we are. God had to bring Jacob to a place of separation from his old life and remove all his worldly possessions. He was alone with God at Bethel; nothing else could distract him from an encounter that would change his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God often must do radical things in the life of the servant in whom He has special plans: separation from family, removal of physical and emotional resources, an encounter with God. These are often the hallmarks of ownership by God that build a vision into a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-7657996249590328817?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/7657996249590328817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=7657996249590328817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/7657996249590328817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/7657996249590328817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/05/becoming-aware-of-god.html' title='Becoming Aware of God'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SDUOIAG0riI/AAAAAAAAAm8/JkDVlwghm0Q/s72-c/Nature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-1394380897620844987</id><published>2008-05-21T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T13:52:15.936+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Random quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The hand that guides you is the same hand that spanks you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Paul Goulet~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-1394380897620844987?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/1394380897620844987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=1394380897620844987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1394380897620844987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1394380897620844987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-quote.html' title='Random quote'/><author><name>Roger</name><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-1862445251189189530.post-3508527680550618393</id><published>2008-05-20T11:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:10.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Selling Your Birthright</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SDI-O6rbmJI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Woqtas1eTYo/s1600-h/Esau%27s+birthright.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SDI-O6rbmJI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Woqtas1eTYo/s320/Esau%27s+birthright.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202288945556854930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selling Your Birthright&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Then Jacob gave Esau some bread and some lentil stew. He ate and drank, and then got up and left. So Esau despised his birthright."&lt;/em&gt; ~ Genesis 25:34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esau was brother to Jacob. One day he came back from hunting in the fields. He was hungry and tired. His brother Jacob was preparing some stew and Esau asked Jacob for a bowl. Jacob used this time to negotiate for what seems unimaginable - the family birthright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would Esau take his birthright so lightly? Because he did not understand its value. Every business day countless men and women exchange their birthrights for worldly goods, because they see what the world has to offer as more valuable than what God might offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not all their fault. Satan has blinded the minds and hearts of men and women for centuries. He does not want them to know the tremendous gold mine that awaits the child of God. Their inheritance is filled with meaning, purpose, and rewards that await them both here and in Heaven. Satan keeps men and women from seeing the real value of their own godly inheritance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your role as a workplace Christian is to be the key that unlocks this prison that keeps so many in captivity. You may be the one to reveal the truth that allows them to enter into the inheritance God desires for them. Pray that God allows you to see each unsaved person you encounter as one who needs the key you hold in your hand. Then you will add to your own inheritance laid up for you in Heaven. &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/1862445251189189530-3508527680550618393?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/3508527680550618393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=3508527680550618393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3508527680550618393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3508527680550618393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/05/selling-your-birthright.html' title='Selling Your Birthright'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SDI-O6rbmJI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Woqtas1eTYo/s72-c/Esau%27s+birthright.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-913273927807958392</id><published>2008-05-19T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:25:58.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Sowing in Tears</title><content type='html'>by Os Hillman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Those who sow in tears will reap with songs of joy." - Psalm 126:5 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most difficult place to keep moving in faith is the place of extreme pain. Extreme pain, especially emotional pain, can become immobilizing to the human spirit if it is allowed to overcome us. The psalmist tells us there is only one remedy for overcoming painful circumstances that will result in joy. We are to sow in the midst of these times. You cannot do this if you live by feelings alone. It is an act of the will. This act requires that we go outside ourselves in pure faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned this principle during one of the deepest periods of my life. I had lost much that was dear to me. A mature man in the faith admonished me to reach out to others in spite of my own pain. "Invest in someone else," he said. I did not realize what a place of healing and comfort that would become. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He who goes out weeping, carrying seed to sow, will return with songs of joy, carrying sheaves with him" (Ps. 126:6). Pain can become a source of joy if we take the first step by planting seed. There is a harvest that will come if we sow in the midst of tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-913273927807958392?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/913273927807958392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=913273927807958392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/913273927807958392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/913273927807958392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/05/sowing-in-tears_19.html' title='Sowing in Tears'/><author><name>~mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320536955025078869</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-1862445251189189530.post-2068408802064648044</id><published>2008-05-19T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:10.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Cell Roster for May &amp; June 2008</title><content type='html'>Heya peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's making it easier for everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the roster of who is going to be involved each week at cell for not one, but two months! Please have a look through and make sure that you come prepared. If you are unable to make it, please find a replacement and inform Kah Fai - we'll then update the roster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big thank you for serving along and being a part of the Superlame Crimson Cell!&lt;br /&gt;Loves :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2197/2466169633_bf96f0e4a2_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196749340299658594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/SB6P_c9OhWI/AAAAAAAAAU4/_BHb60iOr2g/s400/Cell+Roster+-+May-June+2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-2068408802064648044?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/2068408802064648044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=2068408802064648044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2068408802064648044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2068408802064648044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/05/cell-roster-for-may-june-2008.html' title='Cell Roster for May &amp; June 2008'/><author><name>hweeyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09943032609285700311</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/_N556Ble_Zjs/SB6P_c9OhWI/AAAAAAAAAU4/_BHb60iOr2g/s72-c/Cell+Roster+-+May-June+2008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-469214291590143508</id><published>2008-05-17T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T09:00:00.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Second chances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second chances&lt;br /&gt;by Max Lucado &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I’d read that passage a hundred times. But I’d never seen it. Maybe I’d passed over it in the excitement of the resurrection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won’t miss it again. It’s highlighted in yellow and underlined in red. You might want to do the same. Look in Mark, chapter 16. Read the first five verses about the women’s surprise when they find the stone moved to the side. Then feast on that beautiful phrase spoken by the angel, “He is not here, he is risen,” but don’t pause for too long. Go a bit further. Get your pencil ready and enjoy this jewel in the seventh verse (here it comes). The verse reads like this: “But go, tell his disciples and Peter that he is going before you to Galilee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see it? Read it again. (This time I italicized the words.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But go, tell his disciples and Peter that he is going before you to Galilee.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me if that’s not a hidden treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a line. It’s as if all of heaven had watched Peter fall—and it’s as if all of heaven wanted to help him back up again. “Be sure and tell Peter that he’s not left out. Tell him that one failure doesn’t make a flop.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder they call it the gospel of the second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many second chances exist in the world today. Just ask the kid who didn’t make the little league team or the fellow who got the pink slip or the mother of three who got dumped for a “pretty little thing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many second chances. Nowadays it’s more like, “It’s now or never.” “Around here we don’t tolerate incompetence.” “Not much room at the top.” “Three strikes and you’re out.” “It’s a dog-eat-dog world!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus has a simple answer to our masochistic mania. “It’s a dog-eat-dog world?” he would say. “Then don’t live with the dogs.” That makes sense doesn’t it? Why let a bunch of other failures tell you how much of a failure you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure you can have a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just ask Peter. The message came loud and clear from the celestial Throne Room through the divine courier. “Be sure and tell Peter that he gets to bat again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not every day that you get a second chance. Peter must have known that. The next time he saw Jesus, he got so excited that he barely got his britches on before he jumped into the cold water of the Sea of Galilee. It was also enough, so they say, to cause this backwoods Galilean to carry the gospel of the second chance all the way to Rome where they killed him. If you’ve ever wondered what would cause a man to be willing to be crucified upside down, maybe now you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not every day that you find someone who will give you a second chance—much less someone who will give you a second chance every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in Jesus, Peter found both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-469214291590143508?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/469214291590143508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=469214291590143508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/469214291590143508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/469214291590143508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/05/second-chances.html' title='Second chances'/><author><name>Roger</name><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-1862445251189189530.post-8459991296093293620</id><published>2008-05-16T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T10:58:35.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Overcoming Our Past</title><content type='html'>by Os Hillman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then the Spirit of the Lord came upon Jephthah." - Judges 11:29a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've all heard stories of individuals who have overcome extreme hardship during their childhood years. Children of alcoholics, orphans who never have parents, loss of parents to a fatal crash, childhood disease - these are all difficult circumstances to overcome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jephthah was a man who overcame his obstacles and refused to allow his circumstances to prevent him from becoming great in God's sight. He was born to Gilead, a result of his father's adulterous encounter with a prostitute. Gilead's wife, who had bore more sons, decided to reject Jephthah, and drove him away from their home saying, "You are not going to get any inheritance in our family because you are the son of another woman." Imagine the rejection this young man felt as he was cast away from his own family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This experience taught Jephthah to become a hardened warrior. Today he probably would have been part of a street gang. As he got older, his reputation as a warrior became known to those in his country, so much so that when the Ammonites made war on Israel, the elders of Gilead went to Jephthah and asked him to be their commander. Jephthah had to fight off those feelings of rejection from previous years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Didn't you hate me and drive me from my father's house?" he responded. He overcame his hurt and pain, and responded to the call God had on his life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said that if we were to help the butterfly remove itself from the cocoon, the butterfly would not be strong enough to survive. It is the struggle that prepares the butterfly to become strong enough to fly. Without the struggle in the cocoon, it could not survive as a butterfly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord prepares each of us in similar ways. Some of our childhoods seem to have been harsh and born from a seemingly unloving God. However, the Lord knows our struggle and will make our life an instrument in His hand if we will follow Him with an upright heart. He does make all things beautiful in His time if we are willing to be patient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-8459991296093293620?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/8459991296093293620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=8459991296093293620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/8459991296093293620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/8459991296093293620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/05/overcoming-our-past.html' title='Overcoming Our Past'/><author><name>~mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320536955025078869</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-1862445251189189530.post-3163858011385937452</id><published>2008-05-12T12:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:10.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>He Understands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SCfEy6rbmII/AAAAAAAAAms/thavigh3pyg/s1600-h/JesusInGethsemane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SCfEy6rbmII/AAAAAAAAAms/thavigh3pyg/s320/JesusInGethsemane.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199340673846450306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He Understands&lt;br /&gt;by Max Lucado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cries of loneliness. Tune out the traffic and turn down the TV. The cry is there. You can hear their cries. You can hear them in the convalescent home among the sighs and the shuffling feet. You can hear them in the prisons among the moans of shame and the calls for mercy. You can hear them if you walk the manicured streets of suburban America, among the aborted ambitions and aging homecoming queens. Listen for it in the halls of our high schools where peer pressure weeds out the “have-nots” from the “haves.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you have been spared this cruel cry. Oh, you have been homesick or upset a time or two. But despair? Far from it. Suicide? Of course not. Be thankful that it hasn’t knocked on your door. Pray that it never will. If you have yet to fight this battle, you are welcome to read on if you wish, but I’m really writing to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing to those who know this cry firsthand. I’m writing to those of you whose days are bookended with broken hearts and long evenings. I’m writing to those of you who can find a lonely person simply by looking in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, loneliness is a way of life. The sleepless nights. The lonely bed. The distrust. The fear of tomorrow. The unending hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did it begin? In your childhood? At the divorce? At retirement? At the cemetery? When the kids left home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you have fooled everyone. No one knows that you are lonely. On the outside you are packaged perfectly. Your smile is quick. Your job is stable. Your clothes are sharp. Your waist is thin. Your calendar is full. Your walk brisk. Your talk impressive. But when you look in the mirror, you fool no one. When you are alone, the duplicity ceases and the pain surfaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe you don’t try to hide it. Maybe you have always been outside the circle looking in, and everyone knows it. Your conversation is a bit awkward. Your companionship is seldom requested. Your clothes are dull. Your looks are common. Ziggy is your hero and Charlie Brown is your mentor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I striking a chord? If I am, if you have nodded or sighed in understanding, I have an important message for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most gut-wrenching cry of loneliness in history came not from a prisoner or a widow or a patient. It came from a hill, from a cross, from a Messiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My God, my God,” he screamed, “why did you abandon me!” (Matthew 27:46)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have words carried so much hurt. Never has one being been so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the silent sky come the words screamed by all who walk in the desert of loneliness. “Why? Why did you abandon me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking of all the people who cast despairing eyes toward the dark heavens and cry “Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I imagine him. I imagine him listening. I picture his eyes misting and a pierced hand brushing away a tear. And although he may offer no answer, although he may solve no dilemma, although the question may freeze painfully in midair, he who also was once alone, understands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-3163858011385937452?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/3163858011385937452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=3163858011385937452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3163858011385937452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3163858011385937452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/05/he-understands-by-max-lucado-cries-of.html' title='He Understands'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SCfEy6rbmII/AAAAAAAAAms/thavigh3pyg/s72-c/JesusInGethsemane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-1884195920895761767</id><published>2008-05-09T09:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:10.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>How a Soul Grows Through Loss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How a Soul Grows Through Loss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJEapJCglZc/SBkJ6RFghPI/AAAAAAAACw4/AJSnRRdBHjo/s1600-h/soulgrows.jpg" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All people suffer loss. Being alive means suffering loss. Sometimes the loss is natural, predictable, and even reversible. It occurs at regular intervals, like the seasons. We experience the loss, but after days or months of discomfort we recover and resume life as usual, the life that we wanted and expected...But there is another kind of loss...this kind of loss has more devastating results and is irreversible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Such loss includes terminal illness, disability, divorce, rape, emotional abuse, physical abuse, mental illness...if normal, natural, reversible loss is like a broken limb, then catastrophic loss is like an amputation. The results are permanent, the impact incalculable, the consequences cumulative. Each new day forces one to face some new and devastating dimension of the loss. It creates a whole new context for one's life... I saw a vast darkness closing in on me. I was terrified by that darkness. I wanted to keep running after the sun, though I knew that it was futile. So I lost all hope, collapsed on the ground, and fell into despair. I thought at that moment that I would live in darkness forever. I felt absolute terror in my soul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Later my sister told me that the quickest way for anyone to reach the sun and the light of day is not to run west, chasing after the setting sun, but to head east, plunging into the darkness until one comes to the sunrise. I discovered in that moment that I had the power to choose the direction my life would head, even if the only choice open to me, at least initially, was either to run from the loss or face it as best I could. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since I knew that darkness was inevitable and unavoidable, I decided from that point on to walk into the darkness rather than try to outrun it, to let my experience of loss take me on a journey where ever it would lead, and to allow myself to be transformed by my suffering rather than to think I could somehow avoid it. I chose to turn toward the pain, however falteringly, and to yield to the loss, though I had no idea at the time what that would mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Excerpted from&lt;a href="http://www.christianbook.com/Christian/Books/product?sku=WW58952&amp;amp;event=AFF&amp;amp;p=1011666" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christianbook.com/Christian/Books/product?sku=WW58952&amp;amp;event=AFF&amp;amp;p=1011666" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;A Grace Disguised by Jim Sittser&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" name="252639_recap"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-1884195920895761767?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/1884195920895761767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=1884195920895761767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1884195920895761767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1884195920895761767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-soul-grows-through-loss.html' title='How a Soul Grows Through Loss'/><author><name>~mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320536955025078869</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-1862445251189189530.post-3177136152761095551</id><published>2008-05-08T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:10.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Changing Besetting Habits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SCKZH4S0OpI/AAAAAAAAAmk/6IsIC2k3K9w/s1600-h/RM10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SCKZH4S0OpI/AAAAAAAAAmk/6IsIC2k3K9w/s320/RM10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197885280588413586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Changing Besetting Habits - The $10 Challenge&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus replied, "I tell you the truth, everyone who sins is a slave to sin." &lt;/em&gt;~ John 8:34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hate being late," my friend lamented. "It has been a problem for me all my life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you really want to change that?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All right. Every time you are late to work or anywhere else where you have committed to be at a particular time you must give me $25."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No way!" my friend responded. "I would go broke! But I will do $10."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All right, $10 it is. It has to be a large enough amount of money for it to hurt your pocketbook."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Believe me, that will hurt," my friend said. About a month later my friend found great motivation to be on time to every place she had to be. In the first week, I got only $10 from my friend. The next week, $20. The third week, nothing. By the fifth week, my friend had changed a lifelong habit that had hindered her all her life. In order for my friend not to be resentful of me for the money she had to give, we put it in a jar to be given to some other Christian cause. This ensured my motive was only for her best interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some might be reading this now and say it is legalism. For my friend it was freedom. For the first time she had some means of changing a behavior that had caused her problems in relationships and her own work habits. Psychologists tell us that it takes 21 days to form a habit. So, if you need to change some habit, you need to be actively engaged in that new behavior at least 21 days. My friend needed help to change a habit she didn't like about herself. It took another individual to hold her accountable, and it took a potential loss of something to provide the added incentive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A successful businessman was experiencing a difficult marriage. When counseling the couple over dinner one night, a friend of mine noticed that the man often criticized his wife. After further counsel it was determined the man simply could not love his wife. My friend asked him if he truly wanted to see change in his marriage. When the man said he did, my friend said, "Every time you criticize your wife you must agree to give me $100." This man was well-off and needed substantial incentive to change his behavior. After the man rebelled and retorted, he agreed in front of his wife. A few weeks later a report came back that things were changing. This man did not want to write any checks to my friend. Although it was a competitive game to the man, it was also yielding some positive changes in his marriage. He began to acquire the habit of avoiding criticism of his wife, which was killing her spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the habits that keep you from becoming all that God may want you to become? Do you desire change enough to be accountable in a way that it costs you something when you fail? Ask a friend to hold you accountable in an area that needs change. You will find new freedom as you conquer old besetting habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-3177136152761095551?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/3177136152761095551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=3177136152761095551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3177136152761095551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3177136152761095551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/05/changing-besetting-habits.html' title='Changing Besetting Habits'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SCKZH4S0OpI/AAAAAAAAAmk/6IsIC2k3K9w/s72-c/RM10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-4064652735055571308</id><published>2008-05-07T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:10.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>The Value of Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SCFFD3O4_3I/AAAAAAAAAmc/06Us1sJgnK0/s1600-h/words.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SCFFD3O4_3I/AAAAAAAAAmc/06Us1sJgnK0/s320/words.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197511377630592882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Value of Words&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And do not swear by your head, for you cannot make even one hair white or black. Simply let your 'Yes' be 'Yes,' and your 'No,' 'No'; anything beyond this comes from the evil one."&lt;/em&gt; ~ Matthew 5:36-37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine for a moment that you are living in Jesus' time. It is before Jesus has begun His public ministry. He is a carpenter in your local town of Nazareth. You have asked Jesus to make a table for you. You're on a deadline and you must have it in a week. You agree on the price of $100 for the table and the date of one week for completion. A week later you arrive to pick up the table. You lay your money down on the table and Jesus says, "Mr. Johnson, I am sorry but the table is not ready. I ran into complications. Also, I can no longer honor the price I gave you. It is now $150 instead of $100."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years later you hear about this same Jesus who is preaching to the local townspeople. How are you going to view this Jesus? You probably won't give much credence to His message because of your personal experience. Our lives have an ability to reinforce the message we stand for, or they can violate it and make it totally ineffective. This literally happens all over the world in different settings with Christian workplace believers. Our message becomes ineffective because we have not done what we said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people who, when they tell me they plan to do something, I can expect them to follow through about 50 percent of the time. I am sure you have had the same experience. Words and commitments are made with little meaning behind those words. However, I know others who will follow through almost every time. The only time they don't is when something falls outside their control. I quickly learn whose words have substance behind them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when we are unable to perform or deliver what we promised due to outside influences. The key to turning these potentially negative circumstances into a witness for Christ is communication. If we are unable to pay a bill on time, we must communicate with those we owe and make a good faith effort to resolve it within our means. In these cases, God's purposes are being performed as well if we seek to do the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your words mean anything to those who hear them? Do you make commitments and fail to follow through on them? What would others say about how you follow through? Ask the Lord today to show you how you are doing in this area. You might even want to ask three people who are the closest to you how you fare in this area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-4064652735055571308?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/4064652735055571308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=4064652735055571308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/4064652735055571308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/4064652735055571308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/05/value-of-words.html' title='The Value of Words'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SCFFD3O4_3I/AAAAAAAAAmc/06Us1sJgnK0/s72-c/words.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-2916750956037230820</id><published>2008-05-05T16:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:13.764+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Pillow Talk</title><content type='html'>I'm sure you're just curious to know what girls do when they get together and have a pyjama party! hahhahahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let me first set the expectation that it was really good clean fun, whilst we talked about some really exciting waxing methods, the night went on with a really laid-back feel, no serious debating topics, just normal girl stuff...all of which was...fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the risk of talking too much, I'll just let the photos take their turn and tell the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nail salon at work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sarah was our chief manicurist and pedicurist, seeing that she's got the most experience in this field, we were all taking directions from here..this can ah? how about that? please stick for me? aarrghh...emergency surgery on the butterfly! hahahahaha...yeah, it tore in half before it got stuck on the nail, poor thing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="IMG_0759 by hweeyen, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/39282920@N00/2466600969/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196819245187368306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/SB7Pkc9OhXI/AAAAAAAAAVA/GSBL3iiH9Uk/s320/IMG_0759.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196819361151485314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/SB7PrM9OhYI/AAAAAAAAAVI/jUuF5rzARBM/s320/IMG_0741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="IMG_0741 by hweeyen, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/39282920@N00/2466599095/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196819515770307986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/SB7P0M9OhZI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/p_-YHhTRlCI/s320/IMG_0747.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196819825007953330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/SB7QGM9OhbI/AAAAAAAAAVg/C9uwW5x4dmU/s320/IMG_0749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196819666094163362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/SB7P889OhaI/AAAAAAAAAVY/nWKFHbWd0lo/s320/IMG_0762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Voila!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a title="IMG_07641 by hweeyen, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/39282920@N00/2467428530/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196820026871416258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/SB7QR89OhcI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ueOrm98ay-g/s320/IMG_07641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196820228734879186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/SB7Qds9OhdI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3xHDen6qjNA/s320/IMG_0766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196820379058734562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/SB7Qmc9OheI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Koru5BnfUSM/s320/IMG_0774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's a fullblown pampering pyjama party k....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="IMG_0777 by hweeyen, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/39282920@N00/2466599937/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196820696886314482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/SB7Q489OhfI/AAAAAAAAAWA/s_YdfuNyooo/s320/IMG_0777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then some TV watching....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="IMG_0783 by hweeyen, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/39282920@N00/2466600275/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196820894454810114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/SB7REc9OhgI/AAAAAAAAAWI/K0VOW3qlqL4/s320/IMG_0783.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196821100613240338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/SB7RQc9OhhI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/cpy2I3HZu4o/s320/notebook.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;It's a fantastic love story....if you ever get to watch it. We cried at the end!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I loved one of Noah's &lt;a href="http://homevideo.about.com/library/weekly/aa_movie_quotes_the_notebook_a.htm"&gt;quotes&lt;/a&gt; as part of his introduction into the movie, he said, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am no one special, just a common man with common thoughts. I've led a&lt;br /&gt;common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me, and my name will soon be&lt;br /&gt;forgotten. But in one respect, I've succeeded as gloriously as anyone who ever lived. I've loved another with all my heart and soul, and for me, that has always been enough."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;How not to cry!??!?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And of course, sleeping timeee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a title="IMG_0806 by hweeyen, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/39282920@N00/2466618237/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196821358311278114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/SB7Rfc9OhiI/AAAAAAAAAWY/-MvCziSA8gA/s400/IMG_0806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sue was kind enough to entertain us with some shadow puppet show with the light from her phone and her heart-with-hands pillow - seriously, I can't explain it, make her demo it for you when you're there, and make sure you give her some coke!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All in all, funtastic! Thanks for making the time girls, next time, we need to wake-up together and have breakfast! hahahahaha....&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As for the chicas that didn't make it, no worries, we'll have more outings in time to come and we'll let you know way in advance so you can book your dates ya!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;More photos &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/39282920@N00/tags/cell/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-2916750956037230820?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/2916750956037230820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=2916750956037230820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2916750956037230820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2916750956037230820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/05/pillow-talk.html' title='Pillow Talk'/><author><name>hweeyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09943032609285700311</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/_N556Ble_Zjs/SB7Pkc9OhXI/AAAAAAAAAVA/GSBL3iiH9Uk/s72-c/IMG_0759.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-7486425043586762001</id><published>2008-05-03T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T21:41:52.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Ability Versus Availability</title><content type='html'>Ability Versus Availability&lt;br /&gt;Os Hillman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"His pleasure is not in the strength of the horse, nor His delight in the legs of a man; the Lord delights in those who fear Him, who put their hope in His unfailing love." - Psalm 147:10-11 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel so skilled in what you do that you require little help from others? Perhaps you may feel that you are more skilled than any other in your field. Does God need your skills and abilities in order to accomplish His purposes on this earth? The answer is NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing God does not need is our skills and abilities. However, He does give us the privilege to exercise our gifts and abilities for His service. That service may be as a computer technician, a secretary, an ironworker, or even a lawyer. God calls each of us to our vocations to work unto Him. To believe that He needs our skills to accomplish His mission on earth would be to lower our understanding of an all-encompassing and all-powerful God. The psalmist tells us that His pleasure is not in our strength and ability, but His pleasure is in the attitude of the heart. It is what we find in the heart that helps determine whether ability is translated into availability. You see God is looking to and fro throughout the earth for a man or woman who is fully committed to Him. A man or woman who is committed to fearing the Lord and placing his hope in His unfailing love is the person God seeks to support. "For the eyes of the Lord range throughout the earth to strengthen those whose hearts are fully committed to Him" (2 Chron. 16:9a). When our agenda becomes His agenda, we can expect God to fully support all that we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we want to see our skills and abilities multiplied a hundredfold, then we must make them completely available to His service. Where are the opportunities in which God is calling you to be available to Him? Next time someone asks you to be involved in some activity, before you say yea or nay, make sure you check in with the Master of our decisions to ensure that your gifts and talents are being used, as He desires.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-7486425043586762001?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/7486425043586762001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=7486425043586762001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/7486425043586762001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/7486425043586762001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/05/ability-versus-availability.html' title='Ability Versus Availability'/><author><name>~mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320536955025078869</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-1862445251189189530.post-6170630933563966053</id><published>2008-04-28T13:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:13.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Thump-Thud, Thump-Thud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SBVjgnO4_2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/yOWwa1JuEoc/s1600-h/whack-a-mole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SBVjgnO4_2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/yOWwa1JuEoc/s320/whack-a-mole.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194167157180137314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thump-Thud, Thump-Thud&lt;br /&gt;by Max Lucado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a potter bakes a pot, he checks its solidity by pulling it out of the oven and thumping it. If it “sings,” it’s ready. If it “thuds,” it’s placed back in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The character of a person is also checked by thumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been thumped lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late-night phone calls. Grouchy teacher. Grumpy moms. Burnt meals. Flat tires. You’ve-got-to-be-kidding deadlines. Those are thumps. Thumps are those irritating inconveniences that trigger the worst in us. They catch us off guard. Flat-footed. They aren’t big enough to be crises, but if you get enough of them, watch out! Traffic jams. Long lines. Empty mailboxes. Dirty clothes on the floor. Even as I write this, I’m being thumped. Because of interruptions, it has taken me almost two hours to write these two paragraphs. Thump. Thump. Thump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I respond? Do I sing, or do I thud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said that out of the nature of the heart a man speaks (Luke 6:45). There’s nothing like a good thump to reveal the nature of a heart. The true character of a person is seen not in momentary heroics but in the thump-packed humdrum of day-to-day living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a tendency to thud more than you sing, take heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is hope for us “thudders”:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin by thanking God for thumps. I don’t mean a half-hearted thank-you. I mean a rejoicing, jumping-for-joy thank-you from the bottom of your heart (James 1:2). Chances are that God is doing the thumping. And he’s doing it for your own good. So every thump is a reminder that God is molding you (Hebrews 12:5-8).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn from each thump. Face up to the fact that you are not “thump-proof.” You are going to be tested from now on. You might as well learn from the thumps—you can’t avoid them. Look upon each inconvenience as an opportunity to develop patience and persistence. Each thump will help you or hurt you, depending on how you use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be aware of “thump-slump” times. Know your pressure periods. For me, Mondays are infamous for causing thump-slumps. Fridays can be just as bad. For all of us, there are times during the week when we can anticipate an unusual amount of thumping. The best way to handle thump-slump times? Head on. Bolster yourself with extra prayer, and don’t give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember no thump is disastrous. All thumps work for good if we are loving and obeying God.&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/1862445251189189530-6170630933563966053?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/6170630933563966053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=6170630933563966053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6170630933563966053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6170630933563966053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/04/thump-thud-thump-thud.html' title='Thump-Thud, Thump-Thud'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SBVjgnO4_2I/AAAAAAAAAmU/yOWwa1JuEoc/s72-c/whack-a-mole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-1719444438958383200</id><published>2008-04-24T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:14.182+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I'm in the Lord's army!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SBAphPm16rI/AAAAAAAAAmM/8sqfc6kW9vI/s1600-h/soldier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SBAphPm16rI/AAAAAAAAAmM/8sqfc6kW9vI/s200/soldier.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192696021460052658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...let's give this a go shall we. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Fridays ago, we sang this song and as I was doing my devotional last night I was pondering what it really meant to be in God's army and two things spoke to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Firstly&lt;/strong&gt;, when you're in an army you're placed as part of a unit...a team. Only in exceptional cases, you get a one man army like Rambo or James Bond, and even in those movies, we are often left shaking our heads, laughing as one man dodges the bullets of a hundred enemies and takes them all out through sheer force of will and heroism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although quiet times with God are irreplaceable and essential, it has to be balanced with a unity with the body of Christ. By extension, the church and cell that you're part of becomes the unit that goes to battle together. Many people have gotten too focused on the 'God and me' idea, failing to fully understand the way that they 'fit' into their assigned unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard comments before like "Actually, why do have to go to church or cell, if I just maintain my quiet times at home and stay close to God like that?". Only in exceptional circumstances this may hold true, but on the whole, there has to be a good balance of involvement in the body of Christ - encouraging and exhorting each other, praying for each other, watching each other's back. If you've watched the movie 300, it gives a good visual example of how important teamwork is in battle, where just one weak point in the team can leave openings for the enemy to attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No person should try to stand alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Secondly&lt;/strong&gt;, a soldier of God was likened to a Roman soldier in regards to how to armour up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The belt of truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The breastplate of righteousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The shoes of peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The shield of faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The helmet of salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The sword of the spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The only place that remains unprotected on a Roman soldier is his back. That means that he is meant to face forward all the time and never retreat, even in the face of foes that are far more powerful than he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means that even if you are infantry against Sherman tanks you go forward because you know that He has made you more than a conqueror, being able to to all things through Him. And you know that it's not by might and not by power, but by His Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not with our own strength, but through Him and in His name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all from me today, folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-1719444438958383200?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/1719444438958383200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=1719444438958383200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1719444438958383200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1719444438958383200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-in-lords-army.html' title='I&apos;m in the Lord&apos;s army!'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SBAphPm16rI/AAAAAAAAAmM/8sqfc6kW9vI/s72-c/soldier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-6293970430340637780</id><published>2008-04-22T10:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:14.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>The Power of Confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SA1G1vm16pI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y1i2m4BayJo/s1600-h/Phil+413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SA1G1vm16pI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y1i2m4BayJo/s320/Phil+413.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191883834554444434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Power of Confession&lt;br /&gt;by Charles Stanley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."&lt;/em&gt; ~ Philippians 4:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we set ourselves up for defeat by letting adversity dictate our decisions. Christianity would've lost a great leader and teacher if the apostle Paul had stopped serving the Lord because of his difficulties. Paul endured a shipwreck, persecution, beatings, and poverty. Instead, Paul made a bold proclamation from prison. In Philippians chapter 4:13, Paul says, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul prepared himself to perform any service or face any trial for the Lord. His willingness was rooted in the belief that God would always be faithful. He could've regarded prior difficulties as a run of bad luck and chosen to give up. Instead, the apostle viewed his experiences as proof that the Father would provide what was required in any circumstance. Paul wrote in Philippians 4:12, he had learned to be content in every situation. He says God always met his physical, spiritual, and emotional needs at the right moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apostle tackled each new challenge with the confidence that Christ would equip him to do the job well. Too often people ignore a new opportunity that feels unfamiliar. Never having tried it, they anticipate being unable to meet expectations. But the Lord's call to a fresh area of service means He's about to do good work through His child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a believer is willing to serve God in any capacity, he'll make an impact for the kingdom. Remember, Paul's proclamation is also ours. We can do all things through Christ, who's our strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-6293970430340637780?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/6293970430340637780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=6293970430340637780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6293970430340637780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6293970430340637780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/04/power-of-confession.html' title='The Power of Confession'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SA1G1vm16pI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Y1i2m4BayJo/s72-c/Phil+413.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-6536012512051536917</id><published>2008-04-21T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:14.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>What do you call a fly with no wings?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SAxaKSvOZXI/AAAAAAAAAl0/TJk6e_4OKnQ/s1600-h/Fly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191623603326444914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SAxaKSvOZXI/AAAAAAAAAl0/TJk6e_4OKnQ/s320/Fly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-6536012512051536917?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/6536012512051536917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=6536012512051536917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6536012512051536917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6536012512051536917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-do-you-call-fly-with-no-wings.html' title='What do you call a fly with no wings?'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SAxaKSvOZXI/AAAAAAAAAl0/TJk6e_4OKnQ/s72-c/Fly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-5523693505661106139</id><published>2008-04-20T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T12:06:36.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Anvil Time</title><content type='html'>Anvil Time&lt;br /&gt;by Max Lucado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On God’s anvil. Perhaps you’ve been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melted down. Formless. Undone. Placed on the anvil for…reshaping? (A few rough edges too many.) Discipline? (A good father disciplines.) Testing? (Buy why so hard?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. I’ve been on it. It’s rough. It’s a spiritual slump, a famine. The fire goes out. Although the fire may flame for a moment, it soon disappears. We drift downward. Downward into the foggy valley of question, the misty lowland of discouragement. Motivation wanes. Desire is distant. Responsibilities are depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion? It slips out the door.Enthusiasm? Are you kidding?Anvil time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be caused by a death, a breakup, going broke, going prayerless. The light switch is flipped off and the room darkens. “All the thoughtful words of help and hope have all been nicely said. But I’m still hurting, wondering…..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the anvil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought face to face with God out of the utter realization that we have nowhere else to go. Jesus in the garden. Peter with a tear-streaked face. David after Bathsheba. Elijah and the “still, small voice.” Paul, blind in Damascus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pound, pound, pound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you’re not on the anvil. (Unless you need to be, and if so, I hope you are.) Anvil time is not to be avoided; it’s to be experienced. Although the tunnel is dark, it does go through the mountain. Anvil time reminds us of who we are and who God is. We shouldn’t try to escape it. To escape it could be to escape God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God sees our life from beginning to end. He may lead us through a storm at age thirty so we can endure a hurricane at age sixty. An instrument is useful only if it’s in the right shape. A dull ax or bent screwdriver needs attention, and so do we. A good blacksmith keeps his tools in shape. So does God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should God place you on his anvil, be thankful. It means he thinks you’re still worth reshaping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-5523693505661106139?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/5523693505661106139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=5523693505661106139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5523693505661106139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5523693505661106139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/04/anvil-time.html' title='Anvil Time'/><author><name>~mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320536955025078869</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-1862445251189189530.post-4935517469167815366</id><published>2008-04-16T13:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:14.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Four Attributes of a Life God Blesses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SAWJiLjlv0I/AAAAAAAAAlk/KInmDDjSLu8/s1600-h/4stones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SAWJiLjlv0I/AAAAAAAAAlk/KInmDDjSLu8/s320/4stones.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189705365924986690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four Attributes of a Life God Blesses&lt;br /&gt;Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"So this is what the Sovereign Lord says: 'See, I lay a stone in Zion, a tested stone, a precious cornerstone for a sure foundation; the one who trusts will never be dismayed.'"&lt;/em&gt; ~ Isaiah 28:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever God calls us into a consecrated life, it is made up of four distinct stages. Christ often compared this process to building a house. First, we must prepare to build by laying a foundation. That foundation is none other than Jesus Christ Himself. Any foundation other than Christ will not stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, as we enter a walk of faith with God, He allows each of us to experience trials, testings, miracles, and challenges in life that are designed to provide "faith experiences" that demonstrate tangible evidences of His work in our life: Moses' burning-bush experience, Peter's walk on the water, Joshua's parting of the Jordan River. These experiences built the faith of these people. The depth and width of our calling is directly proportional to the faith experiences He allows in each of our lives. If God plans an international ministry with you, chances are you will experience a higher degree of faith experiences compared to another. The reason being, you will need to look on these to ensure your calling and provide testimony to His work in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third stage deals with motives. "All a man's ways seem innocent to him, but motives are weighed by the Lord" (Prov. 16:2). What is the motive behind my actions? Is it only financial accumulation? Is it to gain control? Is it to create independence? The primary motive must be God's leading you to take such an action - it must be obedience. These other factors must be by-products of the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we are prepared to take action. Here we must ask, "Do we have the skill, quality, and ability to enter into this activity?" So often we have not trained ourselves adequately to be successful in our endeavor. You would never want someone working on your teeth who had not been trained and certified as a dentist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you begin your next project, ask yourself these four questions. What is the foundation this project is based on? What experiences has God demonstrated in my life that indicate His involvement? What is my motive for entering this activity? Do I have the skill, quality, and ability to accomplish the task? Answering these questions will tell you whether God will bless your activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-4935517469167815366?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/4935517469167815366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=4935517469167815366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/4935517469167815366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/4935517469167815366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/04/four-attributes-of-life-god-blesses.html' title='Four Attributes of a Life God Blesses'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SAWJiLjlv0I/AAAAAAAAAlk/KInmDDjSLu8/s72-c/4stones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-1064556442219958369</id><published>2008-04-15T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:15.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Getting to the root</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SAQXHrjlvzI/AAAAAAAAAlc/7U2Jr6mPd2o/s1600-h/prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/SAQXHrjlvzI/AAAAAAAAAlc/7U2Jr6mPd2o/s320/prayer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189298091356176178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Getting to the Root&lt;br /&gt;by Greg Laurie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“We use God's mighty weapons, not mere worldly weapons, to knock down the Devil's strongholds.”&lt;/em&gt; ~ (2 Corinthians 10:4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So often when something is going wrong in our country, we want to organize a boycott or want to protest. But did you know that as believers, we have something more powerful than boycotts? It is called prayer, and the Bible tells us to devote ourselves to it (see Colossians 4:2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to pray for our country. We need to pray for people that need to hear the gospel. And we need to share the gospel. We need to share the good news of Jesus Christ with that woman who wants to abort her child. We need to share the gospel message with that man or woman who is trapped in the homosexual lifestyle. We need to share Christ with the gang members. We need to share Him with those in our society who are hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As people learn there is another kingdom, it will change the way they live in this one. Far too often, we Christians have been preoccupied with the symptoms in our society and haven’t touched the root of the problem. The root is sin. The solution is the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let’s get the solution to the root. Our country needs to turn back to God. We keep thinking that a president will solve all of our problems. Or Congress will solve them. Or some program will solve them. But they won’t be solved through any efforts of our own doing. We need to turn back to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s tell others about Christ and not be so preoccupied with what they are doing because of their sin. Let’s try to reach people where they are really hurting. And, let’s always be sure we are praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-1064556442219958369?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/1064556442219958369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=1064556442219958369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1064556442219958369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1064556442219958369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/04/getting-to-root.html' title='Getting to the root'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/SAQXHrjlvzI/AAAAAAAAAlc/7U2Jr6mPd2o/s72-c/prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-344106348275971751</id><published>2008-04-11T18:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:15.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>For Girls Only!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2199/2410396796_8f648dd9db_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188724818737909746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/SAINu0ogT_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/sBeGNvg9CeQ/s400/Cell+pyjamas+party_FINAL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Exciting times! (as Rachel would put it ;p) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love that girls always have things in common to talk about, and whatever it may be, its understood that at some level - we can all be girlie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, girls @ d'aman crimson, here's a time where we're getting together to do the things we like! The sleepover will happen next week after cell, when we've chased the boys away to do their girlie things. The night's dedicated just for you - so let us know what you'd like to do aight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For now, we've got heaps of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;food, nail lacquer &amp;amp; glitter, sleeping bags, chick flicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and such. Any more ideas?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plan to have breakfast the next day together ya!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Yen&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/1862445251189189530-344106348275971751?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/344106348275971751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=344106348275971751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/344106348275971751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/344106348275971751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/04/exciting-times-as-rachel-would-put-it-p.html' title='For Girls Only!'/><author><name>hweeyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09943032609285700311</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/_N556Ble_Zjs/SAINu0ogT_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/sBeGNvg9CeQ/s72-c/Cell+pyjamas+party_FINAL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-6535639664058543992</id><published>2008-04-10T11:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:15.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Multiplication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><title type='text'>Gearing up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R_2IMrei-JI/AAAAAAAAAlE/xP1Ho7s2rpg/s1600-h/Seedling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R_2IMrei-JI/AAAAAAAAAlE/xP1Ho7s2rpg/s320/Seedling.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187452097211332754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who weren't able to attend cell the last two Fridays, we have announced that our cell is targeting multiplication in June! That's...2008 by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really an exciting time because we've been talking about multiplication since the beginning of 2007. We were probably meant to multiply last year but because of hiccups along the way, the dynamics only came together this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing to see God's hand upon this cell for the last two years. Although I have failed in many ways as a Cell Leader and struggle with not being there for the members, God's grace and mercy continues to cover us. In spite of all our shortcomings, He is faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I want to dampen the excitement by mentioning our failings and shortcomings, but let's get real. As much as we acknowledge God's goodness and anointing, we also have to confess the position we ourselves are in and not take Him for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few weeks have seen new visitors coming week after week. God has been blessing our cell and as much as we want to be comfortable in the cell that has become family, we weren't called to be comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to begin to catch those that slip through the net. There's no point new visitors coming if we don't connect with them. It's for everyone to get involved and not only for the few 'leaders' in the official position to carry the load. Everyone in cell is a leader and is able to lead and teach another in their own way, without exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Pastor Julie says, "&lt;em&gt;it's not about the person...it's about the function&lt;/em&gt;". And all of us can fulfil that function because ultimately, God will use the useable as long as we avail ourselves into His hands as instruments of His love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too often, we're looking at the 'superstars' in the football field to perform...when the best people that God can use to score the goals are in the stands watching. God can use a humble and faithful servant in the seats far better than a Ronaldo or Rooney on the field. That's how it is in His kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's catch the vision and heart of God together for this cell. It's time to get off the stands and jump into the field. I've been praying and thinking through the multiplication for some time now and to be honest, I'm scared, confused and unsure of how to proceed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every person allocated to one side, there are good reasons why he or she should be in a different cell. I've come to realise that there are so many factors that are beyond man's control and ability. It takes God to lead and for us to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of us, together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying ferverently. Catching His heart. Walking in His will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's wake up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-6535639664058543992?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/6535639664058543992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=6535639664058543992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6535639664058543992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6535639664058543992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/04/gearing-up.html' title='Gearing up'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R_2IMrei-JI/AAAAAAAAAlE/xP1Ho7s2rpg/s72-c/Seedling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-6918145644624773824</id><published>2008-04-08T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:11:55.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>If It Matters To You, It Matters to God</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;~Joseph Prince&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luke 12:6–76Are not five sparrows sold for two copper coins? And not one of them is forgotten before God. 7But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Do not fear therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Christians make the mistake of thinking that God is too busy taking care of the “big things” to be interested in the little problems they are facing. Are you one of them? It may be your child’s bed-wetting habit, a quarrel with a friend or the small pimple on your face. No matter how trivial it sounds, if it troubles you, then God wants to take care of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wants to take care of every area of your life, down to the smallest detail. He loves you so much that He even knows the number of hairs you have on your head. And if your loving heavenly Father knows and is interested in the small details of your life, then you don’t have to overcome any problem on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my daughter Jessica turned three years old, my wife Wendy and I decided to bring her to Tokyo Disneyland. Knowing that it was her first encounter with Disneyland and that she could be frightened by unexpected shocks, I decided to watch one of the theatre productions which I planned to bring her to, before I took her to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat through the whole production, my mind was on Jessica all the time. I was thinking, “Is this too frightening for her? Will she like the mechanical singing bear? Is the place too dark for her?” I decided to bring her to the show only after I had seen it myself and was sure that she would enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, that is what your heavenly Father goes through as He lays out His plans for you. You are on His heart all the time as He carefully considers and plans every aspect of your life, both big and small. And the very thought of you puts a smile on His face because He knows that the plans He has for you are plans to prosper you. (Jeremiah 29:11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no matter what problems you are facing right now, you can rest in His love for you. There is no problem that is too insignificant for Him to handle. He is not just God Almighty, He is also your heavenly Father who loves you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-6918145644624773824?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/6918145644624773824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=6918145644624773824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6918145644624773824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6918145644624773824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-it-matters-to-you-it-matters-to-god.html' title='If It Matters To You, It Matters to God'/><author><name>~mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320536955025078869</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-1862445251189189530.post-7737624783138117345</id><published>2008-04-07T12:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:15.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>The Blacksmith's Shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R_mkCzjCr4I/AAAAAAAAAkE/mi5DQEY5TRU/s1600-h/blacksmith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R_mkCzjCr4I/AAAAAAAAAkE/mi5DQEY5TRU/s320/blacksmith.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186356813997715330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Blacksmith's Shop&lt;br /&gt;by Max Lucado &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shop of a blacksmith, there are three types of tools. There are tools on the junk pile: outdated, broken, dull, rusty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sit in the cobwebbed corner, useless to their master, oblivious to their calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are tools on the anvil: melted down, molten hot, moldable, changeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They lie on the anvil, being shaped by their master, accepting their calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are tools of usefulness: sharpened, primed, defined, mobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They lie ready in the blacksmith’s tool chest, available to their master, fulfilling their calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people lie useless: lives broken, talents wasting, fires quenched, dreams dashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are tossed in with the scrap iron, in desperate need of repair, with no notion of purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others lie on the anvil: hearts open, hungry to change, wounds healing, visions clearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They welcome the painful pounding of the blacksmith’s hammer, longing to be rebuilt, begging to be called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others lie in their Master’s hands: well tuned, uncompromising, polished, productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They respond to their Master’s forearm, demanding nothing, surrendering all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all somewhere in the blacksmith’s shop. We are either on the scrap pile, in the Master’s hands on the anvil, or in the tool chest. (Some of us have been in all three.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the shelves to the workbench, from the water to the fire…I’m sure that somewhere you will see yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul spoke of becoming “an instrument for noble purposes.” And what a becoming it is! The rubbish pile of broken tools, the anvil of recasting, the hands of the Master - it’s a simultaneously joyful and painful voyage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for you who make the journey—who leave the heap and enter the fire, dare to be pounded on God’s anvil, and doggedly seek to discover your own purpose—take courage, for you await the privilege of being called “God’s chosen instruments.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-7737624783138117345?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/7737624783138117345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=7737624783138117345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/7737624783138117345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/7737624783138117345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/04/blacksmiths-shop.html' title='The Blacksmith&apos;s Shop'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R_mkCzjCr4I/AAAAAAAAAkE/mi5DQEY5TRU/s72-c/blacksmith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-1022496068337837806</id><published>2008-04-05T14:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T12:35:32.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>I will be with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whom have I in heaven but You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is nothing on earth I desire besides You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart and my strength, many times they fail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But there is one truth that always will prevail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I pray that this promise and assurance will carry you through in good times and bad. The assurance that He will be with you always and forever. The promise that He will see you through when all else fails. The strength when you no longer know what to do and where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be with you, always till the end of age (Matthew 28:20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I took a step of faith and hope when I accepted the Lord as my personal Saviour and Heavenly Father, with this same message that He will be with me always and forever. And look where it has brought me thus far :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The changes, the experiences, His favor, His grace....the hope that there is more to life than life itself...WOW. No words can describe what God has done in my life, is about to do, and will continue to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And to Aunand, i wish you congratulations....to eternal life...to hope....and to God's personal touch in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;God bless and Amen! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-1022496068337837806?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/1022496068337837806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=1022496068337837806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1022496068337837806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1022496068337837806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-will-be-with-you.html' title='I will be with you'/><author><name>~mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320536955025078869</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-1862445251189189530.post-930734414028977798</id><published>2008-04-04T12:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:15.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>The Dangers of Overcontrol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R_XCGzjCr3I/AAAAAAAAAj8/6pvbFGr80sQ/s1600-h/remote+control.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R_XCGzjCr3I/AAAAAAAAAj8/6pvbFGr80sQ/s320/remote+control.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185263968159182706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Dangers of Overcontrol&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For rebellion is like the sin of divination, and arrogance like the evil of idolatry. Because you have rejected the word of the Lord, He has rejected you as king.&lt;/em&gt; ~ 1 Samuel 15:23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine who is a jet pilot once told me that whenever a jet goes out of control and begins to spin, the only thing to do is totally take your hands off the controls and the plane will right itself. This goes against our natural inclination to control and manipulate in order to bring things back under control. It is scary to be out of control. Or is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saul was a man out of control. He was losing control of his kingdom to David. He was losing the favor of God and the people. It began as compromises. Eventually he was given a final test to obey the voice of God fully. He was instructed to kill the Amalekites completely; but he failed to follow through. The prophet Samuel delivered a hard word to King Saul, "Because you have rejected the word of the Lord, He has rejected you as king" (see 1 Sam. 15:26). Saul obeyed partially, but not fully. It was partial obedience that led to his removal as king of Israel and his calling from God. But why did Saul do such a thing? "I was afraid of the people and so I gave in to them" (1 Sam. 15:24b). Saul's fear and insecurity made him more afraid of the people and what they thought than of God. At the core of Saul's disobedience was fear of losing control. That fear of losing control led to partial obedience and the loss of his reign as king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of us are in danger of losing God's blessing due to partial obedience? How many of us have such a need to control people and circumstances that we fail to fully walk in obedience to God's voice in our lives? Saul provides a great lesson for us as workplace believers. The need to overcontrol things around us can prevent us from receiving all that God has for us. Today, take an inventory of your control quotient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask God if you are being fully obedient to what He has called you to do this day, and avoid being put on the shelf for disobedience. "To obey is better than sacrifice, and to heed is better than the fat of rams" (1 Sam. 15:22b).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-930734414028977798?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/930734414028977798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=930734414028977798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/930734414028977798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/930734414028977798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/04/dangers-of-overcontrol.html' title='The Dangers of Overcontrol'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R_XCGzjCr3I/AAAAAAAAAj8/6pvbFGr80sQ/s72-c/remote+control.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-510268928832999232</id><published>2008-04-03T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T12:18:17.307+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Is Anything Too Hard for God?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(82, 7, 2);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"So Sarah laughed to herself as she thought, 'After I am worn out and my master is old, will I now have this pleasure?'"&lt;/i&gt; - Genesis 18:12 &lt;p&gt; God had promised Abraham and Sarah a son who would be the seed of a whole nation. Sarah was now beyond childbearing years. So when some angels from God paid Abraham and Sarah a visit to inform them that Sarah was going to have a child, she happened to be listening outside the tent and erupted with laughter. The thought seemed preposterous to her. The angels reminded her that nothing is impossible with God. "Is anything too hard for the Lord? I will return to you at the appointed time next year and Sarah will have a son" (Gen. 18:14). Sarah gave birth to Isaac as foretold. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Recently, I was considering putting on another workplace-leader summit for ministry leaders who minister to those in the workplace. I had been involved in such an event a year earlier. My friend Gunnar Olson, who is the founder of the International Christian Chamber of Commerce of Sweden, had been involved with me in putting on the first event, so I inquired whether he would be willing to participate in the second event. He wrote me an e-mail letter informing me that an international gathering of Christian workplace leaders would be taking place on the island of Cyprus in March and asked if I could postpone my event and instead participate in an event in Cyprus and invite other leaders. My initial response was laughter due to my current financial condition. In fact, I had to go to a map to see just where this place was. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The following day I received a call from a man I had met only 30 days earlier. We had not discussed this event in March. "What are you doing tomorrow? I would like you to go to the airport with me to pick up a missionary whom I want you to meet. We'd like to propose an idea to you. Can you come?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "Sure," I said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day he picked me up and informed me that we were picking up a missionary who was flying in from Cyprus. "We are planning to take 25 workplace believers to Cyprus for an event that Gunnar Olson is involved in and would like you to come and teach your Esau-to-Joseph workshop the day before. We will cover your expenses. Would you be interested in doing this?" Again, I had to laugh as I saw the hand of God orchestrate in such a miraculous way and in such a timely manner to assure me of His involvement in the new directions in my life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Jesus looked at them and said, "With man this is impossible, but not with God; all things are possible with God" (Mark 10:27). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Are there things that make you laugh when you think of the miracle that would be required for it to take place? Ask God for the miracle you need today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-510268928832999232?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/510268928832999232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=510268928832999232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/510268928832999232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/510268928832999232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/04/is-anything-too-hard-for-god.html' title='Is Anything Too Hard for God?'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03060991593469433866</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-1862445251189189530.post-3802283273607174506</id><published>2008-04-02T12:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:16.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Opening Our Spiritual Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R_MF8jjCr2I/AAAAAAAAAjc/tK24PxdZn5M/s1600-h/Leading+a+blind+person.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R_MF8jjCr2I/AAAAAAAAAjc/tK24PxdZn5M/s320/Leading+a+blind+person.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184494133926080354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Opening Our Spiritual Eyes&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And Elisha prayed, 'O Lord, open his eyes so he may see.' Then the Lord opened the servant's eyes, and he looked and saw the hills full of horses and chariots of fire all around Elisha."&lt;/em&gt; ~ 2 Kings 6:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elisha was counseling the nation of Israel against the impending attack of the king of Aram. The Lord supernaturally gave Elisha the plans that the king was implementing, and in turn, Elisha warned Israel of each intended attack. The king could not understand why his plans were continually foiled. It seemed there was a secret informer in his midst. He was furious when he was told it was the God of Israel who was to blame for this inside information. The king decided the only way to resolve the situation was to get rid of the problem - kill Elisha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king's forces arrived and surrounded Elisha and his servant. Elisha's servant became upset and fearful when Elisha was not upset. Elisha immediately prayed that his servant's eyes might be opened to see that there was no need to be afraid, because the angels were protecting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Elisha prayed, "O Lord, open his eyes so he may see." Then the Lord opened the servant's eyes, and he looked and saw the hills full of horses and chariots of fire all around Elisha. As the enemy came down toward him, Elisha prayed to the Lord, "Strike these people with blindness." So He struck them with blindness, as Elisha had asked (2 Kings 6:17-18).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the Elisha in your life? Do you have a mentor friend who can see the activity of God in your life when you cannot see it? We all need to have somebody we can trust to help us see the activity of God. It is often difficult for us to see what God is really doing because we are so consumed by the circumstances of the moment. Ask God today to help open your spiritual eyes that you might see Him in your circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-3802283273607174506?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/3802283273607174506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=3802283273607174506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3802283273607174506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3802283273607174506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/04/opening-our-spiritual-eyes.html' title='Opening Our Spiritual Eyes'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R_MF8jjCr2I/AAAAAAAAAjc/tK24PxdZn5M/s72-c/Leading+a+blind+person.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-8855785219360574655</id><published>2008-04-01T16:15:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:17.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Patisserie Rui is now open!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has just got to be the most coolest thing ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend we got to join Crystal for the blessing of her own Patisserie, how cool is that? I probably won't have to blog much about it...I'll let the photos tell you the story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/R_HvWWl3lLI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZWNdXDrRzK8/s1600-h/IMG_0595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184187813380723890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/R_HvWWl3lLI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZWNdXDrRzK8/s320/IMG_0595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184188380316407026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/R_Hv3Wl3lPI/AAAAAAAAASk/9lpmGrFgxak/s320/IMG_0593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184187916459939010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/R_HvcWl3lMI/AAAAAAAAASM/4YmDtnvxo40/s320/Crystal+%26+Family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184188096848565458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/R_Hvm2l3lNI/AAAAAAAAASU/mcZaqS16Wcs/s320/IMG_0565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184188234287518946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/R_Hvu2l3lOI/AAAAAAAAASc/mgCTufnRo1Y/s320/IMG_0572.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184188633719477506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/R_HwGGl3lQI/AAAAAAAAASs/Z9zF6hgPT2E/s320/IMG_0555.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184188874237646098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/R_HwUGl3lRI/AAAAAAAAAS0/p-qMDBe9kvY/s320/IMG_0611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;More photos &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/39282920@N00/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations Crystal! *hugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1862445251189189530-8855785219360574655?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/8855785219360574655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=8855785219360574655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/8855785219360574655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/8855785219360574655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/04/patisserie-rui-is-now-open.html' title='Patisserie Rui is now open!'/><author><name>hweeyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09943032609285700311</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/_N556Ble_Zjs/R_HvWWl3lLI/AAAAAAAAASE/ZWNdXDrRzK8/s72-c/IMG_0595.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-2803392847337312501</id><published>2008-03-29T10:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T11:08:36.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Living a Life of Conviction</title><content type='html'>Living a Life of Conviction&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For we know, brothers loved by God, that He has chosen you, because our gospel came to you not simply with words, but also with power, with the Holy Spirit and with deep conviction." - 1 Thessalonians 1:4-5a&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone lives a life of conviction. Whatever we give our greatest time, our greatest energies, and our greatest resources to is a good indication of where our convictions lie. Some live a life of conviction about sports. Some live a life of conviction around pleasure. Still others live a life of conviction about very little that matters at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever God chooses to do a deep work in a life, a strong conviction is born of the Holy Spirit. Conversions in the early Church resulted in changed lives that held to a deep, life-transforming conviction regarding what they believed and how they lived out that belief. Paul explains that the gospel they received came not just in words, but also in power, with the Holy Spirit and with deep conviction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to impact the workplace for Jesus Christ, each of us must be reflecting a faith that is demonstrated through deeply held convictions. Are you living a life of deep conviction that spurs you on to reflect the power of Christ in your life and the lives of others? Paul was willing to suffer great persecution for his faith in a living God. God calls each of us to a life that is supernatural, not simply a good, moral life. The early Church understood the role the Holy Spirit played in demonstrating this power of the gospel. It was this deep work that resulted in living the gospel with great conviction. If you are not living the gospel with great conviction, ask the Holy Spirit to so fill your life today that the power of His Spirit is truly reflected in your life so that you may impact others in your workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I've been wanting to post this up but I suppose today seems quite right. Yesterday's cell was fantastic. God's presence just fell and everybody had a touch from Him....be it in visions, a word from God, or even just that peace we felt...that assurance no one but Him can provide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Whatever we give our greatest time, our greatest energies, and our greatest resources to is a good indication of where our convictions lie."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does your conviction lie? Your work, your studies, your exams, your 'me' time, your gfs/bfs....? I think its time we search our hearts and relook into certain things that are holding us back. No more giving excuses. No more consoling ourselves and telling ourselves that that's the best we can do...because its not. How many pierced nails will it take for us to feel convicted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm guilty. Guilty of just taking my Saviour for granted. And the only word I can use to describe my Lord is 'gracious'. Despite me trying to get back into the race, falling and hurting myself along the way...He consciously continues to pour into my life. Time and time again, I see His favour upon me. The visions, the word, the verses...how much more could I ask for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm determined to keep running till I reach the finishing line. Will you run with me? Will you pour out your time, energy and resources to make cell work? to come back to your first love? to prioritise who comes first in your life? and most of all, to make yourselves right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Let's run this race....together. It may seem tough....but that's what we're here for...as a cell. With loads of prayer, encouragement and support :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if God is for us, who can be against us? (Romans 8:31)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;~mich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-2803392847337312501?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/2803392847337312501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=2803392847337312501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2803392847337312501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2803392847337312501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/living-life-of-conviction.html' title='Living a Life of Conviction'/><author><name>~mich</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11320536955025078869</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-1862445251189189530.post-1345013370684847800</id><published>2008-03-26T11:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:17.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Marry ugly men</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-nB5DjCrxI/AAAAAAAAAi0/cwkQpYVxwAo/s1600-h/ugly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-nB5DjCrxI/AAAAAAAAAi0/cwkQpYVxwAo/s320/ugly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181886032215453458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an article today in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boundlessline.org/2008/03/women-marry-ugl.html"&gt;Boundless Line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; regarding a &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,340869,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; showing that women who marry ugly men are generally happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was quite funny and decided to share it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Psychologists who studied newlyweds found men who were better-looking than their wives were more likely to be unhappy and have negative feelings about their marriage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So girls, go for it! If you need help in finding ugly men, I'll be glad to assist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-1345013370684847800?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/1345013370684847800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=1345013370684847800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1345013370684847800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1345013370684847800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/marry-ugly-men.html' title='Marry ugly men'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R-nB5DjCrxI/AAAAAAAAAi0/cwkQpYVxwAo/s72-c/ugly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-3449268889889307085</id><published>2008-03-26T11:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:17.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Making Adjustments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-m_jjjCrwI/AAAAAAAAAis/E0DQV6K4p4g/s1600-h/adjustments_cool.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-m_jjjCrwI/AAAAAAAAAis/E0DQV6K4p4g/s200/adjustments_cool.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181883463825010434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Making Adjustments&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..."Throw your net on the right side of the boat and you will find some." &lt;/em&gt;~ John 21:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A former client of mine was the marketing director of a large food brokerage company and told me a story about one of their client grocery stores located in the upper Midwest. It seems that the store could not understand why at a certain time every winter sales plummeted. They studied their product line and interviewed customers. They did everything possible to uncover the mystery. Finally, someone made a remarkable discovery that changed everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed that whenever it was really cold outside, the manager raised the temperature in the store. When customers came into the store it was too warm for them, so they removed their coats and placed them in their shopping carts. This meant less room for food and resulted in reduced sales overall. They lowered the temperature of the store, and as a result, the sales climbed back to the levels they were accustomed to. Their adjustment resulted in restoring sales levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus stood on the shoreline and watched Peter and a few of the disciples fish. Jesus yelled from the shoreline asking if they had caught anything. They had not. He then suggested they cast their line on the other side of the boat. Without knowing the person who was addressing them, they took His advice. They began catching so many fish they could not bring them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adjusting our lives to God is the first thing that has to happen in order to begin experiencing Him in our daily lives. For some, it is simply following the advice of those above us. For others, it may require a major change in our job situation. Still, for others it could mean making changes in relationships. Whatever the case, you can be sure that until we adjust our lives to God we will not receive His full blessing. Ask Him today where you need to adjust to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-3449268889889307085?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/3449268889889307085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=3449268889889307085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3449268889889307085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3449268889889307085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/making-adjustments.html' title='Making Adjustments'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R-m_jjjCrwI/AAAAAAAAAis/E0DQV6K4p4g/s72-c/adjustments_cool.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-2292704138030212437</id><published>2008-03-25T12:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:18.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Past'/><title type='text'>Blast from the past!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures of a Fun-nic event ages and ages ago are compliments of Sian Jeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See if you can identify the cell members in the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one picture where there are three of our cell members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first person to identify which picture and who are in them - I'll treat you to mamak next time we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Note that Bernard is holding Pastor Julie's LV bag. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS. Note that Pastor Julie is spanking Jon's backside with a stick. So violent, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-h6ajjCrqI/AAAAAAAAAh8/IYh5v1Kfk9o/s1600-h/11100009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-h6ajjCrqI/AAAAAAAAAh8/IYh5v1Kfk9o/s320/11100009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181525967927160482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-h6bDjCrrI/AAAAAAAAAiE/rttiCoJPjso/s1600-h/11100010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-h6bDjCrrI/AAAAAAAAAiE/rttiCoJPjso/s320/11100010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181525976517095090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-h6bDjCrsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/1nIM2XYelvs/s1600-h/11100028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-h6bDjCrsI/AAAAAAAAAiM/1nIM2XYelvs/s320/11100028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181525976517095106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-h6bjjCrtI/AAAAAAAAAiU/gNptZaPqA14/s1600-h/11100038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-h6bjjCrtI/AAAAAAAAAiU/gNptZaPqA14/s320/11100038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181525985107029714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-h6bjjCruI/AAAAAAAAAic/xF5F8um8804/s1600-h/11100039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-h6bjjCruI/AAAAAAAAAic/xF5F8um8804/s320/11100039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181525985107029730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-2292704138030212437?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/2292704138030212437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=2292704138030212437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2292704138030212437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2292704138030212437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/blast-from-past.html' title='Blast from the past!'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R-h6ajjCrqI/AAAAAAAAAh8/IYh5v1Kfk9o/s72-c/11100009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-6624695197129170276</id><published>2008-03-25T10:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:19.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace - A Weapon Against Satan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-hdwjjCrpI/AAAAAAAAAh0/K4fXNbiMHWA/s1600-h/baby_hedgehog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-hdwjjCrpI/AAAAAAAAAh0/K4fXNbiMHWA/s320/baby_hedgehog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181494460047077010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peace - A Weapon Against Satan&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for Thou art with me."&lt;/em&gt; ~ Psalm 23:4a KJV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the battles of the workplace, your peace is actually a weapon. The workplace creates many opportunities to rob us of our peace. Cash flow concerns, deadlines, relationships - all create stress on us. Your confidence in the God of peace declares that you are not falling for the lies of the devil. You see the first step toward having spiritual authority over the adversary is having peace in spite of our circumstances. When Jesus confronted the devil, he did not confront satan with His emotions or in fear. Knowing that the devil was a liar, He simply refused to be influenced by any voice other than God's. His peace overwhelmed satan; His authority then shattered the lie, which sent demons fleeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a place of walking with God where you simply fear no evil. David faced a lion, a bear, and a giant. In this Psalm he stood in the "shadow of death" itself, yet he "feared no evil." David's trust was in the Lord. He said, "...for Thou art with me." Because God is with you, every adversity you face will unfold in victory as you maintain your faith in God! David continued, "You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies" (Ps. 23:5a). The battle you are in will soon become a meal for you, an experience that will nourish and build you up spiritually. Only God's peace will quell your fleshly reactions in battle. The source of God's peace is God Himself. If fear has been knocking at your door, begin to face that fear with God's peace. It is God's secret weapon to destroy fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-6624695197129170276?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/6624695197129170276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=6624695197129170276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6624695197129170276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6624695197129170276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/peace-weapon-against-satan.html' title='Peace - A Weapon Against Satan'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R-hdwjjCrpI/AAAAAAAAAh0/K4fXNbiMHWA/s72-c/baby_hedgehog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-6565099857824581015</id><published>2008-03-24T11:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:19.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>No Confidence in the Flesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-capDjCroI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Mzdv86XChTg/s1600-h/Paul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-capDjCroI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Mzdv86XChTg/s320/Paul.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181139188942286466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Confidence in the Flesh&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If anyone else thinks he has reasons to put confidence in the flesh, I have more."&lt;/em&gt; ~ Philippians 3:4b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apostle Paul surely could relate to the business executive. Paul reached the height of his profession only to have it completely stripped and torn from him. What he thought mattered in life became rubbish compared to what God did in his heart as He destroyed what seemed valuable at the time. It took a dramatic event to bring Paul into this revelation. It took a bright light, blindness, and the most fearful experience a human could have - being addressed personally by God, who was questioning why Paul was persecuting His people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would not be too long after his conversion that Paul would learn one of the greatest lessons every child of God must learn. That lesson is to avoid putting confidence in the flesh. In our work we are rewarded for achievement. It is a "measurable" life. We work. We see results. We get certain feelings of accomplishment from these activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not until I was placed in a situation to experience utter failure that I could identify with the words of Paul. I have met other workplace believers as well who achieved great success in their business life only to experience dramatic failure. That personal handshake with failure leads to a realization that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever was to my profit I now consider loss for the sake of Christ. What is more, I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things. I consider them rubbish, that I may gain Christ and be found in Him..." (Philippians 3:7-9).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes God lets us experience great pain to learn the lessons of greatest importance. Knowing Christ intimately is the most important lesson we will learn. Take stock in what you find your greatest pleasure in today. Avoid placing your confidence in things that are but rubbish so that you might know Him more intimately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-6565099857824581015?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/6565099857824581015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=6565099857824581015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6565099857824581015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6565099857824581015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-confidence-in-flesh.html' title='No Confidence in the Flesh'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R-capDjCroI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Mzdv86XChTg/s72-c/Paul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-1791800337292996842</id><published>2008-03-21T10:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:19.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>It's here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-MgnjjCrmI/AAAAAAAAAhE/2rawDj_pwqk/s1600-h/Broken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-MgnjjCrmI/AAAAAAAAAhE/2rawDj_pwqk/s320/Broken.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180019860335406690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://broken2008.blogspot.com/"&gt;Broken&lt;/a&gt; that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society has tended to sideline Easter a bit. Christmas has become the most celebrated 'Christian' holiday on the planet, and everyone gears up each year for this celebration - buying presents, remembering the birth of Christ, plays and productions, and for the irregular church-goer, going to church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Santa Claus and the Easter bunny was brought in pushing the message of Christ even further into the back of society's psyche. Children nowadays remember Easter for the chocolate eggs, parties and games that they experience. We don't even get an Easter or Good Friday holiday in Malysia unless we live in Sabah and Sarawak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Easter recognises the most colourful, powerful and significant days of Jesus. Even more than His birth, Easter personifies His very purpose and existence on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter remembers the most difficult decision a person has ever had in history, during the atonement in Gethsemane. A decision that was said to be so wrenching that blood came out of sweat pores while Jesus prayed and the disciples slept (while on guard).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter remembers the profound pain and anguish of the betrayal which led to the capture of Jesus...and the despair of when he hung on the cross. The immense doubt and sorrow that came after the Saviour was killed. A blotting out of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, Easter remember the glorious resurrection for the atonement of the human race. The complete redemption through the blood that was shed on the cross. The resurrection power that gives us an avenue to reach God - the only way to reach God in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The unpayable price was paid by a perfect, sinless sacrifice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Matchless grace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than realising that it is Easter weekend. More than getting excited about a play. More than remembering that Jesus died, was buried and rose again. Open your heart to understand the amazing grace and love that made God humble himself to the extent of coming down in human form to be betrayed and killed by His creation so that we may have a chance to be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It has already been done.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to the play and bring your friends. Don't invite them to watch the play (although that's what you will be doing verbally). In your spirit, invite them to meet with their Creator who loves them beyond anything a human mind could comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let Jesus take centre stage.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-1791800337292996842?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/1791800337292996842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=1791800337292996842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1791800337292996842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1791800337292996842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-here.html' title='It&apos;s here!'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R-MgnjjCrmI/AAAAAAAAAhE/2rawDj_pwqk/s72-c/Broken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-3278521791090650712</id><published>2008-03-21T09:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:19.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Every Knee Shall Bow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-MUNDjCrlI/AAAAAAAAAg8/38YZM_tivpQ/s1600-h/easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-MUNDjCrlI/AAAAAAAAAg8/38YZM_tivpQ/s320/easter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180006210929339986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every Knee Shall Bow&lt;br /&gt;by Max Lucado &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“. . . whoever believes in him shall not perish . . .”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could a loving God send sinners to hell? He doesn’t. They volunteer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there, they don’t want to leave. The hearts of damned fools never soften; their minds never change. “Men were scorched with great heat, and they blasphemed the name of God who has power over these plagues; and they did not repent and give Him glory” (Rev. 16:9 NKJV). Contrary to the idea that hell prompts remorse, it doesn’t. It intensifies blasphemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the rich man in torment? He could see heaven but didn’t request a transfer. He wanted Lazarus to descend to him. Why not ask if he could join Lazarus? The rich man complained of thirst, not of injustice. He wanted water for the body, not water for the soul. Even the longing for God is a gift from God, and where there is no more of God’s goodness, there is no longing for him. Though every knee shall bow before God and every tongue confess his preeminence (Rom. 14:11), the hard-hearted will do so stubbornly and without worship. There will be no atheists in hell (Phil. 2:10–11), but there will be no God-seekers either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still we wonder, is the punishment fair? Such a penalty seems inconsistent with a God of love—overkill. A sinner’s rebellion doesn’t warrant an eternity of suffering, does it? Isn’t God overreacting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are we to challenge God? Only he knows the full story, the number of invitations the stubborn-hearted have refused and the slander they’ve spewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accuse God of unfairness? He has wrapped caution tape on hell’s porch and posted a million and one red flags outside the entrance. To descend its stairs, you’d have to cover your ears, blindfold your eyes, and, most of all, ignore the epic sacrifice of history: Christ, in God’s hell on humanity’s cross, crying out to the blackened sky, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” (Matt. 27:46). The supreme surprise of hell is this: Christ went there so you won’t have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-3278521791090650712?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/3278521791090650712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=3278521791090650712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3278521791090650712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3278521791090650712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/every-knee-shall-bow.html' title='Every Knee Shall Bow'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R-MUNDjCrlI/AAAAAAAAAg8/38YZM_tivpQ/s72-c/easter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-5208823261169154988</id><published>2008-03-19T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:20.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Discerning the Work of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-B65azzl1I/AAAAAAAAAgs/-MRuTxh4LvA/s1600-h/nehemiah_and_the_wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R-B65azzl1I/AAAAAAAAAgs/-MRuTxh4LvA/s320/nehemiah_and_the_wall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179274698343814994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Discerning the Work of God&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Remember Tobiah and Sanballat, O my God, because of what they have done; remember also the prophetess Noadiah and the rest of the prophets who have been trying to intimidate me."&lt;/em&gt; ~ Nehemiah 6:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nehemiah set out to rebuild the wall at Jerusalem that had been destroyed. Nehemiah held a position in the Persian Empire that would be comparable to Chief of Staff in our government. Nehemiah wept over the destruction of the city wall and repented for the sins of his generation and the generations before him that had led to the fall of Jerusalem. Nehemiah responded to the news by seeking approval from his superior to take time off to rebuild the wall. Tobiah and Sanballat met Nehemiah's action with resistance, as did Noadiah the prophetess and other prophets. These were the religious and political leaders of his day. They became distractions to his work and opposed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever God does a new work, it is often met with resistance by those in the established religious community, and sometimes among those from whom we would expect support. Jesus met the same resistance when He began His public ministry. This same phenomenon happens today. When God begins a new work that cannot be easily explained based upon prior experiences, many make the mistake of assuming it not to be of God. The very people who should embrace and encourage the work become the source of skepticism and opposition. God tells us that His ways are not our ways. He does things in ways beyond our limited understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you are tempted to criticize or oppose something that looks different from your past experience, ask God for wisdom and discernment. Examine why you might be tempted to oppose it. The Lord cannot be put in a box. He delights in doing things in ways that may not fit our former paradigms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-5208823261169154988?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/5208823261169154988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=5208823261169154988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5208823261169154988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5208823261169154988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/discerning-work-of-god-by-os-hillman.html' title='Discerning the Work of God'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R-B65azzl1I/AAAAAAAAAgs/-MRuTxh4LvA/s72-c/nehemiah_and_the_wall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-6957326799107694330</id><published>2008-03-18T14:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:20.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>A Refiner's Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R99jNKzzl0I/AAAAAAAAAgk/3a5s2McBb1w/s1600-h/Blowing+out+candle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R99jNKzzl0I/AAAAAAAAAgk/3a5s2McBb1w/s320/Blowing+out+candle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178967174390454082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Refiner's Fire&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For he will be like a refiner's fire or a launderer's soap."&lt;/em&gt; ~ Malachi 3:2b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord has a specific manner of preparing His people for useful service. God desires to turn His children from rough, hard-edged stones into gems of gold and silver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver; He will purify the Levites and refine them like gold and silver. Then the Lord will have men who will bring offerings in righteousness, and the offerings of Judah and Jerusalem will be acceptable to the Lord, as in days gone by, as in former years"&lt;/em&gt; (Malachi 3:3-4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The refiner's fire can only accomplish its purposes when the heat is turned up to extraordinary temperatures. It breaks down the metal in order for it to become moldable and shapeable. Only when the temperatures reach this level can the work be fully accomplished. So it is in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the Lord completes His refining process, the offerings we make are not made in righteousness and cannot be acceptable. Thank God that Jesus is our righteousness and that there is no righteousness apart from Him. Still, the Lord continues to purge all that is not of His righteousness out of our lives. This comes through trials that bring each of us to the end of ourselves in order that He may only reflect that which is Himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God takes you through the refiner's fire, be encouraged because it is His overriding commitment to turn you from a rough, hard-edged stone to a precious metal. He will do this through certain events in your workplace, your relationships, and other circumstances in your life. Our job is to avoid trying to blow out the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-6957326799107694330?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/6957326799107694330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=6957326799107694330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6957326799107694330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6957326799107694330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/refiners-fire.html' title='A Refiner&apos;s Fire'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R99jNKzzl0I/AAAAAAAAAgk/3a5s2McBb1w/s72-c/Blowing+out+candle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-5644420234940718093</id><published>2008-03-17T09:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:20.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Death and Birth of a Vision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R93OE6zzlxI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ROJdgS-ywWc/s1600-h/kernel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R93OE6zzlxI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ROJdgS-ywWc/s320/kernel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178521730447283986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Death and Birth of a Vision&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tell you the truth, unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds.&lt;/em&gt; ~ John 12:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost every significant thing God births He allows to die before the vision is fulfilled in His own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Abraham had a vision of being the father of a great nation (birth). Sarah was barren and became too old to have children (death). God gave Abraham and Sarah a son in their old age. He became the father of a great nation (fulfillment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Joseph had a vision that he would be a great leader and that many would bow down to him (birth). Joseph's brothers sold him to some merchants and he became a slave. Later he was falsely condemned to spend his years in prison (death). God allowed Joseph to interpret the dreams of the butler and baker and later the king, whereupon, he was made a ruler in the land (fulfillment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Moses had a vision of leading his people out of the bondage of Egypt (birth). Pharaoh as well as his own people drove Moses out of Egypt after Moses' first attempt to relieve their bondage (death). God gave Moses signs and wonders to convince Pharaoh to free the people and bring them out of Egypt and into the Promised Land (fulfillment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The disciples had a vision of establishing the Kingdom of God with Jesus (birth). The very ones He came to save killed Jesus, and the disciples saw Him buried in a tomb (death). God raised Jesus from the dead, and the disciples performed great miracles until the gospel had spread through all the world (fulfillment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• A grain of wheat has a "vision" of reproducing itself and many more grains of wheat (birth). The grain dies in the ground (death). A harvest springs up out of the very process of "death" in the ground (fulfillment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has God given you a vision that is yet unfulfilled? If that vision is born of God, He will raise it up in His own way. Do not try to raise the vision in your own strength. Like Moses, who tried to fulfill the vision of freeing the Hebrews by killing the Egyptian, it will only fail. But wait on your heavenly Father to fulfill the vision. Then you will know that it was His vision when He fulfills it in the way only He can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-5644420234940718093?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/5644420234940718093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=5644420234940718093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5644420234940718093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5644420234940718093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/death-and-birth-of-vision.html' title='Death and Birth of a Vision'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R93OE6zzlxI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ROJdgS-ywWc/s72-c/kernel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-1340934935094996936</id><published>2008-03-14T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:21.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Obeying the Spirit of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R9okyKzzlwI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Ww1zqRPkrls/s1600-h/big+ear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R9okyKzzlwI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Ww1zqRPkrls/s200/big+ear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177491165929510658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obeying the Spirit of God&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Now an angel of the Lord said to Philip, 'Go south to the road - the desert road - that goes down from Jerusalem to Gaza.'"&lt;/em&gt; ~ Acts 8:26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philip was conducting what we might today call a revival meeting. God was blessing the meeting, and many were being healed and delivered from demonic influence. Here is the scene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philip went down to a city in Samaria and proclaimed the Christ there. When the crowds heard Philip and saw the miraculous signs he did, they all paid close attention to what he said. With shrieks, evil spirits came out of many, and many paralytics and cripples were healed. So there was great joy in that city (Acts 8:5-8).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, in the midst of this great event, the Holy Spirit spoke to Philip and told him to remove himself and go to a completely different area to speak to one individual. Philip was so sensitive to the directive of the Holy Spirit that he left what would be deemed a successful event to go speak to another - an Ethiopian eunuch. The result of his obedience was that Philip led the eunuch to faith in Christ and baptized him. The Lord then took Philip away supernaturally to another region many miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's ways of determining where we invest our time and energy often have little to do with results. The danger for each of us is to determine that we are in the center of God's will simply by the success or failure of the events we are involved in. Our plumb line for determining success can be only one thing: obedience. Philip responded in obedience to the direction of the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you listening to the voice of the Holy Spirit? Has God prompted you to speak, go, or come alongside another? Ask God today to help you hear the Holy Spirit's voice so that you might be used mightily in your workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-1340934935094996936?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/1340934935094996936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=1340934935094996936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1340934935094996936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1340934935094996936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/obeying-spirit-of-god.html' title='Obeying the Spirit of God'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R9okyKzzlwI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Ww1zqRPkrls/s72-c/big+ear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-6247617663716020723</id><published>2008-03-13T09:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:21.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Understanding the Source of Anger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R9iMJ6zzlsI/AAAAAAAAAfo/PoYCwE5y6Fo/s1600-h/Anger+management.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R9iMJ6zzlsI/AAAAAAAAAfo/PoYCwE5y6Fo/s320/Anger+management.bmp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177041873695643330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Understanding the Source of Anger&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A fool gives full vent to his anger, but a wise man keeps himself under control."&lt;/em&gt; ~ Proverbs 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The workplace can be a pressure-packed world. The demands that are often put on us can bring out things that we never knew were there. Sometimes we begin to think that the source of that pressure is to blame for our response to the pressure. It could be an event, a spouse, a boss, a client, a child, or even a driver who cuts us off in traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall responding to a close friend one time, "If you had not done that, I would never have responded that way." Later I learned that this response had little truth to it. We all choose to get angry. No one else is to blame for our anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The circumstances of life, the events of life, and the people around me in life, do not make me the way I am, but reveal the way I am" [Dr. Sam Peeples].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This simple quote has had a profound impact on how I view my anger now. Anger only reveals what is inside of me. I can't blame anyone but me for my response to a situation. I have learned that anger is only the symptom of something else that is going on inside of me. This quote now resides on my refrigerator door as a daily reminder of the truth about my response to life's situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been said that anger is like the warning panel on the dash of your car. It is the light that tells us something is going on under the hood and we need to find out what is the source of the problem. I discovered that the source of anger is often unmet expectations or personal rights. We believe we are entitled to a particular outcome to a situation. When this doesn't happen, it triggers something in us. At the core of this is fear, often a fear of failure or rejection, fear of what others think, fear of the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you struggle with anger, ask God to reveal the source of that anger. Ask Him to heal you of any fears that may be the root of your anger. Ask God to help you take responsibility for your response to difficult situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-6247617663716020723?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/6247617663716020723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=6247617663716020723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6247617663716020723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6247617663716020723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/understanding-source-of-anger.html' title='Understanding the Source of Anger'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R9iMJ6zzlsI/AAAAAAAAAfo/PoYCwE5y6Fo/s72-c/Anger+management.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-8909852172553849150</id><published>2008-03-12T10:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:21.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>When God Restores What the Locusts Eat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R9c66azzlrI/AAAAAAAAAfg/xu14--wMZr0/s1600-h/locust-in-air.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R9c66azzlrI/AAAAAAAAAfg/xu14--wMZr0/s320/locust-in-air.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176671071989110450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When God Restores What the Locusts Eat&lt;br /&gt;Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten - the great locust and the young locust, the other locusts and the locust swarm - My great army that I sent among you."&lt;/em&gt; ~ Joel 2:25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are seasons in our lives that involve times of famine and times of restoration. Solomon tells us that He has made everything beautiful in its time and that there is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under Heaven. (See Ecclesiastes 3:1,11.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God brings about both the good and the bad. The seasons of famine have a divine purpose in our lives. They accomplish things that only these hard places can accomplish. But there is a time when those hard places have accomplished their purpose and He begins to restore. God did this with the nation of Israel after a season of famine and devastation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be glad, O people of Zion, rejoice in the Lord your God, for He has given you the autumn rains in righteousness. He sends you abundant showers, both autumn and spring rains, as before. The threshing floors will be filled with grain; the vats will overflow with new wine and oil. "I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten - the great locust and the young locust, the other locusts and the locust swarm - My great army that I sent among you. You will have plenty to eat, until you are full, and you will praise the name of the Lord your God, who has worked wonders for you; never again will My people be shamed. Then you will know that I am in Israel, that I am the Lord your God, and that there is no other; never again will My people be shamed" (Joel 2:23-27).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wants each of us to know that there is a time when He will restore in order to demonstrate His gracious hand in our lives. He is a loving Father who tenderly guides His children through the difficult places. If God has taken you through a time of leanness, know that He is the restorer of that which the locusts have eaten. Wait patiently for Him to bring this about in your life. He will do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-8909852172553849150?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/8909852172553849150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=8909852172553849150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/8909852172553849150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/8909852172553849150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-god-restores-what-locusts-eat.html' title='When God Restores What the Locusts Eat'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R9c66azzlrI/AAAAAAAAAfg/xu14--wMZr0/s72-c/locust-in-air.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-4124646215712705710</id><published>2008-03-11T11:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:21.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Believe and Receive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R9X2kKzzliI/AAAAAAAAAd4/TIuQPExuumA/s1600-h/Stones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R9X2kKzzliI/AAAAAAAAAd4/TIuQPExuumA/s320/Stones.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176314447969621538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believe and Receive&lt;br /&gt;by Max Lucado &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“. . . whoever believes in him shall not perish . . .”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I really trust that “whoever believes in him shall not perish”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus’s invitation seems too simple. We gravitate to other verbs. Work has a better ring to it. “Whoever works for him will be saved.” Satisfy fits nicely. “Whoever satisfies him will be saved.” But believe? Shouldn’t I do more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simplicity troubles many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We expect a more proactive assignment, to have to conjure up a remedy for our sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some mercy seekers have donned hair shirts, climbed cathedral steps on their knees, or traversed hot rocks on bare feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others of us have written our own Bible verse: “God helps those who help themselves” (Popular Opinion 1:1). We’ll fix ourselves, thank you. We’ll make up for our mistakes with contributions, our guilt with busyness. We’ll overcome failures with hard work. We’ll find salvation the old-fashioned way: we’ll earn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ, in contrast, says to us: “Your part is to trust. Trust me to do what you can’t.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, you take similar steps of trust daily, even hourly. You believe the chair will support you, so you set your weight on it. You believe water will hydrate you, so you swallow it. You trust the work of the light switch, so you flip it. You have faith the doorknob will work, so you turn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You regularly trust power you cannot see to do a work you cannot accomplish. Jesus invites you to do the same with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just him. Not Moses or any other leader. Not even you. You can’t fix you. Look to Jesus . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-4124646215712705710?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/4124646215712705710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=4124646215712705710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/4124646215712705710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/4124646215712705710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/believe-and-receive.html' title='Believe and Receive'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R9X2kKzzliI/AAAAAAAAAd4/TIuQPExuumA/s72-c/Stones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-5904534521930139084</id><published>2008-03-07T16:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:22.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Guess what I found?!</title><content type='html'>This is priceless.....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174912332298421586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N556Ble_Zjs/R9D7WS5vhVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/oc6_0elA6BM/s400/20080307163417_00001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/1862445251189189530-5904534521930139084?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/5904534521930139084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=5904534521930139084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5904534521930139084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5904534521930139084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/guess-what-i-found.html' title='Guess what I found?!'/><author><name>hweeyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09943032609285700311</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/_N556Ble_Zjs/R9D7WS5vhVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/oc6_0elA6BM/s72-c/20080307163417_00001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-140726230666779988</id><published>2008-03-07T10:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:22.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>The Depth and Width of Your Calling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R9CvXLlhEdI/AAAAAAAAAdo/1aLg2BxpQCg/s1600-h/mosesandburningbush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R9CvXLlhEdI/AAAAAAAAAdo/1aLg2BxpQCg/s320/mosesandburningbush.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174828784630698450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Depth and Width of Your Calling&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If we are distressed, it is for your comfort and salvation; if we are comforted, it is for your comfort, which produces in you patient endurance of the same sufferings we suffer."&lt;/em&gt; ~ 2 Corinthians 1:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God must love you a lot! He doesn't allow someone to go through the kinds of adversity you have experienced unless He has a special calling on your life." Those were the words said to me by two different mentors at two different times within a three-year period. Later I would learn another related truth from a respected man of God - a man who lives in another country, a man whom God uses throughout the globe. "The depth and width of your faith experiences are directly proportional to your calling." What were these men of God saying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were describing a process of preparation that God takes each of His leaders through when He plans to use them in significant ways. A "faith experience" is an event or "spiritual marker" in your life about which you can say, "That is where I saw God personally moving in my life." It is an unmistakable event in which God showed Himself personally to you. It was the burning bush for Moses; the crossing of the Red Sea or the Jordan River for the nation of Israel; Jacob's encounter with the angel. It was the feeding of the 5,000 for the disciples. It was the time when you saw God face to face in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God has plans of using you in the lives of many others, you can expect that He is going to allow certain faith experiences to come into your life in order to build a foundation that will be solid. That foundation is what you will be able to look back on to keep you faithful to Him in the times of testing. Each of us must have personal faith experiences in which we experience God personally so that we can move in faith to whatever He may call us. Do you need a personal faith experience right now in your life? Pray that God will reveal Himself to you. He delights in doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-140726230666779988?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/140726230666779988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=140726230666779988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/140726230666779988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/140726230666779988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/depth-and-width-of-your-calling.html' title='The Depth and Width of Your Calling'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R9CvXLlhEdI/AAAAAAAAAdo/1aLg2BxpQCg/s72-c/mosesandburningbush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-68691931232180789</id><published>2008-03-06T12:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:22.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Striving Versus Abiding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R89zfrlhEcI/AAAAAAAAAdg/I05IrvFf9X8/s1600-h/Worn+out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R89zfrlhEcI/AAAAAAAAAdg/I05IrvFf9X8/s320/Worn+out.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174481484985209282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Striving Versus Abiding&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Unless the Lord builds the house, its builders labor in vain." - Psalm 127:1a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean for the Lord to build the house? It almost seems a contradiction when we consider that we might be the builders in this passage. God wants us to allow Him to build the house. He explains further:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Unless the Lord builds the house, its builders labor in vain. Unless the Lord watches over the city, the watchmen stand guard in vain. In vain you rise early and stay up late, toiling for food to eat - for He grants sleep to those He loves" (Psalm 127:1-2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is telling us there is a way of working without striving. There is a way to conduct business without sweating and toiling for outcome. His warning to each of us is to avoid thinking that outcome is based on our sweat and toil. Outcome is based on obedience. That outcome is sometimes more than we deserve. Sometimes it is less than we hoped for. His desire for each of us is to see Him working in our daily work life. He wants us to avoid looking to our own effort to gain an outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day Jesus called out to Peter from the shore of the lake and suggested he throw his net on the other side of the boat. It was this simple act of obedience that yielded a tremendous catch that he would not have received unless he obeyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are called to work; He is called to bring forth the fruit. He is the vine. We are the branches. Fruit comes forth naturally from a healthy tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, ask God to show you when you enter into striving. Ask Him to show you the difference between loving trust and obedience and striving for outcome. It can be challenging for us to balance this in our daily work experience. He wants to help us walk in this freedom and rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-68691931232180789?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/68691931232180789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=68691931232180789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/68691931232180789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/68691931232180789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/striving-versus-abiding-by-os-hillman.html' title='Striving Versus Abiding'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R89zfrlhEcI/AAAAAAAAAdg/I05IrvFf9X8/s72-c/Worn+out.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-922291225087654719</id><published>2008-03-05T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:22.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Knowledge + Action = Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R85kOrlhEaI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/dV9i6yLMQW4/s1600-h/wheelbarrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R85kOrlhEaI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/dV9i6yLMQW4/s320/wheelbarrow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174183225276305826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knowledge + Action = Faith&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For we also have had the gospel preached to us, just as they did; but the message they heard was of no value to them, because those who heard did not combine it with faith."&lt;/em&gt; ~ Hebrews 4:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people of Israel were called out of the bondage of Egyptian slavery. God said they would be brought out of 400 years of slavery so that they might worship Him. God desired to bring them into a place of milk and honey - the Promised Land. Yet that generation never entered into the Promised Land. Why? They never took what they knew in their head and transferred it to their heart. Finally, it never resulted in actions that were based on what they believed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a new Christian I heard an illustration of what belief and faith looked like when combined. If you were a trapeze artist and were skilled at walking across tightropes over high places, you might even be willing to walk across Niagara Falls. In fact, I would have confidence that you could because I had seen your abilities as a trapeze artist. However, if you asked me if you could push me in a wheelbarrow across Niagara Falls, you would be challenging me to put my beliefs into action. This requires faith, participation, and risk, which, until now, was based only on mental assent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writer of Hebrews is telling us that if we believe God but do not enter in to those promises, we are like the man who chooses not to get into the wheelbarrow. If we don't act on our beliefs, then we remain in the desert like the people of Israel who never received God's promises. They did not combine what they knew in their head with a faith that was put into action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has God spoken to you about an area in your life that requires a step of faith? Let God provide the courage, as He does the knowledge, to act in faith on what you believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-922291225087654719?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/922291225087654719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=922291225087654719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/922291225087654719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/922291225087654719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/knowledge-action-faith-by-os-hillman.html' title='Knowledge + Action = Faith'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R85kOrlhEaI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/dV9i6yLMQW4/s72-c/wheelbarrow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-2786247056261545092</id><published>2008-03-03T13:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:23.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Tapping Into Our Secret Weapon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R8uRDUD4ezI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UxJXb77-g0E/s1600-h/intercession.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R8uRDUD4ezI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UxJXb77-g0E/s320/intercession.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173388083075775282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tapping Into Our Secret Weapon&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"He is always wrestling in prayer for you, that you may stand firm in all the will of God, mature and fully assured."&lt;/em&gt; ~ Colossians 4:12b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good morning. Before we begin our staff business meeting I wish to ask John to give us the intercessors' report regarding the direction of our new business development program."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our intercessors have been prayerfully reviewing the action plan I gave them. We believe the Lord is directing us in this way. However, our intercessors believe we may need to adjust our direction on this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this sound like a far-fetched illustration of a modern-day company? If we are truly going to remove the separation of what we perceive as holy versus unholy, then we must make some paradigm shifts in our thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord has called you and me to be ministers of the gospel in and through the workplace. This means we must fight our battles, grow our companies, and minister to our employees and vendors through the power of the Holy Spirit. Intercessory prayer is the secret weapon of Spirit-led activity. Imagine having intercessors who are part of your team, committed to helping you make decisions in your business life "that you may stand firm in all the will of God, mature and fully assured." It is a comforting feeling to know the decisions you and I make during the course of a business day are in the will of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time ago the Lord showed me that I needed to find intercessors for my business. I needed to use intercessors in the daily decision process for my business. This has transformed the way I conduct business. No major decisions are made without prayerful review with my intercessory team. Intercessors are the front-line warriors raised up to do battle for the saints. Ask God to rise up intercessors who can support you as you go forth in the battlefield of the workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-2786247056261545092?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/2786247056261545092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=2786247056261545092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2786247056261545092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2786247056261545092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/03/tapping-into-our-secret-weapon.html' title='Tapping Into Our Secret Weapon'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R8uRDUD4ezI/AAAAAAAAAbk/UxJXb77-g0E/s72-c/intercession.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-4876559235152375</id><published>2008-02-29T14:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T11:31:30.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>You are first a witness for God...</title><content type='html'>For those of us who are involved in ANY ministry, this is a great reminder that it is not our service or works that come first but God's ministry of reconciliation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excerpt from Ps. Gwen's email earlier today (emphasis mine):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Finally, continue to pray for a greater release of God's anointing over our church. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Most all, please remember that above all the being a part of the worship team, &lt;strong&gt;you are first a witness for Him.&lt;/strong&gt; Be a blessing to someone, care for someone, ,pray for someone, share the gospel with someone, invite someone to cell and to church. &lt;strong&gt;That's our primary purpose&lt;/strong&gt;. Your ministry is touching lives and making a difference is someone's life!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always as good as time as any to sit back and reflect :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-4876559235152375?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/4876559235152375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=4876559235152375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/4876559235152375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/4876559235152375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-are-first-witness-for-god.html' title='You are first a witness for God...'/><author><name>hweeyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09943032609285700311</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-1862445251189189530.post-9135584621804622245</id><published>2008-02-29T10:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:23.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Heaven's "Whoever" Policy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Note: The devotional below needs to be read along with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.core.com.my/threeds/?p=842&amp;amp;PHPSESSID=bb1c1eb3606c85d1b289f548ded63f63"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; from the ThreeDs blog in order to have a more balanced understanding. Please take the time to read and meditate on both.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R8dsCUD4eyI/AAAAAAAAAbc/rHlVSXclpdg/s1600-h/Scales.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172221484058835746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R8dsCUD4eyI/AAAAAAAAAbc/rHlVSXclpdg/s320/Scales.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heaven's "Whoever" Policy&lt;br /&gt;by Max Lucado &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“. . . whoever believes in him shall not perish . . .”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some years ago I took a copy of God’s “whoever” policy to California. I wanted to show it to my Uncle Billy. He’d been scheduled to visit my home, but bone cancer had thwarted his plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle reminded me much of my father: squared like a blast furnace, ruddy as a leather basketball. They shared the same West Texas roots, penchant for cigars, and blue-collar work ethic. But I wasn’t sure if they shared the same faith. So after several planes, two shuttles, and a rental-car road trip, I reached Uncle Billy’s house only to learn he was back in the hospital. No visitors. Maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He felt better the next day. Good enough to come home. I went to see him. Cancer had taken its toll and his strength. The recliner entombed his body. He recognized me yet dozed as I chatted with his wife and friends. He scarcely opened his eyes. People came and went, and I began to wonder if I would have the chance to ask the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the guests stepped out onto the lawn and left me alone with my uncle. I slid my chair next to his, took his skin-taut hand, and wasted no words. “Bill, are you ready to go to heaven?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes, for the first time, popped open. Saucer wide. His head lifted. Doubt laced his response: “I think I am.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you want to be sure?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh yes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our brief talk ended with a prayer for grace. We both said “amen,” and I soon left. Uncle Billy died within days. Did he wake up in heaven? According to the parable of the eleventh hour workers, he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some struggle with such a thought. A last-minute confessor receives the same grace as a lifetime servant? Doesn’t seem fair. The workers in the parable complained too. So the landowner, and God, explained the prerogative of ownership: “Am I not allowed to do what I choose with what belongs to me?” (v. Matt. 20:15 RSV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Request grace with your dying breath, and God hears your prayer. Whoever means “whenever.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more: whoever means “wherever.” Wherever you are, you’re not too far to come home. &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/1862445251189189530-9135584621804622245?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/9135584621804622245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=9135584621804622245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/9135584621804622245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/9135584621804622245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/heavens-whoever-policy.html' title='Heaven&apos;s &quot;Whoever&quot; Policy'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R8dsCUD4eyI/AAAAAAAAAbc/rHlVSXclpdg/s72-c/Scales.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-3423851087297891187</id><published>2008-02-28T12:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T12:39:47.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>GTPJ Easter Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I kind of realize that this is the first proper post that's been written since we started this blog but hey, I appreciate the predictability of finding my daily devotionals here! So thanks for putting it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you guys didn't know, Easter is coming your way and REALLLL soon! Rehearsals have been going on for sometime now and it's pulling together, but we certainly need your prayers to cover the team so please remember us when you're praying :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of avenues to serve: make-up, building props, ushering, etc...so be sure to sign-up and avail yourselves aight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when, where and what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BROKE&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date :&lt;/strong&gt; March 21-22, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time :&lt;/strong&gt; 8.00pm Venue: Glad Tidings Petaling Jaya (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gtpj.com/images/map_gtpj_eng.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;map&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;No. 6, Jalan 13/4,&lt;br /&gt;46200 Petaling Jaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;URL :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gtpj.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;http://www.gtpj.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.broken2008.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;http://www.broken2008.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; (link us &amp;amp; spread the word!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GTPJ Presents.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-t0c_T7RNoM&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-3423851087297891187?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/3423851087297891187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=3423851087297891187' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3423851087297891187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3423851087297891187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/gtpj-easter-drama.html' title='GTPJ Easter Drama'/><author><name>hweeyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09943032609285700311</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-1862445251189189530.post-5827651327978378752</id><published>2008-02-28T11:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:23.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Knowing Versus Doing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R8Yp2a3MuEI/AAAAAAAAAbU/1_Zik9lQROg/s1600-h/Urgency.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171867236982110274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R8Yp2a3MuEI/AAAAAAAAAbU/1_Zik9lQROg/s320/Urgency.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knowing Versus Doing&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I want to know Christ and the power of His resurrection...." &lt;/em&gt;~ Philippians 3:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I asked you the purpose for which God made you, what might you say? You might give a lot of answers that required some action on your part. However, the simplest answer to that question relates to one primary thing: fellowship. The most important thing God desires from us today is to have a deep and intimate fellowship with each of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apostle Paul said he wanted to know Christ, and by knowing Christ he could experience the power of His resurrection. I find this to be the hardest thing for many of us workplace believers to do. So often it is much easier to be busy with the urgent (or even Christian) activity than spending quiet moments before the Lord. Before we realize it, days have passed since our last quiet time with Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus understood how important quiet moments were with the Father. "After He had dismissed them, He went up on a mountainside by Himself to pray. When evening came, He was there alone" (Mt. 14:23). The more mature I become in my relationship with the Lord, the more precious this time becomes to me. It is a time I look forward to almost daily. It offers me a time to reflect, to share my concerns with my Lord, and to hear Him speak. In the last few years I have begun prayer walks, which accomplish three things: fellowship, prayer, and exercise. It has changed my prayer life. I have come to understand that Jesus views us as His friend and He wants to spend time with us. We are depriving Him of His time when we put Him aside for the urgent. An interesting thing happens when we make prayer a priority: Urgent things seem to wane as we focus on Him. He makes all these other things fall into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you taking the time to get to know Him today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-5827651327978378752?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/5827651327978378752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=5827651327978378752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5827651327978378752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5827651327978378752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotionals_28.html' title='Knowing Versus Doing'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R8Yp2a3MuEI/AAAAAAAAAbU/1_Zik9lQROg/s72-c/Urgency.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-5170095623995400988</id><published>2008-02-27T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:23.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Fruitful Suffering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R8TlnK3MuDI/AAAAAAAAAbM/nM6QEVbHhyQ/s1600-h/Deep+roots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R8TlnK3MuDI/AAAAAAAAAbM/nM6QEVbHhyQ/s320/Deep+roots.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171510733221705778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fruitful Suffering&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Os Hillman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..."It is because God has made me fruitful in the land of my suffering."&lt;/em&gt; ~ Genesis 41:52&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph named his second son Ephraim. Ephraim was given to him after he had been delivered from his suffering of 13 years. Joseph said that he named him this because God had made him fruitful in the land of his suffering. Ephraim means "twice fruitful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph was fruitful in two instances. He was fruitful during his time of adversity and in his prosperity. When God brings us into a time of suffering, it can be a fruitful time. It's rare for us to see the fruit during the suffering period. But know that the roots are going deep into the spiritual soil of our soul because of our pressing in to God during our time of suffering. This is producing a work in our character that cannot be seen until it finishes the process. Such was the case for Joseph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not until several years after such a time of suffering that I began to see the fruit of the trials that the Lord allowed me to experience. How grateful I am to understand some of the "why" that has led to a new life in Him that I would never have had without this period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samson had great anointing but lacked character. We see many today who have great anointing yet lack character. But God is rising up Josephs who not only have great anointing for these days but also great character. Suffering produces character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find yourself in a time of suffering, now is the time to press into God. Let your roots grow deeper. Whenever there is a famine, tree roots are forced to drive deeper into the soil to find water. These times are designed to create such a deep-rooted faith that our natures will be changed forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-5170095623995400988?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/5170095623995400988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=5170095623995400988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5170095623995400988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5170095623995400988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotionals_27.html' title='Fruitful Suffering'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R8TlnK3MuDI/AAAAAAAAAbM/nM6QEVbHhyQ/s72-c/Deep+roots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-1839545798063389607</id><published>2008-02-26T14:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:23.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Spiritual Warfare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R8Os6K3MuCI/AAAAAAAAAbE/McxusH-58k8/s1600-h/Armor-of-God.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R8Os6K3MuCI/AAAAAAAAAbE/McxusH-58k8/s320/Armor-of-God.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171166912499726370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spiritual Warfare&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For our struggle is not against flesh and blood...&lt;/em&gt; ~ Ephesians 6:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard someone say, "I will never do business with another Christian"? I hear this comment quite often in my dealings with Christian workplace believers. This comment represents the battle that rages against us by the enemy of our soul to destroy the witness and effectiveness of Christian workplace believers. We must realize that we are in a war - a war for the souls of men, a war to discredit all that a Christian stands for, a war that is designed to divide Christian against Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan's ploy in the life of Christian workplace believers is to do several things to make them ineffective as soldiers in the workplace. First, he wants to discredit them by allowing them to fail other people in their professional services. This often shows up in failing to perform what they committed to do or performing in an unsatisfactory way. Sometimes, this is a result of a downright failure of the workplace believer to perform with excellence. In other cases, it may be a misunderstanding in the midst of the service that causes strife and division instigated by the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result in both cases is the same: a division among Christians and even non-Christians, further resulting in a damaged witness for Christ. The apostle Peter admonishes us to "live such good lives among the pagans that, though they accuse you of doing wrong, they may see your good deeds and glorify God on the day He visits us" (1 Pet. 2:12).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when each of us is thrust into situations out of our control. Sometimes this results in our inability to pay a bill on time, or to deliver a service. Defeating satan in these battles requires extra communication with those with whom we are dealing. If the motive of your heart is to do right, then God will give you favor in order to work through these difficult spots. Ask God today to show you where the enemy is seeking to make you ineffective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wage a spiritual war that is not flesh and blood. We must fight this war with spiritual weapons applied to practical daily living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-1839545798063389607?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/1839545798063389607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=1839545798063389607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1839545798063389607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1839545798063389607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotionals_26.html' title='Spiritual Warfare'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R8Os6K3MuCI/AAAAAAAAAbE/McxusH-58k8/s72-c/Armor-of-God.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-65918482270458115</id><published>2008-02-25T12:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:23.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Godly Rewards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R8JIVK3Mt6I/AAAAAAAAAaE/srRWpBwY_h0/s1600-h/reward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R8JIVK3Mt6I/AAAAAAAAAaE/srRWpBwY_h0/s320/reward.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170774850705078178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godly Rewards&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have said, "It is futile to serve God. What did we gain by carrying out His requirements and going about like mourners before the Lord Almighty? But now we call the arrogant blessed. Certainly the evildoers prosper, and even those who challenge God escape."&lt;/em&gt; ~ Malachi 3:14-15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt that serving God had little reward and the ungodly seemed actually to be more blessed than you? This is what the people of God felt. God heard their cry and responded through the prophet Malachi to explain God's view on this matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then those who feared the Lord talked with each other, and the Lord listened and heard. A scroll of remembrance was written in His presence concerning those who feared the Lord and honored His name. "They will be Mine," says the Lord Almighty, "in the day when I take up My treasured possession. I will spare them, just as in compassion a man spares his son who serves him. And you will again see the distinction between the righteous and the wicked, between those who serve God and those who do not" (Malachi 3:16-18).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice that after the people complained about this, they began to talk to each other, and the Lord listened and heard. God had been taking note of those who were serving Him and honoring Him. There is a day coming in which God will honor His "treasured possessions." We will see that there is a distinction between the righteous and the wicked on that day when "the sun of righteousness will rise with healing in its wings. And you will go out and leap like calves released from the stall" (Mal. 4:2). What a beautiful picture of what we will feel like on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God rewards faithful obedience. It often requires patience, suffering, and perseverance. Be of good cheer; He will reward you if you faint not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-65918482270458115?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/65918482270458115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=65918482270458115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/65918482270458115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/65918482270458115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotionals_25.html' title='Godly Rewards'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R8JIVK3Mt6I/AAAAAAAAAaE/srRWpBwY_h0/s72-c/reward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-3261118361870349234</id><published>2008-02-24T12:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:24.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>A Man Who Has God's Favor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R8EALq3Mt5I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/1QPzKMhs1uk/s1600-h/mentor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R8EALq3Mt5I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/1QPzKMhs1uk/s320/mentor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170414047682410386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A Man Who Has God's Favor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Os Hillman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...Let us go with you, because we have heard that God is with you." &lt;/em&gt;~ Zechariah 8:23 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Few men of God have become extraordinary people of faith without the influence of mentors. A mentor is one who takes responsibility for the spiritual and, sometimes, physical care of another. It requires a commitment from the teacher and the student. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Elijah mentored Elisha. Elisha became one of the greatest prophets in the entire Bible. One of the primary reasons for this was Elisha's hunger. Elisha wanted a double portion of Elijah's spirit. It was this hunger that drove Elisha to be sold out to God's purposes for his life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have been privileged to have had many mentors throughout my spiritual life. In each stage of my maturity, God brought new mentors who had unique gifts that the previous mentor did not have. God has given me the hunger to desire a double portion of those positive attributes of my mentors. This desire is sorely missing among many today. I fail to see the hunger among many who could be used greatly in the Kingdom. Instead, the cares of this world distract them. It is an attitude of a la carte versus an attitude of pressing in to the full measure of what God might have for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Who are the people of God He has placed in your life? Are you learning from them? Are you seeking a double portion of their anointing? What prevents you from gaining from their wisdom and experience? God may have brought them into your life to prepare you to be a man or woman of God with great anointing. However, there is a time of training and waiting to prove out your own faith. Ask God today if there is someone He would have you mentor or be mentored by.&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/1862445251189189530-3261118361870349234?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/3261118361870349234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=3261118361870349234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3261118361870349234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3261118361870349234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotional_24.html' title='A Man Who Has God&apos;s Favor'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03060991593469433866</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/_JUONEJqecxE/R8EALq3Mt5I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/1QPzKMhs1uk/s72-c/mentor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-83298418897996831</id><published>2008-02-23T01:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:24.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Paneled Houses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7-2n63Mt4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/WVw6MCy3y8U/s1600-h/Church+ruins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7-2n63Mt4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/WVw6MCy3y8U/s320/Church+ruins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170051694176548738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paneled Houses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Os Hillman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Is it a time for you yourselves to be living in your paneled houses, while this house remains a ruin?" ~ &lt;/em&gt;Haggai 1:4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There is a crisis of grand proportions in the spiritual house of God today. The moral fiber of our world has eroded. Greed, idolatry, and pleasure are the gods of our day. And it is no different in the Body of Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The prophet Haggai wrote about a people who had lost concern for the need to build God's house because they were so focused on their own worldly needs. It is a dangerous place to get with God. When our world begins to focus around increasing our pleasure, building bigger and better homes, and failing to make what is important to God important in our own lives, this should be a warning to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Jesus entered the temple area and drove out all who were buying and selling there. He overturned the tables of the moneychangers and the benches of those selling doves. "It is written," He said to them, " 'My house will be called a house of prayer,' but you are making it a 'den of robbers' " (Matthew. 21:12-13). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Jesus came into Jerusalem and found the workplace believers buying and selling in the temple. As far as they knew, this was an acceptable practice in their day. Their fathers did it, and now they were doing it. It was business as usual. Jesus got angry, turned over the tables, and said that His house was a house of prayer. He found the workplace believers of the day seeing His house as a place for profit, not prayer. They had stepped into a place of complacency that was not acceptable to the Lord. When we begin to blend in with the moral condition of an ungodly world, we begin losing God's perspective on life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It is easy to begin blending in with our culture and to accept what is being modeled by the ungodly. God called us to be salt in a world that needs much salt. "You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled by men" (Mt. 5:13). Each of us must ask ourselves if we have lost our salt. Are we having an impact on our world? Or is our world having an impact on us? Ask God to give you a vision for how you can be salt to your world today.&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/1862445251189189530-83298418897996831?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/83298418897996831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=83298418897996831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/83298418897996831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/83298418897996831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotional.html' title='Paneled Houses'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03060991593469433866</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/_JUONEJqecxE/R7-2n63Mt4I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/WVw6MCy3y8U/s72-c/Church+ruins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-7041119149667252231</id><published>2008-02-22T11:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:24.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Loose Your Donkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(82,7,2)"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loose Your Donkey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Os Hillman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R75hkK3Mt1I/AAAAAAAAAZc/uJTw0htZ2R4/s1600-h/He+ain%27t+heavy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R75hkK3Mt1I/AAAAAAAAAZc/uJTw0htZ2R4/s320/He+ain%27t+heavy.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169676696286967634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;..."Go to the village ahead of you, and at once you will find a donkey tied there, with her colt by her. Untie them and bring them to Me. If anyone says anything to you, tell him that the Lord needs them...."&lt;/i&gt; ~ Matthew 21:2-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A donkey was an animal of commerce in Jesus' day. It was used to carry great burdens of goods from place to place and it was known as the "beast of the burden." The donkey in Matthew 21 was surely owned by a village workplace believer. But Jesus told His disciples to fetch the donkey for "He had need of it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This donkey played an important part in Jesus' triumphal entry into Jerusalem. It was a day that was the culmination of three years of ministry. Jesus chose to use a vehicle of commerce to bring Him into His most important public display. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We are entering a time in our own history in which God is saying to workplace believers, "Loose your donkey for My purposes. I have need of it." God is preparing His Church to be a vessel for ushering in a great harvest of souls. He is preparing His remnant of workplace believers, who are like a tribe within the Church, to be a major force in this great harvest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"He will tether his donkey to a vine, his colt to the choicest branch; he will wash his garments in wine, his robes in the blood of grapes. His eyes will be darker than wine, his teeth whiter than milk" (Gen. 49:11-12). Is your donkey tied to the living Vine, the choicest branch of Jesus Himself? When we are tied to the living Vine, designed for His use, we will be useful in God's Kingdom. Jesus wants to free us from the bondage of work slavery; He wants us to walk in freedom so that others may see God's grace flowing through us and our place in the work world. Is your donkey available for His use? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today, ask Jesus to allow the Vine to flow through you in every area of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-7041119149667252231?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/7041119149667252231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=7041119149667252231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/7041119149667252231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/7041119149667252231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotionals_22.html' title='Loose Your Donkey'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03060991593469433866</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/_JUONEJqecxE/R75hkK3Mt1I/AAAAAAAAAZc/uJTw0htZ2R4/s72-c/He+ain%27t+heavy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-4210776798534335071</id><published>2008-02-21T10:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:24.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Seeing Through God's Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7zlVa3Mt0I/AAAAAAAAAZU/cm6v5trb5Rg/s1600-h/Grace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7zlVa3Mt0I/AAAAAAAAAZU/cm6v5trb5Rg/s320/Grace.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169258628465342274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seeing Through God's Eyes&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"They mourned and wept and fasted till evening for Saul and his son Jonathan, and for the army of the Lord and the house of Israel, because they had fallen by the sword."&lt;/em&gt; ~ 2 Samuel 1:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you respond if you heard something bad happened to someone who had been trying to cut off your head for several years? King Saul had been seeking to kill David for many years before Saul was thrust into battle against the Amalekites. In this final battle, a sword killed Saul. When the news reached David, instead of rejoicing that his enemy was no longer a problem for him, he responded in a totally different manner. He mourned. Imagine that; he mourned for the one who sought to kill him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a sign of one who can look past an individual who is the source of pain and consider how God views him. God looks on that individual and sees his needs and knows why he responds the way he does. When we begin to see people as God does, we'll no longer look at them as enemies, but as souls in need of grace. This is how Jesus could give of His life for us. He saw our great need, not what we did to Him. When someone wrongs you, do you seek to retaliate, or do you pray to understand the need behind the offender's actions? For several years a person was a source of constant pain and retaliation toward me. There was nothing I could do to change it. God allowed me to go beyond the person's actions to understand what was the source of his need. When I gained that understanding, God gave me a picture of this person inside a prison cell and in bondage. This bondage made him respond to life in this way. I was able to pray for him and genuinely love him in spite of the fact that he persecuted me. This is the kind of love Jesus wants us to have when He tells us to love our enemies and pray for those who spitefully use us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe God does a special work of grace in those who go beyond the realm of normal response to persecution. He brings us to a level of grace we never thought possible. Describing how God worked in Joseph's life, Francis Frangipane reveals what happens when we tap into this grace:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God made him fruitful in the very things that afflicted him. In the land of your affliction, in your battle, is the place where God will make you fruitful. Consider, even now, the area of greatest affliction in your life. In that area, God will make you fruitful in such a way that your heart will be fully satisfied, and God's heart fully glorified. God has not promised to keep us from valleys and sufferings, but to make us fruitful in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Francis Frangipane, Place of Immunity (Cedar Rapids, Iowa: Arrow Publications, 1996), 93]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-4210776798534335071?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/4210776798534335071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=4210776798534335071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/4210776798534335071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/4210776798534335071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/seeing-through-gods-eyes-by-os-hillman.html' title='Seeing Through God&apos;s Eyes'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R7zlVa3Mt0I/AAAAAAAAAZU/cm6v5trb5Rg/s72-c/Grace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-2092580943440221358</id><published>2008-02-20T12:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:24.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Saved From Such Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7uuea3MtzI/AAAAAAAAAZM/aFuJIjN1wY4/s1600-h/Money.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7uuea3MtzI/AAAAAAAAAZM/aFuJIjN1wY4/s320/Money.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168916834967926578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saved From Such Men&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Lord, by Your hand save me from such men, from men of this world whose reward is in this life...&lt;/em&gt; ~ Psalm 17:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I travel over the ocean, I am always reminded of the seemingly insignificant time we have on this earth. I often imagine dropping a glass of water out the window of the jet into the huge body of water below. The Lord then reminds me that this is how my life is compared to eternity - a mere drop in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, every day millions of people will go to work seeking to gain that elusive thing called success. The rewards of this life continue to provide the incentive for 60-hour weeks or the extra weekend away from the family. Sometimes we get entrenched in the message of the world. This message is an appealing, seductive call to sell out eternity for the temporal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Christian businessman, I fell for this for many years until the Lord allowed me to wake up. It took some severe wake-up calls, but they did their job. I'm so grateful the Lord cares enough to give us these wake-up calls. He knows what real life is about. We think we know what it is, only to learn once again that real life is only in what is built on eternity. How does this verse line up with where you are today? Are you building around a world whose reward is in this lifetime, or an eternal one? Do those with whom you associate live in such a way that they demonstrate their reward is not concerning this life? Jesus said to seek first His Kingdom and all these things will be added. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-2092580943440221358?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/2092580943440221358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=2092580943440221358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2092580943440221358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2092580943440221358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotionals_20.html' title='Saved From Such Men'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R7uuea3MtzI/AAAAAAAAAZM/aFuJIjN1wY4/s72-c/Money.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-1261250675304697238</id><published>2008-02-19T09:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:25.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Weapons of Warfare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7ozf63MtyI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ehy5iCaDzp8/s1600-h/Worms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7ozf63MtyI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ehy5iCaDzp8/s320/Worms.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168500145830803234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weapons of Warfare&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Beat your plowshares into swords and your pruning hooks into spears." &lt;/em&gt;~ Joel 3:10a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this third chapter of Joel, we hear the prophet describe a time yet to come. It will be a time of great harvest on the earth, and this verse describes the catalyst. A plowshare is an agricultural instrument used to till the soil. At this point in history, it was a tool that spoke of one's vocation. However, the prophet was speaking of a time yet to come. The prophet described the plowshare as an instrument that will be turned into a sword. The sword is often used in the Bible to describe God's Word. The only way a plowshare can be turned into a sword is for it to go through extreme heat, and then the blacksmith must beat that plowshare into shape. Heat and punishment of the metal turns that plowshare into an instrument of battle. God must do this in each of our lives in order for us to be useable as a worthy sword. We are all in a battle - a spiritual battle. Paul describes our battle as one against the principalities of the unseen world. I believe God is going to raise up many in the workplace to use their plowshare as a weapon of righteousness in these last days. That weapon won't be used for destruction, but as a weapon of love. That weapon of love will yield a great harvest in our lifetime. But this is only part of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is also going to turn our pruning hooks into spears. A pruning hook is used in two ways. First, it is used to prune a tree for greater growth and productivity. It is also used to cut the fruit from taller trees in which one cannot reach the fruit. This fruit from our vocation is going to be cast forth like a spear, but even more as seed planted to bring the harvest of which Joel speaks. Fruit from our work life is often the financial rewards generated. God wants to use our finances and everything else for His purposes. We must use our vocations and the fruit that comes from them as seed to bring the great harvest that God is planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you using your plowshare and your pruning hook for God's glory today? Ask God to show you how He wants to use your skills, resources, and relationships to prepare for the great harvest He has planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-1261250675304697238?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/1261250675304697238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=1261250675304697238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1261250675304697238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1261250675304697238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotionals_19.html' title='Weapons of Warfare'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R7ozf63MtyI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ehy5iCaDzp8/s72-c/Worms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-186462286799257247</id><published>2008-02-18T11:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:25.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Hard Hearted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7j8cq3MtwI/AAAAAAAAAY0/tYCpaJmyTmA/s1600-h/heartstone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7j8cq3MtwI/AAAAAAAAAY0/tYCpaJmyTmA/s320/heartstone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168158141879990018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hard Hearted&lt;br /&gt;by Max Lucado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hardhearted people are hopelessly confused. Their minds are full of darkness; they wander far from the life God gives because they have closed their minds and hardened their hearts against him. They have no sense of shame. They live for lustful pleasure and eagerly practice every kind of impurity.&lt;/em&gt; ~ Eph. 4:17-19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hard heart ruins, no only your life, but the lives of your family members. As an example, Jesus identified the hard heart as the wrecking ball of a marriage. When asked about divorce, Jesus said, “Moses permitted you to divorce your wives because our hearts were hard. But it was not this way from the beginning.” (Matt. 19:8) When one or both people in a marriage stop trusting God to save it, they sign its death certificate. They reject the very one who can help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My executive assistant, Karen Hill, saw the result of such stubbornness in a pasture. A cow stuck her nose into a paint can and couldn’t shake it off. Can-nosed cows can’t breathe very well, and they can’t drink or eat at all. Both the cow and her calf were in danger. A serious bovine bind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen’s family set out to help. But when the cow saw the rescuers coming, she set out for pasture. They pursued, but the cow escaped. They chased that cow for three days! Each time the posse drew near, the cow ran. Finally, using pickup trucks and ropes, they cornered and de-canned the cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen any can-nosed people lately? Malnourished souls? Dehydrated hearts? People who can’t take a deep breath? All because they stuck their noses where they shouldn’t, and when God came to help, they ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When billions of us imitate the cow, chaos erupts. Nations of bull-headed people ducking God and bumping into each other. We scamper, starve, and struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can-nosed craziness. Isn’t this the world we see? This is the world God sees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, this is the world God loves. “For God so loved the world…” This hard-hearted, stiff-necked world. We stick our noses where we shouldn’t; still, he pursues us. We run from the very one who can help, but he doesn’t give up. He loves. He pursues. He persists. And, every so often, a heart starts to soften.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let yours be one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my daughters were small, they liked to play with Play-Doh. They formed figures out of the soft clay. If they forgot to place the lid on the can, the substance hardened. When it did, they brought it to me. My hand were bigger. My fingers stronger. I could mold the stony stuff into putty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your heart hard? Take it to your Father. You’re only a prayer away from tenderness. You live in a hard world, but you don’t have to live with a hard heart. &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/1862445251189189530-186462286799257247?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/186462286799257247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=186462286799257247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/186462286799257247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/186462286799257247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotionals_18.html' title='Hard Hearted'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R7j8cq3MtwI/AAAAAAAAAY0/tYCpaJmyTmA/s72-c/heartstone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-5884156196676740178</id><published>2008-02-15T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:25.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>CNY bash tonight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7U6Vq3MttI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Eg9eLKpBbmA/s1600-h/cnybash1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167100291434985170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7U6Vq3MttI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Eg9eLKpBbmA/s320/cnybash1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4½ hours more until our CNY party! We have around 22 people that have confirmed and counting. If anyone needs directions, just give Le Roy or myself a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're curious to know who did up the beautiful flyer on short notice, its none other than our dashing, creative genius, Le Roy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leng chai loh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7VACa3MtvI/AAAAAAAAAYs/uT0WSPS9NNQ/s1600-h/Le+Roy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7VACa3MtvI/AAAAAAAAAYs/uT0WSPS9NNQ/s320/Le+Roy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167106557792270066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-5884156196676740178?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/5884156196676740178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=5884156196676740178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5884156196676740178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5884156196676740178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-bash-tonight.html' title='CNY bash tonight!'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R7U6Vq3MttI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Eg9eLKpBbmA/s72-c/cnybash1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-805617166203892855</id><published>2008-02-15T14:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:26.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Having Eyes for One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7Urmq3MtsI/AAAAAAAAAYU/tUuXVttISpo/s1600-h/Jesus+calms+the+storm.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7Urmq3MtsI/AAAAAAAAAYU/tUuXVttISpo/s320/Jesus+calms+the+storm.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167084090818344642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Having Eyes for One&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Then they were willing to take Him into the boat, and immediately the boat reached the shore where they were heading." &lt;/em&gt;~ John 6:21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The disciples were traveling across the lake to Capernaum when a strong wind arose and the waters grew rough. Suddenly they saw a figure on the water, and they were terrified until Jesus called out to them and identified Himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that the first thing we do when unexpected calamities or even something that we have never experienced before comes into our life? We panic until we can see that God is behind these events in our lives. In Romans, Paul tells us that, "from Him and through Him and to Him are all things. To Him be the glory forever! Amen" (Rom. 11:36). God has an eternal filter in which nothing can touch us unless He permits it. Even satan must have permission to touch us. And God may even use satan for His own ends, as in the case of Job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God shows us a second principle in this story. The Scriptures say when the disciples were willing to take Jesus into the boat, they reached the shore where they were heading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was faced with some very difficult circumstances in my business. I had no income for some time, and I saw no immediate remedy to the situation. The circumstances created fear in my heart. The anxiety began to grow until, one day after my evening prayer walk, the Lord said, "How long do you want to keep your eyes on the circumstances instead of Me? Do you think I have brought you this far to throw you into the water?" The truth was that I was halfway in already because my eyes were looking at the "big waves" surrounding my boat. One night, in a support group for divorced men, the leader asked each of us to keep our eyes on two men who were going to walk from the room. One man represented Jesus, the other, our circumstances. "Now, I want you to keep your eyes on both people," he said. The men stood up and began walking across the room in opposite directions. It was impossible to keep looking at each of them at the same time. So we had to choose which we would focus on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson was clear. We could not keep our eyes on Jesus and our circumstance at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-805617166203892855?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/805617166203892855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=805617166203892855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/805617166203892855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/805617166203892855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotionals_15.html' title='Having Eyes for One'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R7Urmq3MtsI/AAAAAAAAAYU/tUuXVttISpo/s72-c/Jesus+calms+the+storm.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-2117441333090604393</id><published>2008-02-14T10:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:26.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Time to Hear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7Oj563MtrI/AAAAAAAAAYM/BD9QTyJw-zo/s1600-h/listen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7Oj563MtrI/AAAAAAAAAYM/BD9QTyJw-zo/s320/listen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166653412972738226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time to Hear&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He who loves Me will be loved by My Father, and I too will love him and show Myself to him.&lt;/em&gt; ~ John 14:21b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in a day of 12-step programs for this, four points to success for that, and all forms of programmed means of becoming successful. Have you ever wondered how you can guarantee a greater revelation of Jesus in your life? Jesus tells us how this can be done. It is all tied to obedience. In John, He tells us the following: "Whoever has My commands and obeys them, he is the one who loves Me. He who loves Me will be loved by My Father, and I too will love him and show Myself to him" (Jn. 14:21). The key here is in the last three words. He will show Himself to us because of our loving Him through our obedience. The more obedient we become, the more revelation of His presence we will feel in our life. Jeremiah tells us, "Call to Me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know" (Jer. 33:3).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Christians wonder why they cannot hear or sense God's presence in their life. It is because they do not seek Him with a whole heart, and they are not obedient to the things He has asked. God does not show us the next move until we are obedient to the first thing He has spoken to us. It is a progressive process. He entrusts the small things to us first, then moves us to the larger. I was like many today who are so focused on seeking the activity of God rather than seeking God Himself. Hebrews tells us that God rewards those who diligently seek Him. In the Old Testament we are told, "But if from there you seek the Lord your God, you will find Him if you look for Him with all your heart and with all your soul" (Deut. 4:29).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized if I was going to hear God's voice, I had to make time to seek Him and hear Him. I had to spend focused time alone reading, studying, and seeking His face only. Jesus set the model for this when He often left the crowds to be alone and seek His heavenly Father. I also had to tune my "radio" to His frequency. Static comes into that frequency when I am disobedient. My level of seeking determines the power of my "radio" to reach Him. The more I seek Him, the more I hear Him. Seek the Lord today so that you may be empowered by His presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-2117441333090604393?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/2117441333090604393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=2117441333090604393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2117441333090604393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2117441333090604393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotionals_14.html' title='Time to Hear'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R7Oj563MtrI/AAAAAAAAAYM/BD9QTyJw-zo/s72-c/listen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-5746080396724480109</id><published>2008-02-13T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:26.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Worthless Idols</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7KKAa3MtqI/AAAAAAAAAYE/fq1GvH8kpeY/s1600-h/Jonah.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166343462362855074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7KKAa3MtqI/AAAAAAAAAYE/fq1GvH8kpeY/s320/Jonah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worthless Idols&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Those who cling to worthless idols forfeit the grace that could be theirs."&lt;/em&gt; ~ Jonah 2:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever exercised your will over the will of God? Have you ever been so willful that you were going to go your own way no matter what God said? If so, you have been at the same place as the prophet Jonah. God called Jonah to deliver a message to God's people as a warning. Jonah flatly refused. It was Jonah's will over God's. Guess who won?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about willpower; Jonah had it! In fact, he was so rebellious toward God's will that he got on a ship to go the opposite direction. But he couldn't go far enough. The omnipotence of God caught up with Jonah, and he was hurled overboard when the seas became rough and the ship's crew figured Jonah was the source of their problems. Overboard he went and into the belly of that big fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has a way of getting us to rethink our decisions, to reconsider our position. In fact, we see the extent of Jonah's willfulness by the amount of time he was willing to hang out in the belly of that fish - three full days. Then, Jonah decides enough is enough! Obedience is better than this fish belly and seaweed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From inside the fish, Jonah prayed to the Lord his God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said: "In my distress I called to the Lord, and He answered me. From the depths of the grave I called for help, and You listened to my cry. You hurled me into the deep, into the very heart of the seas, and the currents swirled about me; all Your waves and breakers swept over me. I said, 'I have been banished from Your sight; yet I will look again toward Your holy temple.' The engulfing waters threatened me, the deep surrounded me; seaweed was wrapped around my head. To the roots of the mountains I sank down; the earth beneath barred me in forever. But You brought my life up from the pit, O Lord my God. When my life was ebbing away, I remembered You, Lord, and my prayer rose to You, to Your holy temple. Those who cling to worthless idols forfeit the grace that could be theirs. But I, with a song of thanksgiving, will sacrifice to You. What I have vowed I will make good. Salvation comes from the Lord." And the Lord commanded the fish, and it vomited Jonah onto dry land. Then the word of the Lord came to Jonah a second time: "Go to the great city of Nineveh and proclaim to it the message I give you." Jonah obeyed the word of the Lord and went to Nineveh (Jonah 2:2-3:3a).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of realizing his own calamity, Jonah made a seemingly out-of-context statement: "Those who cling to worthless idols forfeit the grace that could be theirs." Jonah was thinking of the sailors who threw him overboard and how they prayed to worthless idols. In the business world, we rub shoulders with those who cling to worthless idols every day. How tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this story's primary message is for every believer. And I can identify with Jonah. There's been many a man placed in the "belly of the fish" to encourage him to fulfill the purposes of God for which He called him. Jonah's situation changed immediately upon his obedience. Obedience is a mysterious thing. Jesus had to learn it through the things He suffered (see Heb. 5:8). If Jesus had to learn obedience through suffering, what does that mean for you and me? Sometimes willing obedience requires encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-5746080396724480109?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/5746080396724480109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=5746080396724480109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5746080396724480109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5746080396724480109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotionals_13.html' title='Worthless Idols'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R7KKAa3MtqI/AAAAAAAAAYE/fq1GvH8kpeY/s72-c/Jonah.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-5582636475247376837</id><published>2008-02-12T10:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:27.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Becoming a Fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7EH463MtpI/AAAAAAAAAX8/tAwwtqu-QeU/s1600-h/Super+Fool.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7EH463MtpI/AAAAAAAAAX8/tAwwtqu-QeU/s320/Super+Fool.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165918922025514642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Becoming a Fool&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge, but fools despise wisdom and discipline."&lt;/em&gt; ~ Proverbs 1:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marvin Wilson, author of Our Father Abraham, has written incisively about the various meanings for our word "fool":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Biblical wisdom literature, the pupils of the sages and mentors are the unwise, often termed "fools" (Prov. 1:7) or "simple one" (1:22). In wisdom literature, the different levels of fools - both young and old - are the raw material on which the sages had to work, and they represent the varying degrees of rawness. Perhaps as much as anything else, the term fool is descriptive of an attitude, bent of mind, or direction in life, which needs correcting. The various Hebrew words for fool occur more than a hundred times in the book of Proverbs. [Marvin Wilson, Our Father Abraham (Grand Rapids, Michigan: Wm. B. Eerdmans Publishing Company, 1989), 284-286.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reference to someone being a fool was not necessarily a negative term. A simple fool, or peti, was a person who made mistakes, but quickly righted them and was restored to fellowship with God and with others. King David was a simple fool, one who made mistakes, but kept a repentant heart toward God. This is why God did not turn away from him for his many sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardened fool, kesil and ewil, makes mistakes, but never learns from them and will not listen to others. Such people can expect God's reproof to continue and will eat the fruit of their own way (see Prov. 1:31-32). The hardened fool "returns to his own vomit." King Saul was a hardened fool, one who made mistakes and continued in them even after realizing he was wrong. We're going to err in our ways. The question is, once we know we have made a mistake before God, do we make the necessary adjustments that will allow Him to intervene on our behalf? And will we avoid the same course of action in the future? God says that if we do, He will pour out His Spirit on us (see Prov. 1:23). He will make known His words to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third level of fool mentioned in Proverbs is the mocking fool or letz. The mocking fool mocks the things of God. This word means "scoffer" or "scorner." When you encounter cynical people who disregard the things of God, you know these people are "mocking fools."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth level of fool is the God-denying fool or nabal. This term relates to the morally wicked person who ignores the disgrace he brings on his family and who despises holiness (see Prov. 17:21). This person says, "There is no God." By failing to acknowledge God for who He is, the nabal declares himself to be a "God-denying" fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found that it is helpful to try to understand if people are teachable. Are they simple fools, those who make mistakes but seek to learn from them? I can work with those people. But if I sense I am working with a hardened fool, I know I should not spend much time on that person. Jesus did not spend much time trying to convince the rich young ruler. He presented truth, and let him make his decision. Some people must get broken before they can become simple fools. Sometimes it is simply better to let satan chew on people until the ground is fertile enough to present truth to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-5582636475247376837?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/5582636475247376837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=5582636475247376837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5582636475247376837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5582636475247376837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotionals_12.html' title='Becoming a Fool'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R7EH463MtpI/AAAAAAAAAX8/tAwwtqu-QeU/s72-c/Super+Fool.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-5221932897078137343</id><published>2008-02-08T20:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:27.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>You Want Me to Do What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7EHKq3MtoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/kyTzIsPjpVw/s1600-h/Net+fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7EHKq3MtoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/kyTzIsPjpVw/s320/Net+fish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165918127456564866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)font-size:100%;" &gt;You Want Me to Do What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;..."Throw your net on the right side of the boat and you will find some."&lt;/i&gt; - John 21:6a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The disciples were fishing. It was after Jesus had been crucified. Peter had gone through his most agonizing moment in which he had denied Jesus three times. He had lost a friend. No doubt he probably wondered whether the last three years were a dream. What now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Peter had been prepared three years, but he was not going out to preach; he was going fishing. He had returned to his trade of days gone by. He had a level of experience with Jesus that no other human on earth can boast. This was the third encounter he was about to have with Jesus after His resurrection. Jesus looked to Peter and John in their boat and made a suggestion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Friends, haven't you any fish?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"No," they answered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He said, "Throw your net on the right side of the boat and you will find some" (Jn. 21:6a). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now, if you are as seasoned in your fishing as these guys were, wouldn't you be a bit irritated if a stranger suggested that you simply put your nets over the other side to catch some fish? Yet we find that they took this stranger's advice. Once they were obedient, the Lord revealed Himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When they followed Jesus' advice, the catch was enormous - 153 fish in total. In most cases such a haul would have broken the net. Jesus invited them to have breakfast with Him - fish and bread; He had already started the fire. I can only imagine that this scene would resemble some buddies going out and camping together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There is so much that we are to learn in this passage about God's ways. As a workplace believer, we must understand that after we have spent years with Jesus, this does not always mean we must leave our professions in order to fully follow Jesus. Peter went back to his profession - fishing. It was here that Jesus asked him a simple question: Do you love Me and will you feed My sheep? He didn't say to Peter, "Fishing is a waste of time for you now, Peter." This recommissioning was in the area of his original calling - his work. We need not feel that we must go to the "mission field" to please Jesus. Our work is our mission field. We must, however, make a paradigm shift in our thinking about our place in the work world. We must have an overriding sense of mission and ministry that comes out of that work. This is what is meant when we say that we must all be circumcised before we can enter the Promised Land. When this happens, we can expect to see God fill the nets with His blessings. He wants to do this because He now owns the net, and He can trust us to manage it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-5221932897078137343?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/5221932897078137343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=5221932897078137343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5221932897078137343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/5221932897078137343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotionals_08.html' title='You Want Me to Do What?'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03060991593469433866</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/_JUONEJqecxE/R7EHKq3MtoI/AAAAAAAAAX0/kyTzIsPjpVw/s72-c/Net+fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-2038684908142016983</id><published>2008-02-07T11:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:28.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>The Black Hole</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7EGFa3MtnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/hWGHWHWY0P4/s1600-h/black_hole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165916937750623858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R7EGFa3MtnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/hWGHWHWY0P4/s320/black_hole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The Black Hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Os Hillman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;..."My grace is sufficient for you...." &lt;/i&gt;- 2 Corinthians 12:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If you are older than 35, you may recall the early days of the space program. I remember the early spacecraft launch with John Glenn. One of the most exciting and tense moments of his return to earth was his reentry to the earth's atmosphere. I recall the diagram on television of the heat shield on the capsule that had to withstand incredible temperatures to avoid complete destruction. There was a blackout period for several minutes in which mission control had no radio contact. He was in the "black hole." It was a tense time. Either he would make it through, or the spacecraft would burn up in the atmosphere. There were several minutes of silence that seemed like an eternity. Then, mission control shouted with joy when they reestablished contact with the spacecraft. It was a time of rejoicing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Have you ever had a time when you were in a spiritual black hole in your life? I have. The pressure was unbearable. No sense of God's presence. No sense of anything going on around me. God was about as far away as the man in the moon - at least from my perspective. I think every Christian who is called to make a significant difference in his world experiences times like these. These are the times when we question the reality of God, the love of God, the personal care of God. And He demonstrates to us that He was there all the time. These are "faith experiences" that God does in every person who is called to a higher level of relationship with Him. These times are needful in order to know that we have the "heat shield" that can withstand the incredible heat that comes when we follow Him with a whole heart - a heart that is radical in a commitment to fully follow His ways. Elisha had that spirit. He slaughtered his 12 oxen and burned his plowing equipment so that he would not have the opportunity to return to anything if God didn't come through (see 1 Kings 19:21). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The apostle Paul asked God to remove the heat from his own life one time. God's answer was not what he wanted to hear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But He said to me, My grace (My favor and loving-kindness and mercy) is enough for you [sufficient against any danger and enables you to bear the trouble manfully]; for My strength and power are made perfect (fulfilled and completed) and show themselves most effective in [your] weakness. Therefore, I will all the more gladly glory in my weaknesses and infirmities, that the strength and power of Christ (the Messiah) may rest (yes, may pitch a tent over and dwell) upon me! (2 Corinthians 12:9 AMP) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How's your heat shield today? Can it withstand the heat that would want to burn up everything in your life not based in Him? Christ said, "My grace is sufficient." Is that really true in your life? Let His grace be your shield today.&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/1862445251189189530-2038684908142016983?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/2038684908142016983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=2038684908142016983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2038684908142016983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2038684908142016983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotionals_07.html' title='The Black Hole'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03060991593469433866</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/_JUONEJqecxE/R7EGFa3MtnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/hWGHWHWY0P4/s72-c/black_hole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-4877601642014347364</id><published>2008-02-06T17:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:28.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Understanding Your Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6l82NUF7xI/AAAAAAAAAXM/6XRCL5S10zg/s1600-h/Lightbulb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6l82NUF7xI/AAAAAAAAAXM/6XRCL5S10zg/s320/Lightbulb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163795718485700370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Understanding Your Gift&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Now about spiritual gifts, brothers, I do not want you to be ignorant.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; ~ 1 Corinthians 12:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;In First Corinthians 12 and Romans 12, the apostle Paul is teaching us about the role of spiritual gifts in the Church. He correlates these gifts to a human body, telling us that each person's gift helps the whole Body of the Church. This is such an important principle for us to learn. I must say I learned this principle regarding my own spiritual gift the hard way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"God will never speak as strongly to you as to someone else," said my mentor to me one day. The statement shocked me. "What in the world do you mean by that?" I argued with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"Your spiritual gift of administration/leading is one of the most dangerous gifts in the whole Body of Christ. The reason is that you can see the big picture better than anyone else, and you're so task-oriented that you will run people into the ground getting your project completed because you think you see it so clearly. That is why the best friend you could ever have is someone with a prophetic gift to discern whether the big picture you see is actually the picture God is directing. It is the one gift that can almost stand alone better than any other - at least that is the opinion of the one with that gift."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Oh, how I have learned this lesson the hard way! He was so right. There have been many a church staff destroyed by a person with the gift of administration. During my years as an ad agency owner, I saw how I stressed out my staff because of the tremendous load I put on them with multiple projects. It was so easy for me because the more balls I had juggling, the better I felt. I was oblivious to how my multi-task personality impacted those around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Today, I have some special relationships with intercessors and prophetic people whom I depend on for confirmation of direction. I have learned their spiritual gifts of discernment are of great value in determining strategic direction. I have learned that God has placed within each person a spiritual gift that is designed to make the Body of Christ function better for His purposes. When we discover the spiritual gifts God has placed in those around us, we are better able to see the Body function as a real body-totally dependent on one another. Some of us are more sensitive to God's voice because God has gifted us in that way. Others of us are less sensitive because God wants us to depend on others in the Body for their gifts. Find out whom God has placed around you today and discover a new dimension of spiritual productivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-4877601642014347364?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/4877601642014347364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=4877601642014347364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/4877601642014347364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/4877601642014347364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotionals_06.html' title='Understanding Your Gift'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R6l82NUF7xI/AAAAAAAAAXM/6XRCL5S10zg/s72-c/Lightbulb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-6821737705701278291</id><published>2008-02-05T13:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:28.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>It’s Going to Be Okay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6fyo9UF7wI/AAAAAAAAAXE/rxxAblXOGlM/s1600-h/Grip+of+grace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6fyo9UF7wI/AAAAAAAAAXE/rxxAblXOGlM/s320/Grip+of+grace.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163362283271089922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s Going to Be Okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;by Max Lucado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Tucker was sixteen years old when his dad suffered a health crisis and consequently had to leave his business. Even after Mr. Tucker regained his health, the Tucker family struggled financially, barely getting by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Tucker, an entrepreneurial sort, came up with an idea. He won the bid to reupholster the chairs at the local movie theater. This stunned his family. He had never stitched a seat. He didn’t even own a sewing apparatus. Still, he found someone to teach him the skill and located an industrial-strength machine. The family scraped together every cent they had to buy it. They drained savings accounts and dug coins out of the sofa. Finally, they had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fine day when Bill road with his dad to pick up the equipment. Bill remembers a jovial, hour-long trip discussing the bright horizons this new opportunity afforded them. They loaded the machine in the back of their truck and secured it right behind the cab. Mr. Tucker then invited his son to drive home. I’ll let Bill tell you what happened next:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“As we were driving along, we were excited, and I, like any sixteen-year-old driver, was probably not paying enough attention to my speed. Just as we were turning on the cloverleaf to get on the expressway, I will never ever, ever forget watching that sewing machine, which was already top-heavy, begin to tip. I slammed on the brakes, but it was too late. I saw it go over the side. I jumped out and ran around the back of the truck. As I rounded the corner, I saw our hope and our dream lying on its side in pieces. And then I saw my dad just looking. All of his risk and all of his endeavor and all of his struggling and all of his dream, all of his hope to take care of his family was lying there, shattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You know what comes next don’t you? ‘Stupid, punk kid driving too fast, not paying attention, ruined the family by taking away our livelihood.’ But that’s not what he said. He looked right at me. ‘Oh, Bill, I am so sorry.’ And he walked over, put his arms around me, and said, ‘Son, this is going to be okay.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is whispering the same to you. Those are his arms you feel. Trust him. That is his voice you hear. Believe him. Allow the only decision maker in the universe to comfort you. Life at times appears to fall to pieces, seem irreparable. But it’s going to be okay. How can you know? Because God so loved the world. If God can make a billion galaxies, can’t he make good out of our bad and sense out of our faltering lives? Of course he can. He is God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-6821737705701278291?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/6821737705701278291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=6821737705701278291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6821737705701278291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/6821737705701278291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotionals_05.html' title='It’s Going to Be Okay'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R6fyo9UF7wI/AAAAAAAAAXE/rxxAblXOGlM/s72-c/Grip+of+grace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-1006765229595229803</id><published>2008-02-03T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:28.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Empty Mangers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6frRtUF7vI/AAAAAAAAAW8/R8y-HurFMf8/s1600-h/Empty+manger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6frRtUF7vI/AAAAAAAAAW8/R8y-HurFMf8/s320/Empty+manger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163354187257736946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Empty Mangers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where there are no oxen, the manger is empty, but from the strength of an ox comes an abundant harvest. &lt;/em&gt; ~ Proverbs 14:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus came into this world, He chose to be born in a most unusual place-a manger. It was no more than a livery stable with goats, oxen, and other livestock animals. There is a distinctive characteristic about a place like this. It is filled with odors and dung from the animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God seems to work best among the unpleasantness of circumstances. In fact, "where there are no oxen, the manger is empty." What is this really saying? I believe it is saying that in order for Jesus to be present, we must invite those things that bring with them "messes to clean up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God works among the messy things in our lives. And from these messes come an abundant harvest. This is what He did with all His highly used servants in the Bible. God is filled with paradoxes. Why can't life be seamless and smooth? Because God likes to show Himself in the midst of the messes of life. This is what brings us into the harvests. So often the bigger the mess, the bigger the harvest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a major road-construction project takes place in a crowded city street, it appears to be absolute chaos. It is inconvenient, slow-moving and tends to get us irritated because it appears we are moving much slower than we would like. It is ugly, and so much of what we see is torn up. But when we look at that same area a few months or years later, we see why the construction was necessary. There was meaning to the mess. It actually made life so much better for those who would use the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been through the messiest of times in my business and personal life that God has revealed His power and strength in my life. It was when these "oxen" of hardship have walked into my manger that the greatest harvest was manifest. However, when I have sought to remove the "oxen" and rid myself of the odor and the mess, I have fought the ultimate work of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God works in mangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-1006765229595229803?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/1006765229595229803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=1006765229595229803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1006765229595229803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/1006765229595229803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotionals_03.html' title='Empty Mangers'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03060991593469433866</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/_JUONEJqecxE/R6frRtUF7vI/AAAAAAAAAW8/R8y-HurFMf8/s72-c/Empty+manger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-7031851942844560619</id><published>2008-02-01T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:30.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Cell tonight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to have our third cell of 2008 later and I'm quite excited because I've been able to make all of them so far. It honestly feels quite weird if I go through a week without cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY is coming up - where will you guys be going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it is a Friday, I've decided to do a fun post. If you're bringing friends to cell for the first time, there are a couple of preliminary things they should be aware of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cell leader is a bit of a...retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KAzNUF7jI/AAAAAAAAAVY/N8xutqOsuYY/s1600-h/retard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161829740155629106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KAzNUF7jI/AAAAAAAAAVY/N8xutqOsuYY/s320/retard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cell assistant leader is...not much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KAztUF7kI/AAAAAAAAAVg/-Pwf_a69G2E/s1600-h/Yen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161829748745563714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KAztUF7kI/AAAAAAAAAVg/-Pwf_a69G2E/s320/Yen.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cell intern...I mean, just look at him.&lt;br /&gt;(Thank goodness he has a girlfriend already! Hehe. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KAz9UF7lI/AAAAAAAAAVo/_BMLiWTakxc/s1600-h/Kah+Fai+HS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161829753040531026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KAz9UF7lI/AAAAAAAAAVo/_BMLiWTakxc/s320/Kah+Fai+HS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our icebreakers, we act like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KHM9UF7pI/AAAAAAAAAWI/xn1MGgAo5Uk/s1600-h/Monkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161836779607027346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KHM9UF7pI/AAAAAAAAAWI/xn1MGgAo5Uk/s320/Monkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, we don't even realise that we look like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KHMtUF7oI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ehcLd7DYS3g/s1600-h/Sian+Jeen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161836775312060034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KHMtUF7oI/AAAAAAAAAWA/ehcLd7DYS3g/s320/Sian+Jeen.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't participate, well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KLtNUF7tI/AAAAAAAAAWo/a-u32_uIl7o/s1600-h/Yuya.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KLtNUF7tI/AAAAAAAAAWo/a-u32_uIl7o/s320/Yuya.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161841731704319698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls in our cell are quite...happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KHNNUF7qI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Ypb6lIG1_qE/s1600-h/Girls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161836783901994658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KHNNUF7qI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Ypb6lIG1_qE/s320/Girls.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't bite...I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KJHdUF7rI/AAAAAAAAAWY/fRE-Sy81tIs/s1600-h/Christine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161838884141002418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KJHdUF7rI/AAAAAAAAAWY/fRE-Sy81tIs/s320/Christine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if things really get too crazy, we have a...chaperone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KJItUF7sI/AAAAAAAAAWg/rS0Wq7Evun4/s1600-h/Aunty.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161838905615838914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KJItUF7sI/AAAAAAAAAWg/rS0Wq7Evun4/s320/Aunty.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-7031851942844560619?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/7031851942844560619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=7031851942844560619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/7031851942844560619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/7031851942844560619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/cell-tonight.html' title='Cell tonight!'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KAzNUF7jI/AAAAAAAAAVY/N8xutqOsuYY/s72-c/retard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-3594538857230771152</id><published>2008-02-01T09:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:31.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Sacrificing At What Cost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KV5NUF7uI/AAAAAAAAAWw/fkX2DOG6uiE/s1600-h/gift.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KV5NUF7uI/AAAAAAAAAWw/fkX2DOG6uiE/s320/gift.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161852932979027682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sacrificing At What Cost&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..."I will not sacrifice to the Lord my God burnt offerings that cost me nothing." &lt;/em&gt;~ 2 Samuel 24:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I was having lunch with a man who had a certain amount of notoriety in his life. After a time of getting to know each other, he said, "How can I help you?" Those words surprised me coming from a man who obviously already had many requirements on his time. My first thought was that I was impressed with the individual. My next thought was to wonder whether it was a genuine offer or just an effort to impress me with his humility and Christian piety. I have since discovered he was sincere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This encounter reminded me that each of us must be willing to give to others without a motive to get anything in return. It is simply an act of serving others. Jesus said that we must consider others more important than ourselves. When is the last time you did something for another without a motive of getting anything in return?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When King David came to offer a sacrifice and pray for the removal of a plague on Israel, he was given the opportunity to make the sacrifice without the cost of purchasing the sacrificial animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the king replied to Araunah, "No, I insist on paying you for it. I will not sacrifice to the Lord my God burnt offerings that cost me nothing." So David bought the threshing floor and the oxen and paid fifty shekels of silver for them. David built an altar to the Lord there and sacrificed burnt offerings and fellowship offerings. Then the Lord answered prayer in behalf of the land, and the plague on Israel was stopped (2 Samuel 24:24-25).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David, understanding the principle of giving, said he could not offer anything to God that did not cost him something. Otherwise, it was not a sacrificial gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you sacrificed for another with no expectation of getting anything in return? We can all give something to others, such as our time, our money, or our expertise. This is real Christianity that models the Spirit of Christ. The next time you meet with someone, why not consider how you might be a blessing to that person. Why not ask, "How can I help you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-3594538857230771152?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/3594538857230771152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=3594538857230771152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3594538857230771152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/3594538857230771152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/02/daily-devotionals.html' title='Sacrificing At What Cost'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R6KV5NUF7uI/AAAAAAAAAWw/fkX2DOG6uiE/s72-c/gift.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-2135166108423640429</id><published>2008-01-31T09:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:31.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>A Call to Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6FVi9UF7iI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8VimjGcMlmk/s1600-h/slavery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R6FVi9UF7iI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8VimjGcMlmk/s320/slavery.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161500707006049826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Call to Worship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...but they did not listen to him because of their discouragement and cruel bondage.&lt;/em&gt; ~ Exodus 6:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very difficult to lead when those you are leading believe they have been mistreated and have lost all hope. Such was the case when God called Moses to bring the people of Israel out of Egypt. They had lived under many years of oppression and slavery. Yet God heard their cry. He sent someone to bring them out of slavery "so that they might worship God" (see Ex. 8:1). Interesting that God didn't say, "to serve Him." Above all else, God desires our worship. A person cannot enter into true worship of God while still in slavery and bondage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Proverbs, the writer tells us "hope deferred makes the heart sick" (Prov. 13:12a). There is a place in life where life becomes so discouraging and hopeless that we lose all hope, and it can actually make us sick. I have been at this place; it is a scary condition. It brings you to the edge of despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people would not listen to Moses. Yet God did not deliver immediately. In fact, it would be many plagues later before ultimate deliverance would take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does God withhold deliverance at times? It is in order to bring greater glory from the situation. It isn't because He doesn't care. It is because His plan for mankind is resting in these events. It is a finely tuned plan that involves many people and situations—all operating at the same time. It can seem cruel at times. But God knows that His children cannot worship Him if they are in bondage and lose all hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He won't allow us to be tempted beyond what we can bear, so He has a plan of deliverance for each of us. This plan is not always the kind of deliverance we might think is best. It sometimes has pain surrounding the deliverance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a mother gives birth, that child is delivered into this world through much pain. But with that pain comes great joy on the other side. Every mother will say the pain was worth it because of the exceeding joy that child brought in the midst of the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you in bondage to today? What keeps you from entering true worship? Work can keep us in bondage if we fail to enter into freedom in Christ during our workday. Today, ask God to show you the areas of bondage that you are living in so that you may worship Him.&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/1862445251189189530-2135166108423640429?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/2135166108423640429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=2135166108423640429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2135166108423640429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/2135166108423640429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/01/daily-devotional.html' title='A Call to Worship'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03060991593469433866</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/_JUONEJqecxE/R6FVi9UF7iI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8VimjGcMlmk/s72-c/slavery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-4083431299788083378</id><published>2008-01-30T11:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:31.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>In The Zone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R5_zb9UF7hI/AAAAAAAAAVI/kweI0IDA0tw/s1600-h/MichaelJordanDunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R5_zb9UF7hI/AAAAAAAAAVI/kweI0IDA0tw/s320/MichaelJordanDunk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161111359630732818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In The Zone&lt;br /&gt;Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be strong and very courageous. Be careful to obey all the law my servant Moses gave you; do not turn from it to the right or to the left, that you may be successful wherever you go.&lt;/em&gt; ~ Joshua 1:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sports, there is a term known as "in the zone." It is a description of a person executing his skills so well that total concentration is taking place, and the athlete is performing flawlessly. It is a wonderful feeling. Performance seems effortless because it comes so easily. For the tennis player, it is hitting every shot right where he wants. For the baseball pitcher, it is throwing to a strike zone that seems big as a house. For the golfer, the fairways are wide, and the hole is big. Everything is flowing just right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up playing competitive golf. I turned pro out of college for a few years, but later God led me away from playing professionally. When I played competitively, I knew when I was in the zone and when I wasn't. A few years ago, I played in my club championship. It was the opening round, and I was in the zone. I recall the difference was that my mental attitude was focused on executing the swing I wanted to make with little regard to the outcome. I could visualize the swing so well; it was like a movie picture in my mind. Very little thought was given to the outcome of the shot. I knew that if I could make the right swing, the outcome would take care of itself. That day I shot four under par 68. I went on to win the golf tournament. I have had few such days of being "in the zone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obedience in the Christian life is being in the zone. When we live a life of obedience, we begin to experience the reality of God like never before. Wisdom grows in our life. Meaning and purpose are accelerated. In the early Church, the Hebrews gained wisdom through obedience. Later, the Greeks were characterized as gaining wisdom through reason and analysis. Today, we live in a very Greek-influenced Church. Many Christians determine if they will obey based on whether the outcome will be beneficial to them. Imagine if the early Church had adopted this philosophy. No walls would have fallen down at Jericho. No Red Sea would have parted. No one would have been healed. No coins would have been found in the mouth of a fish. Reason and analysis would not have led to making the obedient decision. Trust and obey. Leave the outcome to God.&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/1862445251189189530-4083431299788083378?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/4083431299788083378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=4083431299788083378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/4083431299788083378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/4083431299788083378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/01/daily-devotionals_30.html' title='In The Zone'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R5_zb9UF7hI/AAAAAAAAAVI/kweI0IDA0tw/s72-c/MichaelJordanDunk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-8664969197055430693</id><published>2008-01-29T10:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:32.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Changed from the Inside Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R56LSdUF7gI/AAAAAAAAAVA/mO10uwb08SI/s1600-h/Baby+stumbling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R56LSdUF7gI/AAAAAAAAAVA/mO10uwb08SI/s320/Baby+stumbling.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160715372235976194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Changed from the Inside Out&lt;br /&gt;by Max Lucado &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you believe in Christ, Christ works a miracle in you. You are permanently purified and empowered by God himself. The message of Jesus to the religious person is simple: It’s not what you do. It’s what I do. I have moved in. And in time you can say with Paul, &lt;em&gt;“I myself no longer live, but Christ lives in me”&lt;/em&gt; (Gal. 2:20).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I’m born again, why do I fall so often?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you fall so often after your first birth? Did you exit the womb wearing cross-trainers? Did you do the two-step on the day of your delivery? Of course not. And when you started to walk, you fell more than you stood. Should we expect anything different from our spiritual walk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I fall so often, I question my salvation.&lt;/em&gt; Again, we return to your first birth. Didn’t you stumble as you were learning to walk? And when you stumbled, did you question the validity of your physical birth? Did you, as a one-year-old fresh flopped on the floor, shake your head and think, &lt;em&gt;I have fallen again. I must not be human?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course not. &lt;strong&gt;The stumbles of a toddler do not invalidate the act of birth. And the stumbles of a Christian do not annul his spiritual birth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you understand what God has done? He has deposited a Christ seed in you. As it grows, you will change. It’s not that sin has no more presence in your life, but rather that sin has no more power over your life. Temptation will pester you, but temptation will not master you. What hope this brings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear this. It’s not up to you! Within you abides a budding power. Trust him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of it this way. Suppose you, for most of your life, have had a heart condition. Your frail pumper restricts your activities. Each morning at work when the healthy employees take the stairs, you wait for the elevator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then comes the transplant. A healthy heart is placed within you. After recovery, you return to work and encounter the flight of stairs—the same flight of stairs you earlier avoided. By habit, you start for the elevator. But then you remember. You aren’t the same person. You have a new heart. Within you dwells a new power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you live like the old person or the new? Do you count yourself as having a new heart or old? You have a choice to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might say, “I can’t climb stairs; I’m too weak.” Does your choice negate the presence of a new heart? Dismiss the work of the surgeon? No. Choosing the elevator would suggest only one fact—you haven’t learned to trust your new power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes time. But at some point you’ve got to try those stairs. You’ve got to test the new ticker. You’ve got to experiment with the new you. For if you don’t, you will run out of steam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religious rule keeping can sap your strength. It’s endless. There is always another class to attend, Sabbath to obey, Ramadan to observe. No prison is as endless as the prison of perfection. Her inmates find work but never find peace. How could they? They never know when they are finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ, however, gifts you with a finished work. He fulfilled the law for you. Bid farewell to the burden of religion. Gone is the fear that having done everything, you might not have done enough. You climb the stairs, not by your strength, but his. God pledges to help those who stop trying to help themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus”&lt;/em&gt; (Phil. 1:6.) God will change you from the inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-8664969197055430693?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/8664969197055430693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=8664969197055430693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/8664969197055430693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/8664969197055430693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/01/daily-devotionals_29.html' title='Changed from the Inside Out'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R56LSdUF7gI/AAAAAAAAAVA/mO10uwb08SI/s72-c/Baby+stumbling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1862445251189189530.post-7575246969630227442</id><published>2008-01-28T11:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:43:32.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devotionals'/><title type='text'>Seeing the Works of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R51L-dUF7fI/AAAAAAAAAUg/z4CFNZNnrQU/s1600-h/Ocean+wave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JUONEJqecxE/R51L-dUF7fI/AAAAAAAAAUg/z4CFNZNnrQU/s320/Ocean+wave.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160364284429331954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seeing the Works of God&lt;br /&gt;by Os Hillman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Others went out on the sea in ships; they were merchants on the mighty waters. They saw the works of the Lord...&lt;/em&gt; ~ Psalm 107:23-24a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were a child, perhaps you may have gone to the ocean for a vacation. I recall wading out until the waves began crashing on my knees. As long as I could stand firm, the waves were of no concern to me. However, as I moved farther and farther into the ocean, I had less control over my ability to stand. Sometimes the current was so strong it moved me down the beach, and I even lost my bearings at times. But I have never gone so far into the ocean that I was not able to control the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes God takes us into such deep waters that we lose control of the situation, and we have no choice but to fully trust in His care for us. This is doing business in great waters. It is in these great waters that we see the works of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scriptures tell us that the disciples testified of what they saw and heard. It was the power behind the gospel, not the words themselves, which changed the world. The power wasn't seen until circumstances got to the point that there were no alternatives but God. Sometimes God has to take us into the deep water in order to give us the privilege to see His works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes God takes us into the deep waters of life for an extended time. Joseph was taken into deep waters of adversity for 17 years. Rejection by his brothers, enslavement to Pharaoh, and imprisonment were the deep waters for Joseph. During those deep waters, he experienced dreams, a special anointing of his gifts to administrate, and great wisdom beyond his years. The deep water was preparation for a task that was so great he never could have imagined it. He was to see God's works more clearly than anyone in his generation. God had too much at stake for a 30-year-old to mess it up. So, God took Joseph through the deep waters of preparation to ensure that he would survive what he was about to face. Pride normally engulfs such young servants who have such access to power at such a young age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God chooses to take us into deep waters, it is for a reason. The greater the calling, the deeper the water. Trust in His knowledge that your deep waters are preparation to see the works of God in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1862445251189189530-7575246969630227442?l=superlamecell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/feeds/7575246969630227442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1862445251189189530&amp;postID=7575246969630227442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/7575246969630227442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1862445251189189530/posts/default/7575246969630227442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superlamecell.blogspot.com/2008/01/daily-devotionals_28.html' title='Seeing the Works of God'/><author><name>Roger</name><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/_JUONEJqecxE/R51L-dUF7fI/AAAAAAAAAUg/z4CFNZNnrQU/s72-c/Ocean+wave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
