<?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-8652661206866965651</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:03:37.407-08:00</updated><category term='Psalm 37'/><category term='Patience'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='Trust'/><category term='Palm Sunday'/><title type='text'>Hopes and Dreams</title><subtitle type='html'>Seeking our future in the light of God's word.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-8109693554068157660</id><published>2011-07-22T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T10:23:38.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Need to be Strong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-top: 0pt; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;I look at the days ahead and wonder what they hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't we all?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then these words make their way to my heart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Go in the strength you have...am I not sending you?"&lt;br /&gt;Judges 6:14&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0pt; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;We don't have to...&lt;br /&gt;wait to overcome our weaknesses,&lt;br /&gt;complete the ten point improvement plan,&lt;br /&gt;figure everything out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The strength we already have is all the strength we need.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we have a limitless God within us who loves us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As is.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He promises to stick by us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;All the way.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0pt; padding-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Holley Gerth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8TZ2IvqJO7M/TimxqKkD5UI/AAAAAAAAC1U/txEZHOZhN_4/s1600/3_roses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LFmKXIQbLuA/Timx_MXxbzI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/1cGK2TbuFqg/s1600/pink+rose.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LFmKXIQbLuA/Timx_MXxbzI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/1cGK2TbuFqg/s320/pink+rose.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-8109693554068157660?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/8109693554068157660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=8109693554068157660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8109693554068157660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8109693554068157660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2011/07/when-you-need-to-be-strong.html' title='When You Need to be Strong'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LFmKXIQbLuA/Timx_MXxbzI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/1cGK2TbuFqg/s72-c/pink+rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-5285398784103545161</id><published>2011-07-11T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T08:08:01.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Matters Most</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="date-display-single"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="field-content"&gt;&lt;a class="thickbox nodereference initThickbox-processed" href="http://www.ewomen.net/nodereference/thickbox/8/thickbox_reference_full?width=500" rel="gallery-" title="Julie Clinton, M.Ed., M.B.A."&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="imagecache imagecache-sq_120 imagecache-default imagecache-sq_120_default" height="120" src="http://www.ewomen.net/sites/www.ewomen.net/files/imagecache/sq_120/speakers/clinton_julie_2010_headshot.jpg" title="" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="devo-date"&gt;&lt;span class="author"&gt;&lt;div class="view view-field-author view-id-field_author view-display-id-default view-dom-id-1"&gt;&lt;div class="view-content"&gt;&lt;div class="views-row views-row-1 views-row-odd views-row-first views-row-last"&gt;&lt;div class="views-field-field-photo-fid"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="views-field-title"&gt;                 &lt;span class="field-content"&gt;By: &lt;a class="thickbox nodereference initThickbox-processed" href="http://www.ewomen.net/nodereference/thickbox/8/thickbox_reference_full?width=500" rel="gallery-" title="Julie Clinton, M.Ed., M.B.A."&gt;Julie Clinton, M.Ed., M.B.A.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="views-field-title"&gt;&lt;span class="field-content"&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="devo-verse"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." Matthew 6:21&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="devo-verse"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Food. Alcohol. An affair. Shopping. Exercise. Obsessions with hobbies or a job. Too often, instead of looking to God and the relationships He’s placed in our lives, we look to other things to fill the emptiness and ease the confusion we feel. But how well we live hinges entirely on our ability to develop healthy relationships with others. &lt;br /&gt;And herein lies the secret to making every day count. To focus on what matters most—time with God and those we love. This is incredibly difficult to do in a world that values anything but intimacy with others. Wealth. Beauty. Fame. The decision to focus on our relationships—with God and others—is directly at odds with what society values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If relationships with God and others are what matter most in life, we need to ask ourselves what we’re doing to strengthen them. Often, we’re so caught up in life that we inadvertently put our connections with others on autopilot, hoping that the relationships will still be intact when life settles down a bit. Because life rarely settles down, we can go weeks, months, and even years without investing time in the people we love most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your heart? Is it trapped by the human desire to store up treasure in this world? Or do you focus on people the way Jesus did when He was here on earth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ewomen.net/devos/2011-07-05/what-matters-most"&gt;Link &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-5285398784103545161?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/5285398784103545161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=5285398784103545161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5285398784103545161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5285398784103545161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-matters-most.html' title='What Matters Most'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-3541811212845875442</id><published>2011-05-01T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T22:10:28.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A well watered garden...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TAf1eJeXy7w/Tb45t-MVHsI/AAAAAAAACyk/t7dH9zF7iyI/s1600/garden+flowers+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TAf1eJeXy7w/Tb45t-MVHsI/AAAAAAAACyk/t7dH9zF7iyI/s320/garden+flowers+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The LORD will guide you always; he will satisfy your needs in a  sun-scorched land and will strengthen your frame. You will be like a  well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail.&amp;nbsp; (Isaiah 58:11)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you walk in quiet desperation?&amp;nbsp; In other words...do you have an unspoken desire?&amp;nbsp; A keen awareness of need?&amp;nbsp; Often times we try to fill our need/desire with what is tangible or by being active.&amp;nbsp; I would like to challenge you to do something different.&amp;nbsp; I will use one word...Stillness.&amp;nbsp; Spending time in His presence being still, waiting and listening.&amp;nbsp; As you know Him your roots will grow deep into Him and you will become a a well watered garden, a spring whose waters never fail, a Saint reflecting His glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-3541811212845875442?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/3541811212845875442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=3541811212845875442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3541811212845875442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3541811212845875442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2011/05/quiet-desperation.html' title='A well watered garden...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TAf1eJeXy7w/Tb45t-MVHsI/AAAAAAAACyk/t7dH9zF7iyI/s72-c/garden+flowers+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-6292313132517123433</id><published>2011-04-23T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T09:39:25.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope In Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QIlY1BLpcuk/TbMAoDGva2I/AAAAAAAACyU/tLb33dJGAq0/s1600/cherry+pink+blossoms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QIlY1BLpcuk/TbMAoDGva2I/AAAAAAAACyU/tLb33dJGAq0/s320/cherry+pink+blossoms.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"The Lord will succeed in carrying out His plans and keep all of His promises to you.&amp;nbsp; Nothing - not even death - can separate you from the Father, so you will &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; be alone or helpless.&amp;nbsp; And no matter what happens to you - &lt;i&gt;it is only temporary&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Eventually, God &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; set you free from the problems you face."&amp;nbsp; ~Charles Stanley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-6292313132517123433?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/6292313132517123433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=6292313132517123433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6292313132517123433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6292313132517123433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2011/04/hope-in-him.html' title='Hope In Him'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QIlY1BLpcuk/TbMAoDGva2I/AAAAAAAACyU/tLb33dJGAq0/s72-c/cherry+pink+blossoms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-1838609987397082740</id><published>2011-04-16T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T07:01:37.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sufficiency</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Not that we are sufficient of ourselves to think of anything as being from ourselves, but our sufficiency is from God.&amp;nbsp; (2 Corinthians 3:5) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You won't have to lift a hand in this battle, just stand firm, Judah &amp;amp; Jerusalem, and watch God's saving work for you take shape.&amp;nbsp; Don't be afraid, don't waiver.&amp;nbsp; March out boldly tomorrow - God is with you.&amp;nbsp; (2 Chronicles 20:17)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we can get bogged down thinking that we do not have what it takes to accomplish the task at hand, or walk down the path set before us.&amp;nbsp; Faith and action go hand in hand that is true.&amp;nbsp; However, God does not leave us alone in action.&amp;nbsp; The moment we take a step, He is right there giving us the strength.&amp;nbsp; This knowledge is too wonderful for our minds to fully comprehend I think.&amp;nbsp; Dear ones, please know that our strength, our sufficiency is not our own, but HIS.&amp;nbsp; Walk therein and know that you will finish the race in HIS strength.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-1838609987397082740?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/1838609987397082740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=1838609987397082740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/1838609987397082740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/1838609987397082740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2011/04/sufficiency.html' title='Sufficiency'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-3541938336535562270</id><published>2011-03-03T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T20:52:35.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>How does God love you?&amp;nbsp; Is it through the touch of your husband's hand?&amp;nbsp; Through the hug of a friend?&amp;nbsp; The gentle kiss of your child saying goodnight?&amp;nbsp; All of these things we take for granted in our daily life, but these are gentle reminders that He loves us.&amp;nbsp; And when we hug our friend back, hold our husband's hand, kiss our child goodnight, it is loving Him in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And the King will say, 'I tell you the truth, when you did it to one of  the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were doing it to me!'&amp;nbsp; Matthew 25:40.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-3541938336535562270?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/3541938336535562270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=3541938336535562270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3541938336535562270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3541938336535562270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2011/03/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-2013057637632250238</id><published>2011-01-09T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T18:04:00.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/TSpm977kAdI/AAAAAAAACus/NgB45mzAorU/s1600/Snow+Day+January+2011A.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/TSpm977kAdI/AAAAAAAACus/NgB45mzAorU/s320/Snow+Day+January+2011A.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Softly and silently the flakes come down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whiteness blankets the earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cold and wet it glistens,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brightening the night as the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt; For he saith to the snow, Be thou on the earth; likewise to the small rain, and to the great rain of his strength.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; ~Job 37:6 &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-2013057637632250238?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/2013057637632250238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=2013057637632250238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/2013057637632250238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/2013057637632250238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow.html' title='Snow'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/TSpm977kAdI/AAAAAAAACus/NgB45mzAorU/s72-c/Snow+Day+January+2011A.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-2074219834856511658</id><published>2010-09-26T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T23:36:33.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discontent?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/TKA6tXxw30I/AAAAAAAACmo/VHhRsdsYsJM/s1600/theyoungvictoria-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/TKA6tXxw30I/AAAAAAAACmo/VHhRsdsYsJM/s320/theyoungvictoria-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The definition of "discontent" is...a restless desire or craving for something one does not have.&amp;nbsp; Do you ever have those feelings?&amp;nbsp; Well, I do and I am not at all proud of it.&amp;nbsp; I desire to be content with what God has given me and where He has placed me.&amp;nbsp; The quote below makes a lot of sense to me.&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Do  not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; remember that  what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for.”&amp;nbsp; ~Greek philosopher, BC 341-270&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, what I now have is something I prayed and hoped for.&amp;nbsp; Actually, what I now have is different than how I pictured it, but in reality it is better than what I hoped for.&amp;nbsp; The Lord has a way of making our dreams come true in a way that we never imagined possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The future looms ahead and other dreams beckon to me.&amp;nbsp; I get excited, but I need to wait.&amp;nbsp; As I wait I need to enjoy where I am.&amp;nbsp; The Lord does not move us on so quickly that we do not get to stop to smell the flowers.&amp;nbsp; As you continue to dream and hope for the future remember these words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"The vision is yet for the appointed time...Though it tarries, wait for it, for it will certainly come, it will not delay.&amp;nbsp; ~Habakkuk 2:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even if we are in a place that is hard.&amp;nbsp; A place we never imagined we would be, fear not for the Lord is there.&amp;nbsp; He will never leave you nor forsake you.&amp;nbsp; He is right by your side and even in the midst of the trial you will find blessing because He is absolutely amazing.&amp;nbsp; And this too will pass and as always the future lies ahead with hopes and dreams.&amp;nbsp; Here is a verse to comfort your soul:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Wait for the Lord; be strong and let your heart take courage.&amp;nbsp; Yes, wait for the Lord.&amp;nbsp; ~Psalm 27:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-2074219834856511658?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/2074219834856511658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=2074219834856511658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/2074219834856511658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/2074219834856511658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/09/discontent.html' title='Discontent?'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/TKA6tXxw30I/AAAAAAAACmo/VHhRsdsYsJM/s72-c/theyoungvictoria-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-4219773699398980857</id><published>2010-07-10T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T14:47:18.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/TDjqO_p_KiI/AAAAAAAACcU/78A5lmTFr6E/s1600/White+Bird+snow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/TDjqO_p_KiI/AAAAAAAACcU/78A5lmTFr6E/s320/White+Bird+snow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Hope is a thing with feathers.&lt;br /&gt;That perches in the soul.&lt;br /&gt;And sings the tunes without the words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And never stops at all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Verse from Emily Dickinson poem)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-4219773699398980857?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/4219773699398980857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=4219773699398980857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/4219773699398980857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/4219773699398980857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/07/hope-is-thing-with-feathers.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/TDjqO_p_KiI/AAAAAAAACcU/78A5lmTFr6E/s72-c/White+Bird+snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-1679548544715977440</id><published>2010-07-05T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T10:59:37.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 119:105</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/TDIdHTgOdiI/AAAAAAAACbE/ilBdPlP1PNI/s1600/PV+sunset+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/TDIdHTgOdiI/AAAAAAAACbE/ilBdPlP1PNI/s320/PV+sunset+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Thy word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There will be times when God only gives us enough light to take a few steps a few steps in front of us."&amp;nbsp; ~Charles Stanley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-1679548544715977440?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/1679548544715977440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=1679548544715977440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/1679548544715977440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/1679548544715977440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/07/psalm-119105.html' title='Psalm 119:105'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/TDIdHTgOdiI/AAAAAAAACbE/ilBdPlP1PNI/s72-c/PV+sunset+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-3617112115157284281</id><published>2010-05-24T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T10:10:25.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 34:19</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S_qys7HtSAI/AAAAAAAACTU/YWbUXbKu0f0/s1600/Sakura+2010+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S_qys7HtSAI/AAAAAAAACTU/YWbUXbKu0f0/s320/Sakura+2010+048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Many are the afflictions of the righteous, but the Lord delivers him out of them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happened received this verse in my Bible promises box the other day.&amp;nbsp; I have read this verse before, but the Lord brought a few things to my attention this time.&amp;nbsp; First it says "many are the afflictions of the righteous".&amp;nbsp; Okay, so if I am righteous, I can expect to have trials and tribulations.&amp;nbsp; Second, thing that stood out to me was "but the Lord delivers him out of them &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt;."&amp;nbsp; The ALL never stood out to me before.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't say "some" nor "a few"...it say ALL.&amp;nbsp; So there is therefore no tribulation or trial that the Lord will not help me to overcome.&amp;nbsp; Isn't that such a relief?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-3617112115157284281?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/3617112115157284281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=3617112115157284281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3617112115157284281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3617112115157284281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/05/psalm-3419.html' title='Psalm 34:19'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S_qys7HtSAI/AAAAAAAACTU/YWbUXbKu0f0/s72-c/Sakura+2010+048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-2280179211612510700</id><published>2010-05-19T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T09:39:37.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zephaniah 3:17</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S_QUODUV4BI/AAAAAAAACRs/gOAE2AKgh2E/s1600/lilacs+in+vase.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S_QUODUV4BI/AAAAAAAACRs/gOAE2AKgh2E/s320/lilacs+in+vase.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The LORD your God is with you, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He is mighty to save. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  He will take great delight in you, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He will quiet you with  His love, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He will rejoice over you with singing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this precious to your heart?&amp;nbsp; That our Lord takes great delight in us?&amp;nbsp; I especially like the part that says He will quiet me with His love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-2280179211612510700?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/2280179211612510700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=2280179211612510700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/2280179211612510700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/2280179211612510700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/05/zephaniah-317.html' title='Zephaniah 3:17'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S_QUODUV4BI/AAAAAAAACRs/gOAE2AKgh2E/s72-c/lilacs+in+vase.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-3429843577615302251</id><published>2010-05-03T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T13:13:12.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To be known is to be loved...</title><content type='html'>I am sure that all of us have felt the painful sting of rejection.&amp;nbsp; We all deeply long for someone to accept us despite all our unsightly behaviors or ways of thinking.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, God has provided a way for us to be accepted in the midst of our mess.&amp;nbsp; He sent His son, Jesus, to wash away all the yuck.&amp;nbsp; God provided this way of escape not because of anything to do with us, but based on Himself (being love).&amp;nbsp; Jesus truly knows us and despite all that He loves us and laid down His life to prove that love.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend I went to my first ladies retreat.&amp;nbsp; It was awesome!&amp;nbsp; It was a chance to experience the Lord in a deeper way.&amp;nbsp; A chance to see and experience love in action.&amp;nbsp; To be blessed beyond imagination.&amp;nbsp; When we put the Lord first and love Him we then become filled, and His love overflows out of us and abundantly to others. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-3429843577615302251?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/3429843577615302251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=3429843577615302251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3429843577615302251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3429843577615302251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/05/to-be-known-is-to-be-loved.html' title='To be known is to be loved...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-5399231730014309465</id><published>2010-04-21T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T10:36:40.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardships</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S8808cJZVmI/AAAAAAAACMU/maS3wGU7HX0/s1600/Spring+at+Crown+Hill+Bird.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S8808cJZVmI/AAAAAAAACMU/maS3wGU7HX0/s320/Spring+at+Crown+Hill+Bird.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We do not want you to be uninformed, brothers, about the hardships we suffered in the province of Asia.&amp;nbsp; We were under great pressure, far beyond our ability to endure, so that we despaired even of life.&amp;nbsp; In deed, in our hearts we felt the sentence of death.&amp;nbsp; But this happened that we might not rely on ourselves, but on God, who raises the dead.&amp;nbsp; (2 Corinthians 1:8-9)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This little bird is hanging on to a reed as the soft wind blows against him.&amp;nbsp; The reed bends and moves to and fro as he continues to hang on.&amp;nbsp; He seems unmoved as he sits in place and moves with the wind.&amp;nbsp; He is not afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above scripture verse really spoke to me the other night especially since I feel that I am enduring a trial that is far beyond my ability.&amp;nbsp; As Paul says in this verse, it happens so that we might &lt;b&gt;not rely on ourselves, but on &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt;, who is all powerful.&amp;nbsp; So therefore my trial is set in place that I may continue to seek Him.&amp;nbsp; It is His way of loving me, keeping me close.&amp;nbsp; Looking with spiritual eyes I can see the real reason behind it all, and I can rejoice in His LOVE.&amp;nbsp; Beloved, He loves us in ways that are high and lifted up, He never leaves us and does not want us to leave Him.&amp;nbsp; He loves us beyond what we can understand.&amp;nbsp; As the little bird that clings to the reed in the blowing wind, I can endure the wind as long as I hang on to Him.&amp;nbsp; I can rest and let the billows flow over me, confident that He love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-5399231730014309465?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/5399231730014309465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=5399231730014309465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5399231730014309465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5399231730014309465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/04/hardships.html' title='Hardships'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S8808cJZVmI/AAAAAAAACMU/maS3wGU7HX0/s72-c/Spring+at+Crown+Hill+Bird.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-5438103423011690139</id><published>2010-04-19T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T09:55:13.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremiah 33:3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S8yK43wxCqI/AAAAAAAACLU/PB5N_vsrBDY/s1600/April+2010+sunset+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S8yK43wxCqI/AAAAAAAACLU/PB5N_vsrBDY/s320/April+2010+sunset+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and show thee great and mighty things which thou knowest not.&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/8652661206866965651-5438103423011690139?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/5438103423011690139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=5438103423011690139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5438103423011690139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5438103423011690139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/04/jeremiah-333.html' title='Jeremiah 33:3'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S8yK43wxCqI/AAAAAAAACLU/PB5N_vsrBDY/s72-c/April+2010+sunset+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-2922636107724699613</id><published>2010-04-16T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T10:21:43.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Direction</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"He knoweth the way that I take: when he has tried me, I shall come forth as gold." (Job 23:10)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the verse I received this morning in my little promises box.&amp;nbsp; I take out a little card every day and seriously the Lord really does use these little cards.&amp;nbsp; He speaks to me through them and I am always eager for Him to speak to me.&amp;nbsp; There have been a lot of internal trials going on within me.&amp;nbsp; The Lord has been pointing me through various people to a path He has personally picked out for me.&amp;nbsp; He wants me to experience greater joy and LOVE in my life.&amp;nbsp; He has set me in Colorado to walk on this path and according to the verse today, He has promised that I shall come forth as gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, I accept this journey, this path you have set me on, I want to come forth as gold and glorify your name.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for all your awesome blessings.&amp;nbsp; In your son's name Jesus, I pray.&amp;nbsp; Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-2922636107724699613?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/2922636107724699613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=2922636107724699613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/2922636107724699613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/2922636107724699613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-direction.html' title='A New Direction'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-6084757658637196971</id><published>2010-04-05T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T09:10:21.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Thou My Vision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S7oLQi8Kw_I/AAAAAAAACIM/XGsTYrQZ3-s/s1600/Bolsa+Chica+fence+2010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S7oLQi8Kw_I/AAAAAAAACIM/XGsTYrQZ3-s/s320/Bolsa+Chica+fence+2010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zstKjGb6uAE&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Be Thou my vision&lt;/a&gt;, oh Lord of my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nought be all else to me, save  that Thou art&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thou my best thought by day or by night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waking or  sleeping, Thy presence my light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be Thou my wisdom, and Thou my  true word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ever with Thee and Thou with me Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thou my great  Father and I Thy true son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thou in me dwelling and I with Thee one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riches  I need not, nor man's empty praise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thou mine inheritance now and  always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thou and Thou only first in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;High king of heaven my  treasure Thou art&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be Thou my vision, oh Lord of my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nought  be all else to me, save that Thou art&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thou my best thought by day or  by night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;High king of heaven, my victory won&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May I reach heaven's  joy, bright heaven sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heart of my own heart, whatever befall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still  be my vision, oh ruler of all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;"I finally get why Paul and Barnabas set to song  when they were jailed in prison in the book of Acts. Sometimes to hear  the words of God sung are the healing balm that diverts you away from  deep seated sadness to that of a communal spiritual holy God sanctioned  power that almost can not be defined in words." (quoted by john146only)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;i&gt;With sadness in my heart for all the loss I have endured, I seek the Lord and His comfort.&amp;nbsp; For true and lasting comfort comes only from Him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~Rebecca&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-6084757658637196971?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/6084757658637196971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=6084757658637196971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6084757658637196971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6084757658637196971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/04/be-thou-my-vision.html' title='Be Thou My Vision'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S7oLQi8Kw_I/AAAAAAAACIM/XGsTYrQZ3-s/s72-c/Bolsa+Chica+fence+2010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-2761318873192356264</id><published>2010-04-04T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T19:41:21.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O the Deep Deep Love of Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S7lNLuNP7uI/AAAAAAAACIE/1f4tYN5zJSI/s1600/BCSB+sun+down+2010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S7lNLuNP7uI/AAAAAAAACIE/1f4tYN5zJSI/s320/BCSB+sun+down+2010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O the deep, deep love of Jesus, vast, unmeasured, boundless, free!&lt;br /&gt;Rolling as a mighty ocean in its fullness over me!&lt;br /&gt;Underneath me, all around me, is the current of thy love.&lt;br /&gt;Leading onward, leading homeward to thy glorious rest above!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O the deep deep love of Jesus, spread His praise from shore to shore!&lt;br /&gt;How He loveth, ever loveth, changeth never, nevermore.&lt;br /&gt;How He watches o'er His loved ones, died to call them all His own;&lt;br /&gt;How for them He intercedeth, watcheth o'er them from the throne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O the deep deep love of Jesus, love of every love the best!&lt;br /&gt;'Tis an ocean vast of blessing, 'tis a haven sweet of rest!&lt;br /&gt;O the deep deep love of Jesus, 'tis a heaven of heavens to me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And it lifts me up to glory, for it lifts me up the Thee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Easter my heart has been filled with song...hymns of praise.&amp;nbsp; Won't you sing the above song and fix your thoughts on His love for you?&amp;nbsp; Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9hzYKovRsJ8"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and sing along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-2761318873192356264?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/2761318873192356264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=2761318873192356264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/2761318873192356264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/2761318873192356264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-deep-deep-love-of-jesus.html' title='O the Deep Deep Love of Jesus'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S7lNLuNP7uI/AAAAAAAACIE/1f4tYN5zJSI/s72-c/BCSB+sun+down+2010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-8112187074465466931</id><published>2010-03-19T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T09:52:59.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S6Or1R563AI/AAAAAAAACEM/WYGsI0o15iA/s1600-h/cherry+tree+and+pink+dress+500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S6Or1R563AI/AAAAAAAACEM/WYGsI0o15iA/s320/cherry+tree+and+pink+dress+500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The point of prayer is not always to get answers from GOD, but to have complete and perfect unity with HIM. ...so endure the day with PRAYERS!   A Blessed day to you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-8112187074465466931?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/8112187074465466931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=8112187074465466931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8112187074465466931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8112187074465466931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/03/thought-for-day.html' title='Thought for the Day'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S6Or1R563AI/AAAAAAAACEM/WYGsI0o15iA/s72-c/cherry+tree+and+pink+dress+500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-7746107513292957566</id><published>2010-03-09T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T08:14:04.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Godliness with Contentment</title><content type='html'>"But godliness with contentment is great gain.&amp;nbsp; For we brought nothing into this world, and it is certain we can carry nothing out."&amp;nbsp; 1 Timothy 6:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am in Colorado, living in a rental house.&amp;nbsp; We had to sell our house in California and move to Colorado for my husband to keep his job.&amp;nbsp; Our Little Blue Cottage in California was small, but very cozy.&amp;nbsp; I was quite attached to it and I admit, I enjoyed all the treasures I had collected up.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I longed for a little bit bigger house, my sons wanted their own rooms, I wanted my own bathroom and a bigger living room.&amp;nbsp; I told my sons that if they wanted a bigger house they needed to take that request to God.&amp;nbsp; So they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are in a big house in Colorado.&amp;nbsp; It is the biggest house I have lived in since getting married.&amp;nbsp; As I sat in the huge living room with a cathedral ceiling, boxes and junk all around me, I looked down at a slip of paper that had the above verse on it.&amp;nbsp; Looking around at all the boxes of stuff I brought from my house in California, I began to see the meaning of what this verse was saying.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I can see how living with less can actually bring greater contentment.&amp;nbsp; Things can be a burden and this move has taught me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said in Luke 12:15, that our life does not consist in the abundance of things we own.&amp;nbsp; So giving up my house and many of the things I have owned over the years is a pathway to Him.&amp;nbsp; Letting go of my things means I have more room for Him.&amp;nbsp; When I lived in my little house I thought I was so close to Him, but this move has shown me how much more I need Him and how much more He has for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-7746107513292957566?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/7746107513292957566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=7746107513292957566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/7746107513292957566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/7746107513292957566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/03/godliness-with-contentment.html' title='Godliness with Contentment'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-7285339279804976646</id><published>2010-02-21T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:44:34.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"At the command of the Lord they remained encamped, and at the command of the Lord they journeyed..."&lt;/b&gt; Numbers 9:23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord orders our steps.&amp;nbsp; He tells us when to pick up and move and when to stay parked.&amp;nbsp; For now I am parked in a place I do not want to be.&amp;nbsp; You see I used to be parked somewhere else, I had a cute little cottage in California where I felt safe, comfortable and happy.&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed the company of friends and family, warm weather and year around gardening.&amp;nbsp; On top of that I had my favorite shops and places to enjoy myself.&amp;nbsp; Then one day it was all taken away when my husband came home and said that we had to move to Colorado to keep his job.&amp;nbsp; So we sold our cottage, left our friends and family and journeyed to Colorado where everything feels strange.&amp;nbsp; Nothing smells right, there is snow and ice and its cold!&amp;nbsp; On top of that, I am renting a house on a hilltop that I do not like.&amp;nbsp; I feel like this is a bad dream and I want to runaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I had a home in California.&amp;nbsp; I am homesick for it, but I did not always want to be parked where I was in in California.&amp;nbsp; There was a time when I was itching to move and the Lord told me I would move to Colorado, but I was to wait on Him about it.&amp;nbsp; As I waited on Him (for years), I learned to be content with where He had me parked in California.&amp;nbsp; Once I became content, that was the time I was moved to Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 27:14 says "Wait on the Lord, be of good courage, and He shall strengthen your heart."&amp;nbsp; So I need to wait again, wait on Him and be of good courage.&amp;nbsp; Waiting on Him brings strength to my heart. I hope that one day I will feel contentment in my surroundings, I wait on Him to bring that about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Praying, resting, waiting trusting ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;These are words that tell a story;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;As we wait for God to lead us,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;He responds, "Just seek my glory."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Hess&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-7285339279804976646?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/7285339279804976646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=7285339279804976646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/7285339279804976646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/7285339279804976646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/02/at-command-of-lord-they-remained.html' title=''/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-5312883004044544382</id><published>2010-02-13T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T07:59:21.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attractive Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S3bLLlyeqVI/AAAAAAAAB_E/QBaqrD5wbFQ/s1600-h/Water+lilies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S3bLLlyeqVI/AAAAAAAAB_E/QBaqrD5wbFQ/s200/Water+lilies.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"As for me, God forbid that I should boast about anything except the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ.&amp;nbsp; Because of that cross my interest in all the attractive things of the world was killed long ago, and the world's interest in me is also long dead."&amp;nbsp; (Galatians 6:14)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The attractive things of the world, what are they for you?&amp;nbsp; It may be an expensive car, a large home in a nice neighborhood, quality clothing, fancy dishes, etc.&amp;nbsp; There are many things in this world that attract our attention.&amp;nbsp; Our society is built around the accumulation of "goodies", moving up to bigger &amp;amp; better whatever that may be.&amp;nbsp; But what is truly essential in life is our relationship with Jesus.&amp;nbsp; We can have all the other goodies, but be desperately poor &amp;amp; naked because we do not have Him.&amp;nbsp; No matter what your situation, if you have salvation you are truly wealthy indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As followers of the Lord Jesus, our desire for Him should increase and our desire for the things of this world should decrease.&amp;nbsp; Through my experience of my husband losing his job in California and getting relocated to Colorado I have come to see things in a new light.&amp;nbsp; I saw the Lord's hand in all that happened.&amp;nbsp; I had to put my sweet little cottage up for sale.&amp;nbsp; Then two of my pets passed away.&amp;nbsp; I learned that even the pets He gives me are blessings from Him.&amp;nbsp; And that they are not mine, they are His and He lets me care for them.&amp;nbsp; I learned that my house is not "mine" it is His, I am just the care taker and He can give my house to whoever He wants.&amp;nbsp; He provides all and as Job said "The Lord gives and He takes away, blessed be the name of the Lord."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, I ask in your son's name, that you please make my desire for YOU increase and the desire for the things of this world decrease.&amp;nbsp; Let me be content with where You place me and what you give me. Let me bless your name always.&amp;nbsp; Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-5312883004044544382?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/5312883004044544382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=5312883004044544382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5312883004044544382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5312883004044544382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/02/attractive-things.html' title='Attractive Things'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/S3bLLlyeqVI/AAAAAAAAB_E/QBaqrD5wbFQ/s72-c/Water+lilies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-8471296878720537164</id><published>2010-02-07T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T22:35:10.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Jonah</title><content type='html'>This morning I heard a message about Jonah which was just what I needed to hear.&amp;nbsp; You see, we recently moved to Colorado from Southern California due to my husband being relocated because of his job.&amp;nbsp; Selling our home of 18 years, leaving our friends and family behind was heartbreaking.&amp;nbsp; Escrow closed, going away parties were held, goodbyes were said.&amp;nbsp; We hopped on a plane and in two hours we were whisked away to another world.&amp;nbsp; The shock of it all was overwhelming to my whole system.&amp;nbsp; It was not what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see our rental home that we found on Craig's List.&amp;nbsp; I was disappointed with it in some ways.&amp;nbsp; It was not what I had dreamed about.&amp;nbsp; I was angry and wanted out of the deal.&amp;nbsp; I lamented the sale of our house and the decision to leave California.&amp;nbsp; With these feelings rising up in me I realized that I did not want the moving van to show up at that rental house.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; Because I knew that once it did, my fate was sealed.&amp;nbsp; Well, the dreaded day came and I obeyed God.&amp;nbsp; I went to the house, I directed the movers on where to put our furniture and boxes thus sealing my fate to live in Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now listening to the Sunday sermon I realized I was being a Jonah.&amp;nbsp; My eyes were more fixed on 'my' desires rather than my lovely Lord.&amp;nbsp; Dear Lord, please forgive me for seeking delight in the things of this world rather than in You.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-8471296878720537164?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/8471296878720537164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=8471296878720537164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8471296878720537164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8471296878720537164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/02/like-jonah.html' title='Like Jonah'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-7742558341373701459</id><published>2010-01-20T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T09:54:23.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obedience</title><content type='html'>"All who are able to forsake things, to not seek anything for themselves, but to choose the difficult part, have a tremendous power in them, even as Christ had.&amp;nbsp; Because of that power in Him the Lord Jesus could refuse the evil and choose the good."&amp;nbsp; (Watchman Nee from The Messenger of the Cross pg. 64)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Philippians 2: 5 - 8) Let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus:&amp;nbsp; Who, being in the form of God, thought it not robbery to be equal with God:&amp;nbsp; But made himself of no reputation, and took upon him the form of a servant, and was made in the likeness of men:&amp;nbsp; And being found in fashion as a man, he humbled himself, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It requires great power to be obedient!&amp;nbsp; If God does not fill your heart first, you will not succeed, no matter how you try externally.&amp;nbsp; We need to learn to draw near to God daily and receive from heaven both butter and honey (&lt;i&gt;the grace &amp;amp; sweetness of love from the Lord&lt;/i&gt;) so that day by day we may live on earth choosing the good and refusing the evil."&amp;nbsp; (Watchman Nee from The Messenger of the Cross pg. 68).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-7742558341373701459?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/7742558341373701459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=7742558341373701459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/7742558341373701459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/7742558341373701459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/01/obedience.html' title='Obedience'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-4867548643903862036</id><published>2010-01-18T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T23:20:08.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama Queen?</title><content type='html'>These days I have been feeling like God has it out for me.&amp;nbsp; My husband has to relocate to another state to have a job.&amp;nbsp; We have to leave our home where we have lived for all our lives and live away from family and friends.&amp;nbsp; On top of that we lost two dear pets in the midst of selling our home and I have been having health problems.&amp;nbsp; Is God, having it out for us?&amp;nbsp; I know that is not right, but I sure can relate to what Job said in his time of adversity.&amp;nbsp; Then, I think of that book called &lt;i&gt;The Hiding Place &lt;/i&gt;by Corrie Ten Boom.&amp;nbsp; All the hardships of WW II that Corrie and her sister Betsy endured, okay, I think I have cornered the market on the phrase "Drama Queen".&amp;nbsp; Being that our country is in a recession, what is happening to our family is not unusual.&amp;nbsp; Because of this trial, I now know the pain and suffering of others in the same situation, I can relate.&amp;nbsp; Verses like:&amp;nbsp; "And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God..." (Romans 8:28) and "Be glad for all that God is planning for you , be patient in trouble, and prayerful always. (Romans 12:12) become more dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-4867548643903862036?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/4867548643903862036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=4867548643903862036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/4867548643903862036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/4867548643903862036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/01/drama-queen.html' title='Drama Queen?'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-8543741959506215929</id><published>2010-01-07T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T13:08:20.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You have got to read this!!</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you, but I am definitely seeing more sexually explicit smut on TV.&amp;nbsp; One minute I am watching a decent show and then BOOM a totally sexual commercial takes over.&amp;nbsp; It is horrid and getting worse if you ask me.&amp;nbsp; I am a member of AFA and One Million Moms and I get emails alerting me of what is going on out there in media world.&amp;nbsp; It is overwhelming.&amp;nbsp; But every now and then something surprises me, like Brit Hume saying Tiger Woods needs Jesus on air in front of all of America. LOL&amp;nbsp; Check out this &lt;a href="http://www.onenewsnow.com/Culture/Default.aspx?id=842680"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; on-line and get the whole enchilada, its GREAT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-8543741959506215929?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/8543741959506215929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=8543741959506215929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8543741959506215929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8543741959506215929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-have-got-to-read-this.html' title='You have got to read this!!'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-988811744917021619</id><published>2009-11-29T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:11:14.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adversity</title><content type='html'>So much of our society here in the United States is focused on having good times.&amp;nbsp; When adversity comes as it has to many Americans in this economy, we do not view it as helpful.&amp;nbsp; However, when we belong to God, our times of adversity can become useful and mighty tools in HIS hands.&amp;nbsp; Below is a sermon by Dr. Charles Stanley that will help you to understand how God uses adversity in the lives of His children for their good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.intouch.org/site/c.cnKBIPNuEoG/b.5612517/k.4858/God8217s_Purpose_in_Adversity.htm"&gt;God's Purpose in Adversity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-988811744917021619?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/988811744917021619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=988811744917021619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/988811744917021619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/988811744917021619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/11/adversity.html' title='Adversity'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-282277277797511591</id><published>2009-11-23T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:19:45.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthly Thoughts?</title><content type='html'>This morning I was able to snag some reading time.&amp;nbsp; The title of the devotion was "Heaven on Earth".&amp;nbsp; It said to set our minds on things above rather than things on earth (Col. 3:2).&amp;nbsp; To go along with that I heard a message on the radio about Heaven.&amp;nbsp; Lately, I have been telling the Lord that I don't like it down here.&amp;nbsp; I don't like death, sickness, aging, unkindness, etc.&amp;nbsp; So the Lord has been speaking to me of Heaven.&amp;nbsp; I know for myself, I get so fixed on what is going on around me, that heaven seems like a fantasy.&amp;nbsp; But listening to what the Bible has to say about heaven and believing it is real, well, that is a stress buster! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is something special about earth.&amp;nbsp; Earth is the only place where we can receive salvation.&amp;nbsp; Each person born on this planet has the opportunity to accept salvation through Jesus, God's greatest most ultimate gift!&amp;nbsp; Without Him there is no real joy, security, future or peace.&amp;nbsp; On earth everything is passing away, withering, aging, decaying, etc.&amp;nbsp; In Heaven that all stops!&amp;nbsp; I get so excited knowing that someday I will live in a place where there is no pain, no sadness, sickness, etc.&amp;nbsp; Praise God for His love as shown through His Son.&amp;nbsp; Because of Jesus, my ultimate destination is Heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-282277277797511591?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/282277277797511591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=282277277797511591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/282277277797511591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/282277277797511591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/11/earthly-thoughts.html' title='Earthly Thoughts?'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-499088355931035199</id><published>2009-11-16T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T10:31:25.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worried about Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>"Several Presidents, including George Washington, made one-time Thanksgiving holidays.       Although the demand for making it a regular national holiday came in from       various quarters, but of little impact. In 1827, Mrs. Sarah       Joseph Hale began lobbying several Presidents for the proclamation       of Thanksgiving as a national holiday. It didn't see success until 1863 when Abraham Lincoln&lt;span style="color: blue ! important; font-family: verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 13.3333px; font-weight: 400; position: static;"&gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: 1px solid blue; color: blue ! important; font-family: verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 13.3333px; font-weight: 400; position: static;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: 1px solid blue; color: blue ! important; font-family: verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 13.3333px; font-weight: 400; position: static;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="preLoadWrap" id="preLoadWrap1" style="position: relative;"&gt;&lt;div id="preLoadLayer1" style="display: none; left: -18px; position: absolute; top: -32px; z-index: 4000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kona.kontera.com/javascript/lib/imgs/grey_loader.gif" style="border: 0px none;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; finally made it a national holiday with his 1863 Thanksgiving Proclamation."&amp;nbsp; (as taken from:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.theholidayspot.com/thanksgiving/national_holiday.htm"&gt;How Thanksgiving Became a Holiday&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the patient diligence of Mrs. Sarah Joseph Hale, we have a national day of thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp; It took her about 40 years to see her hard work become fruitful.&amp;nbsp; And thanks to Abraham Lincoln for recognizing this was a good idea.&amp;nbsp; But where is America headed?&amp;nbsp; It saddens me the direction this great nation is taking.&amp;nbsp; I see it in how government is run, who is picked for president, etc.&amp;nbsp; I see it in the holidays we chose to celebrate and ignore.&amp;nbsp; One such holiday that I see hardly spoken of on TV or on the radio is "Thanksgiving".&amp;nbsp; It says in 2 Timothy 3, that in the last days it will be difficult to be a Christian.&amp;nbsp; That children will be disobedient to their parents, that people will be ungrateful and will love only themselves and money.&amp;nbsp; The list goes on. Yes, this is what concerns me, the spirit of ungratefulness.&amp;nbsp; It is in the church, it is in the world, it is in people's hearts.&amp;nbsp; And we see it in the fact that retailers readily accept Halloween and from there jump straight into Christmas.&amp;nbsp; All for the love of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, if you are a Christian, do not let the spirit of Thanksgiving die away in your heart, let your praises flow for our Lord's daily care, His great blessings and constant abiding love. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-499088355931035199?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/499088355931035199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=499088355931035199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/499088355931035199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/499088355931035199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/11/worried-about-thanksgiving.html' title='Worried about Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-49697159606057197</id><published>2009-11-13T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T10:03:17.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremiah 17:7-8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SwGTxRgav4I/AAAAAAAABsI/msNmmTfU2k0/s1600/lake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SwGTxRgav4I/AAAAAAAABsI/msNmmTfU2k0/s320/lake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord and has made the Lord his hope and confidence.&amp;nbsp; He is like a tree planted along the riverbank, with roots reaching deep into the water - a tree not bothered by the heat nor worried by long months of drought.&amp;nbsp; Its leaves stay green and it goes right on producing all its luscious fruit.&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/8652661206866965651-49697159606057197?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/49697159606057197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=49697159606057197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/49697159606057197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/49697159606057197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/11/jeremiah-177-8.html' title='Jeremiah 17:7-8'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SwGTxRgav4I/AAAAAAAABsI/msNmmTfU2k0/s72-c/lake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-988783109696143856</id><published>2009-11-13T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T09:42:02.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duties of Great Importance for a Christian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is taken from 1 Thessalonians 5:16-22.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Rejoice evermore!&lt;/b&gt; - In our salvation through Jesus Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sv2XmSkTQFI/AAAAAAAABpQ/E6ExT-ZODjs/s1600-h/cwjoysign.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sv2XmSkTQFI/AAAAAAAABpQ/E6ExT-ZODjs/s320/cwjoysign.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Pray without ceasing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sv2aOmx_Z7I/AAAAAAAABqI/biSef4xeOhE/s1600-h/jgngprayerchangesbrown.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sv2aOmx_Z7I/AAAAAAAABqI/biSef4xeOhE/s320/jgngprayerchangesbrown.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;In everything give thanks.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sv2XzVP2n-I/AAAAAAAABpg/62J8yMxjJtE/s1600-h/yrosebiblewrose.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sv2XzVP2n-I/AAAAAAAABpg/62J8yMxjJtE/s320/yrosebiblewrose.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Quench not the Spirit.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sv2X57gx5SI/AAAAAAAABpo/dHmQz4-1v9w/s1600-h/cwlovesign.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sv2X57gx5SI/AAAAAAAABpo/dHmQz4-1v9w/s320/cwlovesign.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; Despise not the preaching of the word.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sv2Ywe77SQI/AAAAAAAABp4/XfPwvGEEnWc/s1600-h/jgngitjesuslovesyou.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sv2Ywe77SQI/AAAAAAAABp4/XfPwvGEEnWc/s320/jgngitjesuslovesyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Prove all things (by the word), holding fast that which is good.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sv2YBQlFhzI/AAAAAAAABpw/hqdLSS5GSuA/s1600-h/wosbiblewithroses.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sv2YBQlFhzI/AAAAAAAABpw/hqdLSS5GSuA/s320/wosbiblewithroses.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Abstain from all appearance of evil.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sv2XqWOJ0eI/AAAAAAAABpY/gWwDXO_fIDs/s1600-h/cwthisbook.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sv2XqWOJ0eI/AAAAAAAABpY/gWwDXO_fIDs/s320/cwthisbook.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8652661206866965651-988783109696143856?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/988783109696143856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=988783109696143856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/988783109696143856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/988783109696143856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/11/duties-of-great-importance-for.html' title='Duties of Great Importance for a Christian'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sv2XmSkTQFI/AAAAAAAABpQ/E6ExT-ZODjs/s72-c/cwjoysign.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-2958243655015879879</id><published>2009-11-02T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T08:17:27.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wearing a Mask?</title><content type='html'>(Matthew 6:1-4)  Take heed that you do not do your charitable deeds before men, to be seen by them.  Otherwise you have no reward from your Father in heaven.  Therefore, when you do a charitable deed, do not sound a trumpet before you as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, that they may have glory from men.  Assuredly, I say to you, they have their reward.  But when you do a charitable deed, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, that your charitable deed may be in secret; and your Father who sees in secret will Himself reward you openly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Commentary&lt;/span&gt;:  As Jesus speaks about the inappropriateness of doing deeds just to be seen and applauded by people, He uses a very strong word to describe those who practice these things: hypocrites (v. 2).  The Greek term here is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hupokrites&lt;/span&gt;, which is the word for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;actor&lt;/span&gt;.  In ancient Greece, actors wore masks to convey emotion, so the term &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hupokrites&lt;/span&gt; was used to describe those who wear a mask, or who pretend to be something they are not.  Robertson's Word Pictures in the New Testament says:  "This is the hardest word that Jesus has for any class of people and He employs it for these pious pretenders who pose as perfect.  They have received their reward."  -Bill Crowder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My thoughts&lt;/span&gt;:  With Halloween just having gone by this made me think.  Wearing a costume one day out of the year is fun, but how many of us continue to wear a spiritual costume?  Just like wearing make-up can hide flaws, we can also wear make-up for our soul.  Jesus says that doing that is not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been thinking how overwhelmed I am by the cares of this life.  Reading this, there is no need to pretend that I am not.  It is good for me to be open and honest so that my brothers and sisters in Christ might be praying for me.  It is good to open to the Lord about it so that I open the door for Him to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also thought about how I have been thinking that I am doing most of the work around the house getting it ready for sale.  At times I loudly proclaim this.  Ahh, the flesh!  Yes, I need to remain silent and just do the work, and stop acting like I am perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-2958243655015879879?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/2958243655015879879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=2958243655015879879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/2958243655015879879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/2958243655015879879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/11/wearing-mask.html' title='Wearing a Mask?'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-5775484004741368501</id><published>2009-10-31T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:30:00.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Article</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.onenewsnow.com/Politics/Default.aspx?id=734422"&gt;Of Climate Control and One World Government&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the above title and read this very interesting article.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-5775484004741368501?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/5775484004741368501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=5775484004741368501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5775484004741368501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5775484004741368501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/10/interesting-article.html' title='Interesting Article'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-3881573212965641429</id><published>2009-10-21T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:08:18.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Bombarded?</title><content type='html'>Here are four simple truths from God's Word that can make a difference and lead you to victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First, whenever you face difficulties, remember that God is in control of all your circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; (Romans 8:28-29).  Though He may not have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;initiated&lt;/span&gt; our trials, He &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;allowed&lt;/span&gt; them.  That means He can bring good out of them and teach us powerful lessons if we trust Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Second, remember that the Lord takes full responsibility for all your needs when you are following Him in obedience.&lt;/span&gt;  (Romans 8:31-32)  Paul confirmed this principle when he wrote, "God will supply all your needs according to His riches in glory in Christ Jesus" (Phil. 4:19).  The Father is faithful to provide for you, even when you cannot see how He will do so (Ps. 37:25)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Third, remember that if you have trusted Jesus Christ as your Savior, the Lord is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with you.&lt;/span&gt; (Romans 8:35-37).  You are not alone.  No matter where you go or what you go through, God will never forsake you (Deut. 31:6, 8; Heb. 13:5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally, remember that the Lord loves you with an eternal, irrevocable love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;(Romans 8:38-39)  You cannot lose God's love.  It is unconditional, sacrificial, and based on His unwavering character - not on your behavior (Romans 5:8; 1 John 4:7-10).  That does not mean He condones sin.  On the contrary, ungoldly behavior is destructive to you, so He despises it.  Rather, it means His affection for you is not based on what you do.  You don't have to earn it or work to keep it.  When you fail, you do not forfeit it.  And no one could ever convince Him to care for you less.  His love is freely given and all you have to do is open your heart to receive it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By Charles Stanley ~ edited by B. Finley)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-3881573212965641429?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/3881573212965641429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=3881573212965641429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3881573212965641429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3881573212965641429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/10/feeling-bombarded.html' title='Feeling Bombarded?'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-6541363739667427734</id><published>2009-10-19T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:59:16.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fret Not Thyself</title><content type='html'>Far in the future&lt;br /&gt;Lieth a fear,&lt;br /&gt;Like a long, low mist of grey,&lt;br /&gt;Gathering to fall in dreary rain,&lt;br /&gt;Thus doth thy heart within thee complain;&lt;br /&gt;And even now thou art afraid, for round thy dwelling&lt;br /&gt;The flying winds are ever telling&lt;br /&gt;Of the fear that lieth grey,&lt;br /&gt;Like a gloom of brooding mist upon the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the Lord is always kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be not blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be not blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To the shining of His face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To the comforts of His grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hath He ever failed thee yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never, never:  wherefore fret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O fret not thyself, nor let&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thy heart be troubled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neither let it be afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near by thy footfall&lt;br /&gt;Springeth a joy,&lt;br /&gt;Like a new-blown little flower&lt;br /&gt;Growing for thee, to make thee glad,&lt;br /&gt;Let thy countenance be no more sad,&lt;br /&gt;But wake the voice of joy and health within thy dwelling,&lt;br /&gt;And let thy tongue be ever telling,&lt;br /&gt;Not of fear that lieth grey,&lt;br /&gt;But of little laughing flowers beside the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the Lord is always kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Be not blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Be not blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To the shining of His face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To the comforts of His grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hath He ever failed thee yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Never will His love forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; O fret not thyself, nor let&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Thy heart be troubled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Neither let it be afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span&gt;By Amy Carmichael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-6541363739667427734?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/6541363739667427734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=6541363739667427734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6541363739667427734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6541363739667427734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/10/fret-not-thyself.html' title='Fret Not Thyself'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-492890664342772461</id><published>2009-10-16T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T10:39:06.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New View</title><content type='html'>I have been feeling a bit depressed.  The Lord has shaken our circumstances.  We are very blessed that my husband did not lose his job, however, keeping his job requires us to move to another state.  After living in the state of California for 48 years, moving away does not thrill me.  Especially leaving the house that I have lived in the past 18 years.  This is the first house Mark and I bought.  All the work we have done to our home in the past 18 years we will now leave behind.  My gardens, the trees we planted with our Cub Scout troop, my remodeled kitchen, etc.  All these things have become dear to me, but yet, these are not the things I should be hanging on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been blessed beyond measure in my Little Blue Cottage and I can honestly say that I have not realized how much I have been blessed until being faced with moving away.  Out of the depression I feel I have been afforded a view of something greater.  God's faithfulness, His love, care and kindness.  And I am blessed with the knowledge that it is not "things" I should hang on to, but HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But oh my soul, do not be discouraged, do not be upset, expect God to act!  For I know that I shall again have plenty of reason to praise Him for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; will do.  He is my help!  He is my God!"  ~Psalm 42:11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-492890664342772461?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/492890664342772461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=492890664342772461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/492890664342772461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/492890664342772461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-view.html' title='A New View'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-3343178560594170650</id><published>2009-10-14T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T11:23:12.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Knows the Future</title><content type='html'>This morning my devotional was titled "Be Still" and it quoted the verse Psalm 46:10 ~ Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth! ~  With what is going on in our country and within the state of California, this is a comforting verse.  And for that matter, this verse is comforting concerning our family's future move to Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been praying that I will not stray from the Lord.  That I will always choose Him despite the sufferings.  As I see it, suffering is a proving ground.  This quote makes sense to me "God knows the future, so we are safe in His hands."  Despite what is going on around me, the Lord is my rock.  He is ever present, unchanging, unmovable.  I need to leave all with Him and trust.  To rest comfortably in His care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-3343178560594170650?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/3343178560594170650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=3343178560594170650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3343178560594170650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3343178560594170650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/10/god-knows-future.html' title='God Knows the Future'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-1966543207244881877</id><published>2009-09-30T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T13:17:07.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejoice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SsO8HwmvP_I/AAAAAAAABiw/sA4zN_WpxJ4/s1600-h/Tuckahoe_River_Fall_Reflections.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SsO8HwmvP_I/AAAAAAAABiw/sA4zN_WpxJ4/s320/Tuckahoe_River_Fall_Reflections.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387356420757733362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Sing and rejoice, O daughter of Zion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;for, lo, I come, and I will dwell in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;midst of thee, saith the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Zechariah 2:10~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-1966543207244881877?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/1966543207244881877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=1966543207244881877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/1966543207244881877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/1966543207244881877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/09/rejoice.html' title='Rejoice'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SsO8HwmvP_I/AAAAAAAABiw/sA4zN_WpxJ4/s72-c/Tuckahoe_River_Fall_Reflections.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-6909040181508304511</id><published>2009-09-29T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T10:23:44.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Demonstrating Our Love for Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SsI_42n-EMI/AAAAAAAABio/Jz8oeSu33yw/s1600-h/Beauty+of+Life.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SsI_42n-EMI/AAAAAAAABio/Jz8oeSu33yw/s320/Beauty+of+Life.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386938350256918722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Purity is best demonstrated by generosity.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Luke 11:41&lt;/span&gt;  (translation from the Living Bible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This verse speaks to me.  Jesus was speaking to the Pharisees in the above verse.  He said that they wash the outside, but on the inside they were very dirty - full of greed and wickedness. They were careful to follow the law, but their motives were wrong.  He told them that they were forgetting about justice and the love of God.  He accused them of hiding the truth from people by appearing to accept God when they were not.  In today's language, they were going through the motions, but their heart wasn't in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are amazing passages.  The Lord is looking for a tender, humble heart, open to Him.  He isn't looking for robots.  He wants a relationship with us.  He wants our right actions to spring out of love for Him.  Once we love Him, we will naturally love others.  When I am filled with Him I will naturally have something to give others.  Out of me, will spring living water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generosity of heart means willingness to forgive.  Willingness to help others.  Etc.  We can only get this from our Lord.  Let my love for you O Lord spring up into service of those around me.  Lord, please let me be pleasing to you this day.  In Jesus name I ask ~ Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-6909040181508304511?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/6909040181508304511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=6909040181508304511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6909040181508304511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6909040181508304511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/09/demonstrating-our-love-for-him.html' title='Demonstrating Our Love for Him'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SsI_42n-EMI/AAAAAAAABio/Jz8oeSu33yw/s72-c/Beauty+of+Life.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-8542675825418044353</id><published>2009-09-28T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T18:08:12.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeking Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://connietom.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SsFacqZgrlI/AAAAAAAABig/F9X14Xmdc6c/s320/LanternsofGold+by+Connie+Tom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386686077775949394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lanterns of Gold&lt;br /&gt;By Connie Tom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I may not see the path ahead,&lt;br /&gt;Or find my way with ease,&lt;br /&gt;But Jesus leads me by the hand~&lt;br /&gt;He knows the way, He sees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct your paths.&lt;br /&gt;~Proverbs 3:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What does acknowledging God mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;First we must accept Jesus as our Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then we must ex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;press recognition of His power over our lives.&lt;br /&gt;If we simply do this, He will lead us and guide us.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-8542675825418044353?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/8542675825418044353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=8542675825418044353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8542675825418044353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8542675825418044353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/09/seeking-him.html' title='Seeking Him'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SsFacqZgrlI/AAAAAAAABig/F9X14Xmdc6c/s72-c/LanternsofGold+by+Connie+Tom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-9185339314631613142</id><published>2009-09-25T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T20:56:59.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn Bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freespiritart.com/autumn-bridge-by-white.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sr2NaZ9BlEI/AAAAAAAABiY/7Fd42d1sElQ/s320/autumn-bridge-by-white.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385616214187938882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Autumn Bridge&lt;br /&gt;By Charles White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Lord is ever with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Along life's busy way;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I trust in Him completely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For guidance day by day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~Anonomous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all liberally and without reproach, and it will be given to him.&lt;br /&gt;(James 1:5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Our heavenly Father promises to provide the guidance we need, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;especially during trying times.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All we need do is ask with a sincere desire to follow His direction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and faith that His way is best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-9185339314631613142?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/9185339314631613142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=9185339314631613142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/9185339314631613142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/9185339314631613142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/09/autumn-bridge.html' title='Autumn Bridge'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sr2NaZ9BlEI/AAAAAAAABiY/7Fd42d1sElQ/s72-c/autumn-bridge-by-white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-3347996631799687919</id><published>2009-09-20T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T16:12:05.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giant Despair at Doubting Castle</title><content type='html'>I am still reading the great classic Pilgrim's Progress.  In Chapter 14 Christian follows a man by the name of Vain Confidence, who leads them off the path.  Vain Confidence falls into a pit which kills him leaving Christian and his companion Hopeful on their own and off course.  When they realize that they are definitely off course they try to head back the way they came only it is dark and there is a storm raging about them.  Unfortunately, they wind up at Doubting Castle and fall into the hands of Giant Despair and his wife Diffidence who throw them into their dungeon.  Here below is a quote from the book toward the end of the chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So when morning came, the Giant went to them again, took them into the castle yard, and showed them what his wife had suggested to him.  "These," said the Giant "were once Pilgrims as you are, and they trespassed on my property as you have done.  When I saw fit, I tore them in pieces, and within ten days I'll do the same to you.  Go! Get yourselves down to your cell again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, he beat them all the way there.  They lay, therefore, all day on Saturday in a pitiful condition as before.  When night came, and when Diffidence and her husband the Giant had gone to bed, they began again their conversation about their prisoners.  And then the old Giant wondered why he couldn't bring them to an end with either his beating or his advice.  Then his wife replied, "I fear that someone will come to rescue them, or that they may have some means to pick the locks by the means of which they hope to escape."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You think so, my Dear?" said the Giant.  "Therefore, I'll search them in the morning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on Saturday about midnight the prisoners began to pray, and they continued in prayer until almost daybreak.  A little before dawn good Christian, as someone half amazed, broke out in this passionate declaration:  "What a fool I am," he exclaimed, "to lay here in a stinking dungeon, when I could just as easily walk at liberty!  In my coat, next to my heart, I have a Key called Promise.  I'm persuaded it will open any lock in Doubting Castle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's good news, Brother," said Hopeful.  "Take it out and try."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Christian took it from his heart and began to try it on the dungeon door.  As he turned the key, the bolt on the door gave way, and the door easily flew open.  Christian and Hopeful both went out, and then Christian went to the iron gate, for it had to be opened too.  Well, that lock turned very hard, but the key opened it.  Then they threw open the gate to quickly make their escape."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shows that we need to keep the word of God tucked in our hearts.  And when we fall into doubt or despair (as most of us will) we need to use the word of God and His precious promises to help us escape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-3347996631799687919?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/3347996631799687919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=3347996631799687919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3347996631799687919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3347996631799687919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/09/giant-despair-at-doubting-castle.html' title='Giant Despair at Doubting Castle'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-3025105660777784036</id><published>2009-09-18T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T19:40:31.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternal vs. Earthly</title><content type='html'>This morning I was inspired by my devotional.  It was talking about there being two kinds of people in the world.  Those who have an eternal outlook and those who have a here &amp;amp; now outlook (or present).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characteristics of an Eternal Outlook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Absorbed in the permanent, heavenly minded&lt;br /&gt;2.  Stores treasure in Heaven&lt;br /&gt;3.  Hangs in there when the going gets tough&lt;br /&gt;4.  Willing to suffer earthly poverty, hunger, shame, indignity for the glory that will be revealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characteristics of a Present Outlook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Absorbed in what is the here &amp;amp; now (earthly matters)&lt;br /&gt;2.  Accumulates things here on Earth&lt;br /&gt;3.  Happiness hinges on circumstances&lt;br /&gt;4.  Pursues wealth, fame, power, popularity, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us."&lt;/span&gt;  (Romans 8:18)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to practice faith in the everyday little things.  That being a stay at home mom (SAHM) is a blessing even if the world looks at it as lowly.  I should get my clue right there that I am doing God's will by staying home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching a show last night about a missionary woman.  She was able to help so many.  I began lamenting my placement in life, but then she said something that struck me.  She said "When we really give, it costs us something."  I got to thinking about that and what I do at home.  Is it really costing me something?  If it is, then I am doing God's work and I need not lament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must go to take care of the many things that the Lord has for me to do.  As I do that, I place this post in the Lord's capable hands in hopes that it will bless you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-3025105660777784036?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/3025105660777784036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=3025105660777784036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3025105660777784036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3025105660777784036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/09/eternal-vs-earthly.html' title='Eternal vs. Earthly'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-5681843785644953328</id><published>2009-09-14T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T11:30:07.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking About our Country</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"But in every nation he that feareth Him, and worketh righteousness, is accepted with Him."&lt;/span&gt; (Acts 10:35).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Whoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved."&lt;/span&gt; (Romans 10:13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"And he came thither unto a cave, and lodged there; and, behold, the word of the LORD came to him, and he said unto him, What doest thou here, Elijah?  And he said, I have been very jealous for the LORD God of hosts: because the children of Israel have forsaken thy covenant, thrown down thine altars, and slain thy prophets with the sword; and I, even I only, am left; and they seek my life, to take it away." &lt;/span&gt; (1 Kings 19:13-14)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Yet I have left me seven thousand in Israel, all the knees which have not bowed unto Baal, and every mouth which hath not kissed him."&lt;/span&gt;  (1 Kings 19:18)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things going on in the United States today that are quite alarming.  The government is taking a turn away from God.  The hearts of the people are also taking a turn.  Instead of looking to God they are looking to government to meet their needs.  In our country we have our beloved Constitution that states our God given rights, but those rights look to be in jeopardy.  Congress and the president are moving for a more global society through acceptance of universal laws made by the United Nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, amongst all the calamity I hear people saying, "Where are the Christians?"  It sort of puts me on a guilt trip.  I take a stand as best I can, but some days I feel overwhelmed.  Yes, we need to take a stand upholding the word of God, but I have chosen to put the outcome of what I do in the Lord's hands.  It is not by our own strength that our country will change.  If it was, then we could all boast.  God wants us to rely on Him.  I see this in the story of Elijah taken from 1 Kings 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1 Kings 19, we see that Israel was governed by Ahab &amp;amp; Jezebel, a couple that did not follow God.  Most of the country was ungodly, but yet God told Elijah that 7,000 remained faithful to Him, that Elijah was not the only one left.  I see in this that God knows who are His.  He closely watches them in the midst of a country that has gone astray.  And what about other countries where there are Christians, but their government is evil?  Are they bad Christians because of what is going on in their country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what am I getting at?  Well, I am trying to encourage Christians.  Just because things are taking a turn in our country does not mean that we are bad Christians.  As Acts 10:35 says, "he that fearth Him, and worketh righteousness is accepted with Him."  God knows what is going on and He knows who are His in every country on this planet.  In HIS time, God will use us and we will be mighty in HIM and work great wonders in HIS strength.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-5681843785644953328?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/5681843785644953328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=5681843785644953328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5681843785644953328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5681843785644953328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/09/thinking-about-our-country.html' title='Thinking About our Country'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-6474990798502338261</id><published>2009-09-13T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:04:03.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Will Provide</title><content type='html'>It was our 24th wedding anniversary.  Instead of taking a grand trip to celebrate, my husband took me 400 miles from home to have a surgery I needed.  We took out a loan to pay for a skilled specialist.   We left our children in the care of family, loaded up our car and took off.  We were planning on being home in 10 days, but little did we know that we would not return home for a 5 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully my sister, who was away on holiday with her family in Italy, offered us the comfort of her home.  It was right near where we needed to be.  So we arrived and had a day to spend to ourselves before we started up with doctor appointments.  We celebrated with a day spent at the bay.  It was an absolute lovely day and we had dinner at the waterfront.  I completely enjoyed my time despite the pain I was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I saw the doctor.  There was a consultation, an exam and tests.  The next few days were filled with preparing for surgery.  Surgery day finally arrived and it went well.  The next day I was allowed to go home to recover.  I was doing fairly well at first, but it took a turn.  We called the doctor who assured us that I was fine.  The next day I did not feel well either and stayed in bed.  My pain kept increasing and I felt very ill.  We called the doctor, but again he said I was going to be fine.  We were able to keep our scheduled after care appointment.  I was still not doing well, and to make matters worse, the doctor had an attitude.  He brushed me off as a complainer and prescribed a stronger pain killer.  My husband took me back to my sister's house and then left to fill my new prescription.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my husband was away something horrible happened.  I had a sharp pain like a hot poker was being jammed up my side.  I could feel that I was going to pass out.  I managed to get to a phone by dragging myself on the ground.  I called my husband on his cell to let him know that I was calling 911.  Then I called 911.  I do not remember too much after that, only that my husband arrived before the paramedics.  That the ambulance attendant was upset that he got stuck taking me to the hospital.  And I remember my doctor standing over me letting me know I did the right thing by calling 911.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came out of surgery with a 50/50 chance of survival.  My husband wept at the sight of me on a respirator with two poles worth of medicine being pumped into my body.  I was in ICU with my own nurse for a week.  Then on the regular floor for 3 weeks.  I did not see my children at all during that time.  None the less, the Lord provided for my needs in an unfamiliar place.  He provided for my children's needs and my husband's.  He also sent many people to help us.  And he sent people to pray for me.  He sent people who spoke direction to me, to let me know that I did not die because I am to take care of my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people that believe that trials are bad.  I do not believe that anymore.  Trials in the hands of our Lord are avenues that bring us closer to Him.  If left in His hands we will feel the touch of His hand, His strong love and His unfailing care.  As I look back on this huge trial in my life I remember His loving care, His closeness and His touch.  It has changed me for the better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-6474990798502338261?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/6474990798502338261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=6474990798502338261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6474990798502338261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6474990798502338261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/09/god-will-provide.html' title='God Will Provide'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-7933302005022285655</id><published>2009-09-04T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:33:49.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Righteousness</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1 John 1:9 (Amplified Bible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; If we [freely] admit that we have sinned and confess our sins, He is faithful and just (true to His own nature and promises) and will forgive our sins [dismiss our lawlessness] and [continuously] cleanse us from all unrighteousness [everything not in conformity to His will in purpose, thought, and action].&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why do we hide?  We do not want others to know our faults.  We worry that we will be looked down on.  That others will criticize us.  One person we need not hide from is God.  The above verse encourages us not to.  What makes us beautiful in God's eyes is daily relying on Christ's death on the cross.  Freely confessing our sin.  When we do this, God is faithful to forgive us, cleanse us and we draw closer to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;None of us is perfect, if we were then Christ would not have come.  Lets stop pretending to be perfect, doing so is pride in action.  Let us humble ourselves by confessing our sin and letting Christ cleanse us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-7933302005022285655?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/7933302005022285655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=7933302005022285655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/7933302005022285655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/7933302005022285655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/09/1-john-19-amplified-bible-if-we-freely.html' title='Real Righteousness'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-3001285238107101396</id><published>2009-09-01T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:52:23.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.  (Philippians 3:14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I am alone.  The boys are at public high school.  I think that I have been needing this time of rest because I have felt I've been running a marathon.  The marathon has been about "endurance".  Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first began homeschooling when I was in a lot of pain.  I remember the days of the boys being in two different schools.  One was finishing public elementary and the other was at the new private school that included homeschooling. I remember driving to pick up children and being so tired I was sleepy.  Worn down from all the responsibilities and the pain, I was a mess, but somehow God gave me the strength to endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in 2007 there was my surgery that went wrong.  My bowel developed a small hole after the surgery.  It ruptured and they found I had sepsis.  I nearly died.  If it had not been for my bowel rupturing, I would have died because my doctor did not realize there was anything very wrong.  After emergency surgery, I awoke with a colostomy.  The Lord brought me through those dark days.  Through the year 2008 I struggled to get adjusted to a colostomy as well as homeschool both my sons.  Amazing things the Lord does!  In October of 2008 I again submitted to surgery this time to reverse my colostomy.  After that surgery I had an ileus.  It was a tough recovery, but even so I was still homeschooling and even teaching my older son world history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are in 2009.  I am able to ride a bike and swim now.  The boys are at public school and I am blessed with quiet time.  Not that there is nothing to do, believe me there is plenty.  But somehow, I have been waiting for this time.  Time to be with Him...alone.  I sigh a deep sigh and drink in the refreshment.  Unfortunately, I still have pain, but because of my Lord, I am able to keep running the race.  Enduring, growing in faith, seeing His hand through every part of my life.  Knowing I am not alone, that nothing in my life is random since I gave it to Him.  I am enduring and with every trial the pull of the world grows fainter as I long for more of His glory and grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-3001285238107101396?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/3001285238107101396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=3001285238107101396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3001285238107101396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3001285238107101396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/09/marathon.html' title='Marathon'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-6662124775158763880</id><published>2009-08-25T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:44:06.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not of This World?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I have given them your word and the world has hated them, for they are not of the world any more than I am of the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;My prayer is not that you take them out of the world but that you protect them from the evil one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;They are not of the world, even as I am not of it. (John 17:14-16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see in this verse that Jesus said His followers are not of this world any more than He is?  That is pretty awesome!  I have to admit that I do not always think like that.  I get caught up in what is going on here and forget how Jesus thinks about the matter.  As the verse goes on, we find Jesus asking the Father to protect us from the evil one.  So He knew that we would be attacked.  I see a very loving Lord in this verse.  A Lord that cares about us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-6662124775158763880?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/6662124775158763880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=6662124775158763880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6662124775158763880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6662124775158763880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-of-this-world.html' title='Not of This World?'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-8410299177543389575</id><published>2009-08-21T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T08:19:45.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride</title><content type='html'>The above word is something I know that I can have a real problem with.  Pride is sneaky, it creeps up on us without us knowing about it.  Especially when we live in a society that encourages us to have pride.  We are assaulted on a daily basis.  People's bumper stickers expressing pride in their football team, their bad attitude, sexual orientation or their child at school.  Commercials on TV urging us to keep looking and acting young with products, procedures and drugs.  If you start looking around with spiritual eyes, you will see lots of things in our society that draw us into pride.  Pride can be good, pride can be bad.  As a Christian what we are proud about needs to be kept in check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pharisees were very proud of their behavior.  Proud because they thought they were right with God.  Why, they thought this way was the problem.  They followed strict rituals and rules.  Their righteousness hinged on their own efforts.  We too may fall into thinking this way when we attend church regularly, have a lead position in the church, etc.  We have to make sure that we are remembering who made us righteous.  It never hinges on us, we are not the star of the show.  The only star is Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in the parable of the Publican and the Pharisee (Luke 18:9-14).  One was a sinner and he approached the Lord with humbleness asking Him to be merciful to him for he was a sinner.  The other man was a Pharisee who approached the Father with pride, saying he was glad he was not like "that man" a sinner.  Jesus said that the first man had the right attitude.  Let that attitude be in us also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, legalists emphasize external ritual, often to the neglect of genuine heart issues.  Jesus encouraged us to consider our hearts.  Here is a simple way to check your spiritual temperature.  Matthew 15:18 says:  "Those things which proceed out of the mouth come from the heart."  What is coming out of your mouth?  I know for myself, I have got some pride that needs to be dealt with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-8410299177543389575?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/8410299177543389575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=8410299177543389575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8410299177543389575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8410299177543389575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/08/pride.html' title='Pride'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-5661754876486497342</id><published>2009-08-16T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:35:54.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let this mind be in you...</title><content type='html'>Let this mind be in you which was also in Christ Jesus, who, being in the form of God, did not consider it robbery to be equal with God, but made Himself of no reputation, taking the form of a bondservant, and coming in the likeness of men.  And being found in appearance as a man, He humbled Himself and became obedient to the point of death, even the death of the cross. (Philippians 2:5-8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This morning I read this verse and noticed the phrase "Let this mind be in you".  What is that mind?  It is humility.  Jesus completely emptied Himself, he held on to nothing for himself.  What he did hang on to was the Father.  He did only what the Father wanted.  That is the mind that should be in us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-5661754876486497342?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/5661754876486497342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=5661754876486497342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5661754876486497342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5661754876486497342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/08/let-this-mind-be-in-you.html' title='Let this mind be in you...'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-3306598486899811692</id><published>2009-08-07T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:54:24.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valley of the Shadow of Death</title><content type='html'>I am still reading the book Pilgrim's Progress.  I came to the part where Christian has to journey through the Valley of the Shadow of Death.  This valley is filled with darkness and the path is narrow, with one side having a ditch and the other side a mire.  Taking this path requires a constant balancing act.  When Christian lifted his foot to take a step forward he did not know where his foot would land.  Also along the path were hideous noises, flames, smoke and sparks.  To keep balance on this path Christian resorted to prayer.  He could be heard crying out "O Lord save me!"  Here is a quote from the book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"He went on like this for a great while, but the flames were still reaching him.  He heard threatening voices and rushing about, so that sometimes he thought he would be torn in pieces or trodden down like mud in the roads.  For several miles altogether he saw these frightening sights and heard these dreadful noises; and coming to a place where he thought he heard a gang of fiends coming toward him, he stopped and began to consider what would  be the best thing to do.  Sometimes he had half a mind to go back; then he thought  again that he might be halfway through the valley.  Also, he remembered how he had already vanquished many a danger and that the risk of going back might be much more than going forward.  So he resolved to go on, yet the fiends seemed to come nearer and nearer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When they had almost reached him, Christian cried out with a most earnest voice, "I will go in the strength of the Lord God.""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel as if you are walking through the Valley of the Shadow of Death?   Are you crying out "O Lord save me!"?  I am.  Certainly Christian is a good example for us to follow.  So keep praying, keep moving forward and say in an earnest voice, "I will go in the strength of the Lord."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-3306598486899811692?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/3306598486899811692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=3306598486899811692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3306598486899811692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3306598486899811692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/08/valley-of-shadow-of-death.html' title='Valley of the Shadow of Death'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-6825978612881364998</id><published>2009-07-30T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T18:11:52.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer for our Nation</title><content type='html'>WASHINGTON, DC - Rev. Jonathan Falwell (son of the late Rev. Jerry Falwell) went to Washington, to deliver the opening prayer for the U.S. House of Representatives this past Wednesday.  His mother, Macel, was in the House gallery to see her son give the invocation.  Falwell took over as pastor of Thomas Road Baptist Church in Lynchburg, Virginia, after his father passed away in 2007. &lt;p&gt;During his prayer, Jonathan Falwell asked God to forgive the nation's sins and guide its leaders.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We know as our forefathers knew and as the scriptures tell us that righteousness exalts a nation, but sin is a reproach to any people," Falwell prayed. "And so today we ask Your forgiveness for the sins that we as a people and we as a nation have committed. We seek Your wisdom and Your guidance in all that takes place in this room. We ask You to be a lamp unto our feet and a light unto our path. Above all, we ask You to continue to bless this great land that we call home."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He then concluded his prayer in Jesus' name.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Note:  This on-line &lt;a href="http://www.onenewsnow.com/Culture/Default.aspx?id=625128"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; has been slightly edited by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-6825978612881364998?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/6825978612881364998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=6825978612881364998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6825978612881364998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6825978612881364998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/07/refreshing-prayer-for-our-nation.html' title='Prayer for our Nation'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-3567000631789735978</id><published>2009-07-25T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T11:03:41.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pilgrim's Progress</title><content type='html'>My son Eric read The Pilgrim's Progress (written in modern English - revised and updated by L. Edward Hazelbaker).  Eric said, "You will like it Mom".  Then one day he laid the book on my bed to encourage me to read it.  So I started to read it, but had to put it down for a bit.  This week I have picked it back up and I am really enjoying it.  There are so many deep spiritual lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, the main character, Christian, carries a burden on his back.  He has been set on a path by Evangelist toward a "gate" where he will be set on the straight and narrow path to heaven.  On the way Christian meets up with Mr. Worldly Wiseman who persuades Christian that the path he is on is full of danger.  He then persaudes Christian to take the path to a town called Morality.  There he is to seek Mr. Legality or his son Civility who will be able to help him eliminate his burden.  Once eliminated, he could then live a happy life of ease, safety, friendship and contentment in the town of Morality.  But the path becomes so steep and dangerous that Christian fears of losing his life.  It is then that Evangelist shows up and directs him back to the right path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evangelist tells Christian, "I say therefore, when anyone works to persuade you that following God's instrustions will cause you death, when the Truth has said you cannot have eternal life without doing so, you must despise that person's doctrine."  Christian repents and goes straight back to the path to that leads to the gate.  When he reaches the gate he meets a man named Goodwill.  Goodwill laments that no one saw fit to come along with Christian.  There was a man named Pliable that came part way, but bailed out at the Slew of Despondence.  To this Goodwill says, "Alas, poor man!  Is the Celestial Glory of so little value to him that he doesn't count it worth running the hazard of a few difficulties to obtain?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have never read the book "The Pilgrim's Progress" I highly recommend that you do.  Go to this &lt;a href="http://www.bridgelogos.com/bestsellers.htm"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;, scroll down and you will find it under "Pure Gold Classics".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-3567000631789735978?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/3567000631789735978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=3567000631789735978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3567000631789735978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3567000631789735978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/07/pilgrims-progress.html' title='The Pilgrim&apos;s Progress'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-4510572549718453657</id><published>2009-07-19T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T13:27:31.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing in the Gap</title><content type='html'>In Psalm 80:12, David asks God why He has removed His hedge of protection from Israel -- “Why have you broken down its [hedge] so that all who pass by pick its fruit?” God referred to a hedge as a righteous man when He told the prophet Ezekiel in Ezekiel 22:30, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;“I searched for a man among them who would repair the [hedge] and stand in the gap before Me on behalf of the land so that I might not destroy it, but I found no one.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I came across this verse in my readings today.  I thought it was very interesting.  It immediately made me think about America.  That we as Christians need to stand in the gap on behalf of our land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-4510572549718453657?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/4510572549718453657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=4510572549718453657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/4510572549718453657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/4510572549718453657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/07/standing-in-gap.html' title='Standing in the Gap'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-7903180089945998889</id><published>2009-07-18T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:51:49.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trials of Paul</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;In Second Timothy, we are given a rare glimpse into the life of one of God's most precious servants. Paul had been faithful. He had lived his life in obedience to the Word of God. Casting aside his own desires in order to do the Lord's will, time after time he had walked away from things of this world—desires and temptations that had the potential to draw him away from God's plan and purpose for his life. Now his life was drawing to a close.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You may think this is not a fitting way to end one's life—alone and suffering—especially after serving God so faithfully. It is difficult to understand until we step aside from what we think is right and ask God to open our eyes to His eternal plan. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It is not what we do for God that is important. It is our love and devotion to Christ that brings the greatest reward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God sees the inner lining of our hearts. He sees our hurts and fears, but He also is aware of the great potential our lives contain. He is committed to preparing us to live and serve Him for all eternity.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Trials and testings teach us how to trust Him more completely.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We study the circumstances of life by the light of His truth. Trials last for a season, but the knowledge we gain from the experience remains with us throughout time. He stretches our faith to prove that it is strong and binding. When He is sure it will hold, He sends His greatest blessings our way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~&lt;a href="http://www.intouch.org/site/c.cnKBIPNuEoG/b.5288131/k.BD83/The_Trials_of_Paul.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Charles Stanley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-7903180089945998889?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/7903180089945998889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=7903180089945998889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/7903180089945998889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/7903180089945998889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/07/trials-of-paul.html' title='The Trials of Paul'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-17396899049531523</id><published>2009-07-17T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:40:17.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uplifting Verses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SmFuPTy4XSI/AAAAAAAABSc/sOLcNnGvYDM/s1600-h/gardenia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SmFuPTy4XSI/AAAAAAAABSc/sOLcNnGvYDM/s320/gardenia.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359686240838376738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some times I look at other peoples' lives and think that they have it better.  When I think like that I am being selfish.  So this verse below brings me back to where I need to be.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ife is worth nothing unless I use it for doing the work assigned me by the Lord Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;(Acts:20:24)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When I get down about the health issues I have to deal with on a daily basis, this verse helps to lift me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be glad for all God is planning for you.  Be patient in trouble and prayerful always.&lt;/span&gt; (Romans 12:12)&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/8652661206866965651-17396899049531523?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/17396899049531523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=17396899049531523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/17396899049531523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/17396899049531523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/07/uplifting-verses.html' title='Uplifting Verses'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SmFuPTy4XSI/AAAAAAAABSc/sOLcNnGvYDM/s72-c/gardenia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-3611215687665632080</id><published>2009-07-16T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T00:22:50.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Following God</title><content type='html'>As our faith grows, we will learn that blessing’s motivational power is not as strong as that of devotion. All the promised blessing in the world cannot make a believer follow God into some frightening places. But love for our Father compels us toward passionate obedience, no matter what is at stake. The man and the woman who courageously walk with God will always reach their destination.  ~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Charles Stanley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-3611215687665632080?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/3611215687665632080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=3611215687665632080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3611215687665632080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3611215687665632080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/07/following-god.html' title='Following God'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-5021782758794187624</id><published>2009-07-07T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T14:53:12.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Our Hopes &amp; Dreams to God</title><content type='html'>In the early days of my marriage I was content not having any children. Just my husband and my career were enough. As years go on though people begin to ask "When are you going to have a baby?" The pressure of it all. So we decided that it was time and we started trying, but nothing was happening.  Then the diagnosis of endometriosis came and along with it procedures, drugs and surgery.  After all that we tried again, I began holding in my heart the hopes &amp;amp; dreams of having our own child even stronger than before.  Unfortunately, those hopes and dreams were something I had to let go of.  God had a different plan and that plan was adoption.  In 1996 we were gifted with two little boys, ages 1 and 2 at the time. My little babies came to me with blond hair, big dark brown eyes, perfectly formed little bodies and sweet little voices. Biological brothers. These two little lives softened my painful yearnings to be a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my most cherished memories is of my oldest son, Eric, when he was in Kindergarden.  That was when I received my first handmade Mother's Day card.  I picked Eric up from school and he came to me trying to hide a bundle of papers, saying "Mommy, you can't peek." Then being overwhelmed with excitement he said, "Well, I will let you see this." He then pulled out a long white piece of paper, a card for me. He proudly said "Mommy, I made it ALL by myself." Very important! And as I gazed at this lovely card with pink tulips on it, I realized my dreams had come true.  I opened up the card and inside he had simply written "Happy Mom's Day....Love, Eric".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God does know our hopes and dreams, but often times He seeks to fulfill our hopes and dreams in a different way than we desire.  He has a plan for our greater good and the greater good of others.  Let Him have your hopes and dreams and you will see how deep and great His love really is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-5021782758794187624?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/5021782758794187624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=5021782758794187624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5021782758794187624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5021782758794187624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/07/giving-our-hopes-dreams-to-god.html' title='Giving Our Hopes &amp; Dreams to God'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-4989763972090790678</id><published>2009-07-03T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:56:29.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Passing Through</title><content type='html'>The other night my sons were watching an episode of the show "Clean House".  They called out to me, "Hey Mom, you have to see this lady, she has the worst house ever!"  In this particular episode a woman and her daughter were indeed living in the most cluttered house in America.  This woman had such a huge problem that the walls of her basement were not visible and neither was the floor!  Her attic was so full that the ceiling cracked and not only that, every room in her house was cluttered up with mounds of stuff.  When they cleared the clutter her stuff filled up a 7000 sq. ft. warehouse!  When they had her look at all the stuff that had been in her house, she refused to admit that she had any kind of a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching that show rattled me.  I started thinking about my own shopping habits, things that have tempted me, etc.  Then I got to thinking that our society is all about buying the bigger, better or more up-to-date thing.  Society is not based on contentment, but rather discontent.  This made me realize that I really need to loosen my grip on "stuff".  Jesus said "One's life does not consist in the abundance of the things he possesses." (Luke 12:15)  So that means, having loads of "stuff" is not what life is about.  We should not wrap our life up in acquiring and holding tightly to earthly things.  "Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal; but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven." (Matthew 6:19-20). Or how about "Since all these things will be dissolved, what manner of persons ought you to be?" (2 Peter 3:11).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it is true that we are only travelers passing through this world to the next, then should we not loosen our grip on worldly things?  We should.  If we hang on too tightly we are in danger of being taken captive by "stuff".  God wants us to be good stewards of what He has given us.  Stewards are people that are morally responsible for the careful use of money, time, talents, or other resources of someone else.  Its not ours, it is all His.  That is why Job could say "The LORD gave and the LORD has taken away; may the name of the LORD be praised."  (Job 1:21)  He realized that it was not his to begin with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-4989763972090790678?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/4989763972090790678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=4989763972090790678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/4989763972090790678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/4989763972090790678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-passing-through.html' title='Just Passing Through'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-2011865259040107206</id><published>2009-07-02T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:44:38.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying 1 John 2:16</title><content type='html'>"For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh and the lust of the eyes and the boastful pride of life, is not from the Father, but is from the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that is in the world:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Lust of the flesh&lt;br /&gt;2.  Lust of the eyes&lt;br /&gt;3.  Pride of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lust is the desire for something forbidden; an obsessive craving.  That is not of God.  So I am thinking that God has no part in tormenting us.  So whenever I get that feeling...I just gotta have it...that is from the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lusted over a bigger house, an expensive car, money, popularity, etc.  Thankfully, I have learned that instead of going out and getting these things, I go to God.  I lay all my desires at His feet and look to Him to fulfill them.  I have been trying to practice contentment.  This has been going  on for years.  I have also learned that it takes years to turn over a new leaf.  It doesn't happen overnight.  It is okay, just so long as I keep making progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my little thought list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not about sex&lt;br /&gt;Its about relationship - marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not about what I own&lt;br /&gt;Its about how I use it for God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not about how I look to others&lt;br /&gt;Its about how I look to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not about me being served&lt;br /&gt;Its about me serving others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It not about more&lt;br /&gt;Its about contentment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not about ME&lt;br /&gt;Its about JESUS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-2011865259040107206?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/2011865259040107206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=2011865259040107206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/2011865259040107206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/2011865259040107206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/07/studying-1-john-216.html' title='Studying 1 John 2:16'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-1174845685809933213</id><published>2009-07-01T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:17:28.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Managing Conflict with Your Teen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Below I have posted part of an article by Mark Gregston.  I really enjoyed this article because it let me know that conflict does not have to be a bad thing, it can be a very good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Most of us want to avoid conflict with our kids, but did you know that conflict in a family can offer you an opportunity to pull together like never before?  If reckoned with properly, conflict is a force for change that has the power to bring relationships together rather than tear them apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another positive aspect of conflict is that it helps a child learn how to stand up for himself.  How else will he learn how to say "No" when he needs to, or "That's just not right," or, "I don't agree with that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how can you effectively manage conflict with your teen in a way that maintains a solid relationship while at the same time honoring the household rules?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the rest of the article by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.onenewsnow.com/Perspectives/Default.aspx?id=587400"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-1174845685809933213?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/1174845685809933213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=1174845685809933213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/1174845685809933213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/1174845685809933213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/07/managing-conflict-with-your-teen.html' title='Managing Conflict with Your Teen'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-8861852693016741460</id><published>2009-06-29T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:17:17.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are days where I am not having a good attitude or do not act right.  A lot of times I get down on myself and think I will never be able to please God.  This thinking can begin to drive a wedge between me and Him.  There is always forgiveness available I just have to accept it.  The below quote helps me to think correctly.  I hope it helps you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"If our heavenly Father gives us a gift, we can trust He will never take it away. It becomes ours to keep. That’s what a gift is! We did nothing to deserve it. So, we can do nothing to lose it. It all rests on God’s initiative.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But, a greater theological principle is at work here. If the believer’s sin after salvation could require death—or any form of punishment— then Jesus’ sacrifice was insufficient. However, the Bible tells us Jesus’ death was wholly sufficient and a once-for-all payment of mankind’s sin-debt. (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=hebrews+7:26-27&amp;amp;version=49" target="_blank"&gt;Hebrews 7:26-27&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Either Jesus’ blood does cover our sins, or it doesn’t. There’s no middle ground. The Holy Spirit, Christ’s words, and Scripture’s testimony clearly state that it does."  ~Charles Stanley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-8861852693016741460?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/8861852693016741460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=8861852693016741460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8861852693016741460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8861852693016741460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/06/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-316797751611930301</id><published>2009-06-27T22:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:10:13.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cost</title><content type='html'>"Yes, and those who decide to please Christ Jesus by living godly lives will suffer at the hands of those who hate Him." (2 Timothy 3:12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't let others spoil your faith and joy with their philosophies, their wrong and shallow answers built on men's thoughts and ideas, instead of on what Christ has said." (Colossians 2:8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Bible is filled with examples of men and women who were hated, abused and cast out by their own families––men and women who were loners, friendless, lacking in talents or abilities, yet who triumphed over the greatest adversity because of their trust in God. " ~Dave Hunt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-316797751611930301?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/316797751611930301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=316797751611930301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/316797751611930301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/316797751611930301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/06/cost.html' title='Cost'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-8964869666625527381</id><published>2009-06-25T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:58:36.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking About Trials</title><content type='html'>Sometimes our trials feel like confinement.  We want to break free from them.  Yet God, in His great wisdom sees it as a way to carry us through.  A way to bring us closer to Him.   A way to strengthen our faith.  We must continue to trust the protective boundaries of our Lord.  If we will submit and trust, we will grow in patience and wisdom and bring glory to His name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Peter 1: 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These trials are only to test your faith, to see whether or not it is strong and pure.  It is being tested as fire tests gold and purifies it - and your faith is far more precious to God than mere gold; so if your faith remains strong after being tried in the test tube of fiery trails, it will bring you much praise and glory and honor on the day of His return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;James 1:2-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear brothers, is your life full of difficulties and temptations?  Then be happy, for when the way is rough, your patience has a chance to grow.  So let it grow, and don't try to squirm out of your problems.  For when your patience is finally in full bloom, then you will be ready for anything, strong in character, full and complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 Peter 1: 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, learn to put aside your own desires so that you will become patient and godly, gladly letting God have His way with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-8964869666625527381?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/8964869666625527381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=8964869666625527381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8964869666625527381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8964869666625527381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/06/thinking-about-trials.html' title='Thinking About Trials'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-1883037554041193157</id><published>2009-06-24T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T23:26:42.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Believe or Not to Believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have been feeling overwhelmed by life and this encouraged me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By &lt;a href="http://www.intouch.org/site/c.cnKBIPNuEoG/b.5231531/k.CFDA/To_Believe_or_Not_to_Believe.htm"&gt;Charles F. Stanley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; I have a friend whose heart was broken when his son decided he no longer wanted to be married. The father prayed that God would reconcile that broken relationship, but soon the divorce was final. My friend felt as though the Lord had let him down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Christ’s death, Thomas struggled with a similar issue. He had envisioned his Messiah ruling as King of the whole earth—but now Jesus was dead, and Thomas’s hopes were buried with Him. Had he believed a lie? Why had his Lord not done what the biblical prophecies said He would do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the other disciples reported that the Lord had risen from the dead, Thomas refused to believe unless he could actually see Christ’s wounds of crucifixion (&lt;a title="John 20:25 - New American Standard Bible via Bible Gateway (new window)" class="scripturized" href="http://www.intouch.org/site/c.cnKBIPNuEoG/b.5231531/k.CFDA/To_Believe_or_Not_to_Believe.htm#"&gt;John 20:25&lt;/a&gt;). Having been disappointed after putting faith in Jesus before, he hesitated to do so again without tangible proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trust in God can take a nosedive when expectations of what He will do are unfulfilled. Perhaps you can think of a time you asked the Lord for something and believed with all your heart that He would do it—but then He didn’t. What are we to do when it looks as if God has failed us? Keep believing! Jesus said, “Blessed are they who did not see, and yet believed” (v. 29).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas’s huge disappointment—Christ’s death—ultimately led to the greatest hope for mankind. When we feel that the Lord has let us down, we need to realize that in His great wisdom, He is doing something even greater than we asked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-1883037554041193157?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/1883037554041193157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=1883037554041193157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/1883037554041193157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/1883037554041193157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/06/by-charles-f.html' title='To Believe or Not to Believe'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-8439241529391181319</id><published>2009-06-23T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:57:12.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing for Christ</title><content type='html'>I have extended family that is not Christian.  I love them all, but when participating in family functions I sometimes have to listen to them criticize Christian beliefs.  I also have to put up with being left out at times.  My sister said to me the other day "You always have to be different." I am going to take that as a compliment and keep praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"For the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God. " &lt;/span&gt; (1 Corinthians 1:18)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-8439241529391181319?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/8439241529391181319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=8439241529391181319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8439241529391181319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8439241529391181319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-extended-family-that-is-not.html' title='Standing for Christ'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-3456158290126363514</id><published>2009-06-19T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T09:25:03.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Ever Quit - Even if Your Teen Hates You</title><content type='html'>A good article by Mark Gregston:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen many parents wonder what in the world happened to their family. They seemingly woke up one morning to a teen who completely changed overnight. Their loving, kind and thoughtful kid is now a person they no longer recognize.  It's easy for them to feel they are not prepared for all of this – but who is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how good a parent you are, there are forces at work in our culture trying to send your kid spinning off in a direction that you could never imagine. The teen culture is bent on undermining the values you have tried so hard to instill into their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should you ever wonder if your teen's troubles have something to do with what you did or didn't do as a parent, remember this truth: There are no guarantees or perfect formulas in parenting! Every parent struggles with one adolescent or another.  If you haven't, you probably will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Read the rest of this article by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.onenewsnow.com/Perspectives/Default.aspx?id=570474"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-3456158290126363514?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/3456158290126363514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=3456158290126363514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3456158290126363514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3456158290126363514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-ever-quit-even-if-your-teen-hates.html' title='Don&apos;t Ever Quit - Even if Your Teen Hates You'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-8283481406948039543</id><published>2009-06-14T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:40:35.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Godly Mothering</title><content type='html'>The impact a mother can have on her child's life is awesome. Perhaps you've heard me talk about my dear mother Rebecca and what a great example she was for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother and my father Charlie Stanley had been married just three years when he died. I was only nine months old. It was 1933 and the entire nation was struggling through the Great Depression. things were very difficult for everyone, but especially for my mother, who had to provide for and raise a child on her own. She didn't understand why the Lord had allowed her to experience such adversity. But through it all, she still trusted Him, and her faith in God made a tremendous difference in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you may wonder if you are equipped to be a good example to others. But the only qualifications necessary are unconditional love and obedience to the Lord Jesus Christ. My mother never taught a Sunday school class, never sang in the choir, and never held an office in her church. She was a very quiet, unassuming, humble lady. But she was very wise, because her focus on God and His Word was central to her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how can you impact the lives of your children and the young people you know? It's the same way that my mother influenced me. &lt;i&gt;~ Charles Stanley&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How to be a good example to a child:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Read the word of God.&lt;br /&gt;2. Pray&lt;br /&gt;3. Trust the Lord for your needs and be thankful.&lt;br /&gt;4. Submit to the Lord, obey His word.&lt;br /&gt;5. Love others as Christ does.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-8283481406948039543?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/8283481406948039543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=8283481406948039543&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8283481406948039543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8283481406948039543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/06/godly-mothering.html' title='Godly Mothering'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-6848604831295934740</id><published>2009-05-20T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:46:03.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelation 12:11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony, and they did not love their lives to the death."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of the trials in life we can get overwhelmed.  Fixing our eyes upon Jesus we can safely journey to victory.  We should not love our lives more than Him.  We should be willing to lay down our life for Him, because He did so for us.  No greater love hath a man, than to lay down his life for his friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-6848604831295934740?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/6848604831295934740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=6848604831295934740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6848604831295934740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6848604831295934740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/05/revelation-1211.html' title='Revelation 12:11'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-6971998075755048144</id><published>2009-05-16T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:41:14.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-Indulgence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Woe to you, teachers of the law and Pharisees, you hypocrites! You clean the outside of the cup and dish, but inside they are full of greed and self-indulgence."  (Matthew 23:25)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Now this was the sin of your sister Sodom: She and her daughters were arrogant, overfed and unconcerned; they did not help the poor and needy." (Ezekiel 16:49)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Self-indulgence is a topic that saddens me because I see much of it going on in the United States.  We are enticed daily to give in, in fact we are encouraged to do it.  Life is not about how much stuff we gain here on planet Earth.  It is not about sexual agenda or how we look.  It is not about status, money or power.  It is about helping our family, our neighbors, our friends and enemies.  It is about showing God's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Is your car a status symbol or a useful vehicle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Is your house a status symbol or a home where people are loved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Are your clothes defining you or are you defining your clothes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Are you driven by money or are you driven by character?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Does your job title give you pride or do you put pride into your job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Is it about popularity or willingness to be a true friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please dear Lord, keep me from the sin of over indulgence.  Let me have pure thoughts and let me not eat the bread of idleness.  Help me to love others and strengthen the hand of the poor and needy.  In Jesus name...Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-6971998075755048144?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/6971998075755048144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=6971998075755048144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6971998075755048144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6971998075755048144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/05/indulgence.html' title='Self-Indulgence'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-7503378077982708790</id><published>2009-05-14T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T23:13:10.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Written Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sg0GpLK6K2I/AAAAAAAABCk/qskQIyJNRf0/s1600-h/letter_writing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sg0GpLK6K2I/AAAAAAAABCk/qskQIyJNRf0/s320/letter_writing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335928437946854242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I read an article in the Los Angeles Times today by Melissa Magsaysay titled "Next Time, Make it Personal".  The article talked about the great art of letter writing and how it is getting lost through the age of electronics.  Here is a quote from the article...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have 250 friends on Facebook.  I'm not bragging (that's nothing compared to most people), but I'm a bit baffled by how I can have so many "friends" without ever having received a handwritten letter from even one of them.  I faithfully send thank you, sympathy and even "Hey, how are you?" notes to people I value.  And the mailman's not delivering much in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Facebook has made us too apathetic to remember what being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; frineds is like.  We've gone from meeting in person to talking on cellphones to e-mailing to texting to Friendster-ing to Facebook-ing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing a note by hand is a deliberate, gracious act that's more about thought than speed - the polar opposite of a BBM or text message.  And because it's full of "inconveniences" - finding a stamp, then a mailbox, not to mention the recipient's home address - it's a process that brings the cream of your social network to the top.  They're the ones who are worth the time, the ones who'd also make time for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you receive something on a card, no matter what is written, you take it more seriously.  You know it was thoughtful, personal and more considered,"  says Jonathan Arnold, general manager of Dempsey &amp;amp; Carroll, a high-end New York-based stationery company."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I thought this article was very interesting.  It got me thinking about God and the Bible.  It also got me to thinking about what I taught Eric when I first started teaching him World History this year.  The history book taught about beginning of civilization and how a written language was a very important part of it.  Written language is a gift from God.  Without it, we would not have the scriptures.  God took the time through the Holy Spirit to make sure He communicated with us.  He made sure that it was down on paper so that we could all read of His great love for us.  Yes, our Lord is the cream of the crop, gracious and a person that makes time for us.  Lets make sure we hold His written words close to our heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-7503378077982708790?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/7503378077982708790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=7503378077982708790&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/7503378077982708790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/7503378077982708790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/05/written-words.html' title='Written Words'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sg0GpLK6K2I/AAAAAAAABCk/qskQIyJNRf0/s72-c/letter_writing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-1198115462040351907</id><published>2009-05-12T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:36:48.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bestowed Not Attained</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SgpOIV3WKZI/AAAAAAAABBM/JxIvTU6OMLo/s1600-h/watchman_nee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SgpOIV3WKZI/AAAAAAAABBM/JxIvTU6OMLo/s320/watchman_nee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335162613788977554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is a quote from the book "Changed Into His Likeness" by Watchman Nee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To will is present with me, to do that which is good is not."  He has not seen that everything is offered to him in Christ, nor how full that provision is.  The secret is receiving, not doing.  The way through is not by the exercise of the will but by the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus (Romans 8:2)." (pg. 100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Victory, life, salvation, all is bestowed, not attained.  When you are born into a wealthy home, it is very difficult to be poor!  You are rich; you were born that way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have never worked for our salvation, gradually scaling the heights until we attained to it.  The Lord sought and saved us.  Victory over sin is the same; it is received, not worked for.  Oh, may we learn to praise God that He has provided for us such a bounty in Christ!" (pg. 101)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-1198115462040351907?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/1198115462040351907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=1198115462040351907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/1198115462040351907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/1198115462040351907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/05/bestowed-not-attained.html' title='Bestowed Not Attained'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SgpOIV3WKZI/AAAAAAAABBM/JxIvTU6OMLo/s72-c/watchman_nee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-8331653372164708848</id><published>2009-05-05T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:52:38.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulling Into Home</title><content type='html'>How do you feel when you are pulling into the driveway at your home?  Hopefully you get a good feeling that is full of love and safety.  When I pulled into the driveway of my home I got that feeling tonight.  I usually get it after being out in the world and feeling like I don't fit in.  I know when I get home, I am loved.  I know when we get to Heaven it is going to feel like pulling into home.  I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-8331653372164708848?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/8331653372164708848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=8331653372164708848&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8331653372164708848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8331653372164708848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/05/pulling-into-home.html' title='Pulling Into Home'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-7488525786081610507</id><published>2009-05-03T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:59:30.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading in Amos</title><content type='html'>Today, I read the Old Testament, book of Amos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I sent you hunger, says the Lord, but it did no good, you still would not return to me.  (Amos 4:6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hate your show and pretence - your hypocrisy of "honoring" me with your religious feasts and solemn assemblies.  I will not accept your burnt offerings and thank offerings.  I will not look at your offerings of peace.  Away with your hymns of praise - they are mere noise to my ears.  I will not listen to your music, no matter how lovely it is."  (Amos 5:21-23)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord does not want to be a token, nor a religion.  He wants to have a personal relationship with us.  He sent His only son to pay the price for our sins.  Oh Lord, how I long for you in this dry and weary land.  How I long to obey you, to worship you with my life.  My heart desires to please you.  Oh Lord, please let my life honor you, let my heart love you and nothing else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-7488525786081610507?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/7488525786081610507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=7488525786081610507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/7488525786081610507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/7488525786081610507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/05/reading-in-amos.html' title='Reading in Amos'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-4519582100175578377</id><published>2009-04-29T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:24:07.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parenting Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SflDl1aXobI/AAAAAAAAA80/I1SsIh6kEic/s1600-h/1147873iytez61jy0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SflDl1aXobI/AAAAAAAAA80/I1SsIh6kEic/s320/1147873iytez61jy0.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330365951241593266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1 Peter 5:3&lt;br /&gt;...nor as being lords over those entrusted to you, but being examples to the flock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 5:5&lt;br /&gt;...Yes, all of you be submissive to one another, and be clothed with humility, for "God resists the proud, but gives grace to the humble."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 5:6-7&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you in due time, casting all you care upon Him, for He cares for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a parent of two teenage boys can be frustrating.  The above verses spoke to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Being an example to our kids is important.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Teenagers are not always submissive or humble, but I need to be.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Accepting my teen's advice regarding electronic gadgets is modeling a submissive attitude.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Letting my teen know more than me in certain areas shows humility.&lt;br /&gt;5.  God resists the proud.  I better get humble because I need all the grace I can get!&lt;br /&gt;6. Being humble is not complaining about what I have to do for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;6.  I need to wait on God to lift me up, I don't need to do it myself.&lt;br /&gt;7.  I need to cast all my parenting struggles upon Him because He cares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-4519582100175578377?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/4519582100175578377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=4519582100175578377&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/4519582100175578377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/4519582100175578377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/04/parenting-thoughts.html' title='Parenting Thoughts'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SflDl1aXobI/AAAAAAAAA80/I1SsIh6kEic/s72-c/1147873iytez61jy0.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-5215556492243220061</id><published>2009-04-27T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:15:35.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to Think About</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ways to Put God First&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always pray before planning.&lt;br /&gt;Always love people more than things.&lt;br /&gt;Do all things to please God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SfaPAefU6bI/AAAAAAAAA8c/VMo3qtQyLL4/s1600-h/0319091616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SfaPAefU6bI/AAAAAAAAA8c/VMo3qtQyLL4/s320/0319091616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329604447386790322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those who lay up treasures in heaven are the richest people on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Dennis De Haan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seek ye first the kingdom of God and His righteousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Matthew 6:33)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SfaQZAik4-I/AAAAAAAAA8k/aq1v0dmdm5Y/s1600-h/s130300615.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 19px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SfaQZAik4-I/AAAAAAAAA8k/aq1v0dmdm5Y/s320/s130300615.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329605968355714018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This people honors Me with their lips, but their heart is far from Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Mark 7:6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoniness before God is unacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;Whether we're happy or sad or mad, honesty is essential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;~Julie Ackerman Link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8652661206866965651-5215556492243220061?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/5215556492243220061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=5215556492243220061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5215556492243220061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5215556492243220061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-to-think-about_27.html' title='Things to Think About'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SfaPAefU6bI/AAAAAAAAA8c/VMo3qtQyLL4/s72-c/0319091616.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-5517529647581371343</id><published>2009-04-25T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T18:07:20.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaching Forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SfOFUg1N_8I/AAAAAAAAA7k/vATj8DlthXA/s1600-h/the+hill+path.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SfOFUg1N_8I/AAAAAAAAA7k/vATj8DlthXA/s320/the+hill+path.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328749371566456770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Forgetting what lies behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And reaching forward to what lies ahead,&lt;br /&gt;I press on toward the goal&lt;br /&gt;For the prize of the upward call of God&lt;br /&gt;in Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Philippians 3:13, 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I have been cleaning house, digging into areas I have not touched in a long while.  Since I have been married 25 years we have a good deal of memories.  In amongst the boxes of pictures I came across some old journals and began reading.  Looking back in the past I saw how many struggles I have come through.  I realized that I have been in pain most of my life.  The overcoming of all the trials and tribulations is all the Lord's work.  Today I decided to shred all those old journals in an effort to forget what lies behind.  The only thing I need know is that the Lord was there and He helped me through.  And as we all must do, I move forward, following His call, my prize being His pleasure. &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/8652661206866965651-5517529647581371343?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/5517529647581371343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=5517529647581371343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5517529647581371343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5517529647581371343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/04/forgetting-what-lies-behind-and.html' title='Reaching Forward'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SfOFUg1N_8I/AAAAAAAAA7k/vATj8DlthXA/s72-c/the+hill+path.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-6356032654952123457</id><published>2009-04-24T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T14:54:56.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SfIzSy_VW1I/AAAAAAAAA60/A6kyCJfVLpg/s1600-h/bestillandknow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 101px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SfIzSy_VW1I/AAAAAAAAA60/A6kyCJfVLpg/s320/bestillandknow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328377707150793554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew 6:26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap&lt;br /&gt;or store away in barns,&lt;br /&gt;and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.&lt;br /&gt;Are you not much more valuable than they?&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/8652661206866965651-6356032654952123457?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/6356032654952123457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=6356032654952123457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6356032654952123457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6356032654952123457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-birds.html' title='Little Birds'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/SfIzSy_VW1I/AAAAAAAAA60/A6kyCJfVLpg/s72-c/bestillandknow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-1848218555964144718</id><published>2009-04-18T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:59:45.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trials Turned to Gold</title><content type='html'>By Keith Green&lt;br /&gt;(click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4lk6G5t5csg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for music on YouTube)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's brought me here, where things are clear&lt;br /&gt;And trials turn to gold&lt;br /&gt;He shared with me, His victory&lt;br /&gt;He won in days of old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord I don't deserve&lt;br /&gt;The riches of your word&lt;br /&gt;But You've changed my filthy rags&lt;br /&gt;To linen white as snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from here is nothing near&lt;br /&gt;To what it is for You&lt;br /&gt;I tried to see Your plan for me&lt;br /&gt;But I only acted like I knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord forgive the times&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to read your mind&lt;br /&gt;Cause you said if I'd be still&lt;br /&gt;Then I would hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lord, my Kind, my urge to sing&lt;br /&gt;And praise the things above&lt;br /&gt;No words can say the glorious way&lt;br /&gt;You changed me with your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's brought me low, so I could know&lt;br /&gt;The way to reach the heights&lt;br /&gt;To forsake my dreams, my self esteem&lt;br /&gt;And give up all my rights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each one that I lay down&lt;br /&gt;A jewel's placed in my crown&lt;br /&gt;Cause His love, the things above&lt;br /&gt;Is all we'll ever need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's brought me here, where things are clear&lt;br /&gt;And trials turn to gold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-1848218555964144718?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/1848218555964144718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=1848218555964144718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/1848218555964144718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/1848218555964144718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/04/trials-turned-to-gold.html' title='Trials Turned to Gold'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-9194808287740723372</id><published>2009-04-16T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T00:02:25.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to Think About</title><content type='html'>"God remembers us wherever we are.  Our concerns are His concerns.  Our pain is His pain.  commit your challenges and difficulties to Him.  He is the all-seeing God who remembers us as a mother remembers her children, and He waits to meet our needs."  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;C. P. Hia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casting all your anxiety on Him, for He cares for you.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 Peter 5:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"John answered and said, "A man can receive nothing unless it has been given to him from heaven."" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John 3:27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"He must increase, but I must decrease."  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John 3:30&lt;/span&gt;  Authentic humility (the attitude of John in John 3:30) is characterized by a servant's heart.  When we follow Christ's example of servanthood (Phil. 2:5-7) our lives are filled with joy.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Dennis Fisher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is a place of service.  Joy can be real only if people look upon their life as a service and have a definite object in life outside themselves and their personal happiness." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Leo Tolstoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Philippians 4:8&lt;/span&gt; - whatever is true, noble, just, pure, lovely, of good report, virtuous, and praiseworthy, think on these things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-9194808287740723372?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/9194808287740723372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=9194808287740723372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/9194808287740723372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/9194808287740723372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-to-think-about.html' title='Things to Think About'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-5080292984078131540</id><published>2009-04-14T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:19:09.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Father's Will</title><content type='html'>I have been doing some reading in the book "Changed Into His Likeness" by Watchman Nee.  Here below is a quote from the book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"In the Garden of Gethsemane Jesus knelt and prayed saying, "Father, if thou be willing, remove this cup from me:  nevertheless not my will, but thine, be done"  (Luke 22:42).  This request of his that the cup might pass from him does not represent fear of the cross.  We cannot doubt our Lord's courage.  If martyrs have gladly died for him through the ages, certainly their Lord did not fear crucifixion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But there is a distinction here between what Jesus called the cup and the will.  The cup was surely the work that God had sent him to do, and this included the cross.  The will was something lying behind that, in the heart of God himself.  The cup in this passage is just one work - redemption.  Jesus knew he had come for that work, even before he left heaven.  Yet he had not become so bound to it that he could not let it go.  There was an "if possible" in it, and of course there were real human reasons why some other alternative might be welcome, if God so willed.  But for him there was no "if possible" about God's will; that must be done, "possible" or not.  Right up to the night before his crucifixion, Jesus never thought, "I must be crucified at all costs," but only, "I must do the will of him that sent me."  The one is subsidiary and might possibly be changed; the other, the will of God, is something in God himself, and must be done.  Important-nay, vital-as the cross most certainly was, the Lord Jesus had not grasped it to himself.  All that mattered to him was the Father's will, and the decision of how that will should be fulfilled remained in the Father's hands, not his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So the cup represents the work, and the will represents God himself.  We are concerned with God himself, not with the thing he wants us to do.  With Christ the will of God was an ever-present thing, ever to be done.  He was not even tied up to a single point in that will, such as the crucifixion."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;By Watchman Nee ~ Changed Into His Likeness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must come to know the Father, not simply as a giver of gifts, but as the source of "everything".  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Watchman Nee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-5080292984078131540?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/5080292984078131540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=5080292984078131540&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5080292984078131540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5080292984078131540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/04/fathers-will.html' title='The Father&apos;s Will'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-177945735279796060</id><published>2009-04-05T11:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T11:57:57.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palm Sunday'/><title type='text'>Palm Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sdj26jMHlUI/AAAAAAAAAwE/JpB_q3a7cls/s1600-h/palmsunday.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sdj26jMHlUI/AAAAAAAAAwE/JpB_q3a7cls/s320/palmsunday.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321274445477156162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Just as you enter," he said, "you will see a donkey tied there, with its colt beside it.  Untie them and bring them here.  If anyone asks you what you are doing, just say, 'The Master needs them,' and there will be no trouble."  This was done to fulfill the ancient prophecy, "Tell Jerusalem her King is coming to her, riding humbly on a donkey's colt!"  The two disciples did as Jesus said, and brought the animals to him and threw their garments over the colt for him to ride on.  And some in the crowd threw down their coats along the road ahead of him and others cut branches from trees and spread them out before him.  The the crowds surged on ahead and pressed along behind shouting, "God bless King David's Son!...God's Man is here!...Bless him, Lord!...Praise God in the highest heaven!"   Matthew 21:2-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So they brought the colt to Jesus and threw some of their clothing  across its back for Jesus to sit on.  Then the crowds spread out their robes along the road ahead of Him, and as they reached the place where the road started down from the Mount of Olives, the whole procession began to shout and sing as they walked along, praising God for all the wonderful miracles Jesus had done. God has given us a King!  they exulted.  'Long live the King!  Let all heaven rejoice!  Glory to God in the highest heavens!"  Luke 19:35-38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things that stand out to me in these verses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  A colt was provided.&lt;br /&gt;2.  That Jesus was humble.&lt;br /&gt;3.  That people laid down their garments.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Jesus laid down His life.&lt;br /&gt;5.  We need to lay down our life for Him.&lt;br /&gt;6.  As we lay down our lives we give honor to Him.&lt;br /&gt;7.  We should sing and shout our praise to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Blessed Palm Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-177945735279796060?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/177945735279796060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=177945735279796060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/177945735279796060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/177945735279796060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/04/palm-sunday.html' title='Palm Sunday'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sdj26jMHlUI/AAAAAAAAAwE/JpB_q3a7cls/s72-c/palmsunday.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-203054100946858658</id><published>2009-03-28T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T20:08:26.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gift for God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sc7mB2bTgRI/AAAAAAAAAvc/TMD5npQyBoY/s1600-h/cross.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 83px; height: 75px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sc7mB2bTgRI/AAAAAAAAAvc/TMD5npQyBoY/s320/cross.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318441129435431186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Revelation 5:9-10&lt;br /&gt;"...for you were slain, and your blood has bought people from every nation as gifts for God.  And you have gathered them into a kingdom and made them priests of our God; they shall reign upon the earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading the Bible is never boring because there is always new treasures to be discovered.  This morning I received this treasure.  The blessed knowledge that in accepting Jesus as my Savior I have become a gift to God the Father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-203054100946858658?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/203054100946858658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=203054100946858658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/203054100946858658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/203054100946858658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/03/gift-for-god.html' title='A Gift for God'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_4tmBVKUts/Sc7mB2bTgRI/AAAAAAAAAvc/TMD5npQyBoY/s72-c/cross.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-2202411671827119719</id><published>2009-03-07T08:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:40:11.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting Aside My Will</title><content type='html'>When I decide how circumstances should be or how they should go in my life, that is a form of pride.  I should remember that the Lord knows better than my flesh.  I should therefore not demand my own way.  As Jesus said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Father if you are willing, please take this cup of horror from me.  But I want your will, not mine." &lt;/span&gt;(Luke 22:42)  We need to trust in God alone and not in what our flesh knows, feels or sees.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Then He said to all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Anyone who wants to follow me must put aside his own desires and conveniences and carry his cross with him everyday and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;keep close to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;'" (Luke 9:23).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Your attitude should be the kind that was shown us by Jesus Christ, who though he was God, did not demand and cling to His rights as God, but laid aside His might power and glory, taking the disguise of a slave and becoming  like men.  And he humbled Himself even further, going so far as actually to die a criminal's death on a cross.  Yet it was because of this that God raised Him up to the heights of heaven and gave Him a name which is above every other name, that at the name of Jesus every knee shall bow in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue shall confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father." &lt;/span&gt;(Philippians 2:5-11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part of all of this is that the Lord will not leave me alone to accomplish His will.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"For God is at work within you, helping you want to obey Him, and then helping you do what He wants."&lt;/span&gt;  (Philippians 2:13)  One of my doctors who has been with me throughout this long trial I have been going through said to me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You certainly have got character."  &lt;/span&gt;Today I came across this verse&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "And not only that, but we also glory in tribulations, knowing that tribulation produces perserverance; and perseverance, character; and character, hope."&lt;/span&gt; (Romans 5:3-4).  So I am blessed beyond measure that God has used me to display His majesty.    &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~By RJ Finley~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-2202411671827119719?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/2202411671827119719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=2202411671827119719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/2202411671827119719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/2202411671827119719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/03/putting-aside-my-will.html' title='Putting Aside My Will'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-8226471614978698607</id><published>2009-03-04T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:16:43.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vision and Darkness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"When the sun was going down a deep sleep fell upon Abram; and behold, horror and great darkness fell upon him."&lt;/span&gt; ~Genesis 15:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever God gives a vision to a Christian, it is as if He puts him in "the shadow of His hand" (Isaiah 49:2).  The saint's duty is to be still and listen.  There is a "darkness" that comes from too much light - that is the time to listen.  The story of Abram and Hagar in Genesis 16 is an excellent example of listening to so-called good advice during a time of darkness, rather than waiting for God to send the light.  When God gives you a vision and darkness follows, wait.  God will bring the vision He has given you to reality in your life if you will wait on His timing.  Never try to help God fulfill His word.  Abram went through 13 years of silence, but in those years all his self-sufficiency was destroyed.  He grew past the point of relying on his own common sense.  Those years of silence were a time of discipline, not a time of God's displeasure.  There is never any need to pretend that your life is filled with joy and confidence; just wait upon God and be grounded in Him. (see Isaiah 50:10-11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I trust at all in the flesh?  Or have I learned to go beyond all confidence in myself and other people of God?  Do I trust in books and prayers or other joys in my life?  Or have I placed my trust in God &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Himself&lt;/span&gt;, not in His blessings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~By Oswald Chambers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-8226471614978698607?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/8226471614978698607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=8226471614978698607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8226471614978698607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8226471614978698607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/03/vision-and-darkness.html' title='Vision and Darkness'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-5904282791412232193</id><published>2009-03-01T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T19:39:33.448-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psalm 37'/><title type='text'>Psalm 37:1-11</title><content type='html'>A short study of this Psalm reveals things we need to do and promises the Lord makes to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Trust the Lord&lt;br /&gt;2.  Do good&lt;br /&gt;3.  Feed on the Lord's faithfulness&lt;br /&gt;4.  Delight yourself in the Lord&lt;br /&gt;5.  He will give you the desires of your heart&lt;br /&gt;6.  Commit your way to the Lord&lt;br /&gt;7.  Trust Him and He will bring it to pass&lt;br /&gt;8.  Rest in the Lord&lt;br /&gt;9.  Wait patiently for Him&lt;br /&gt;10.  Do not fret - it causes harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 37 is a profound song of trust in God during life's circumstances that are difficult to understand.  The psalmist reminds us that God is in control, even when we suffer and don't know why.  He reminds us that, as we rest in our God, we can trust that He will make all things right at the right time.  ~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bill Crowder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-5904282791412232193?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/5904282791412232193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=5904282791412232193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5904282791412232193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/5904282791412232193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/03/psalm-371-11.html' title='Psalm 37:1-11'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-7211058958096673577</id><published>2009-02-26T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:50:43.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forced Simplicity?</title><content type='html'>Simplicity of life.  Maybe this current economy is forcing that upon us.  Our country is no stranger to these sort of times. We get used to having plenty and then things change.  These times bring us back to the basics of life, to what is most important.  I found a blog called &lt;a href="http://alexandsam.wordpress.com/2008/07/20/saving-up-for-hard-times/"&gt;Treading Softly&lt;/a&gt; that shares thoughts on the economy. It is an interesting piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplicity of life can bring a form of serenity as we shed our vanity &amp;amp; pride.  Those who survive such times learn that true joy is not bound to material wealth.  It is in the hard times that we find we do not need all the glitz and glamor.  But these days, people do not want to speak of negativity, our ears are itching for only the positives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For the time will come when men will not put up with sound doctrine. Instead, to suit their own desires, they will gather around them a great number of teachers to say what their itching ears want to hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;~2Timothy 4:3~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all hope for better times, this is not wrong, but what things are our hearts set on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-7211058958096673577?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/7211058958096673577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=7211058958096673577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/7211058958096673577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/7211058958096673577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/02/forced-simplicity.html' title='Forced Simplicity?'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-603545885722347499</id><published>2009-02-23T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:52:03.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE FEAR OF LACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="phPageBodyContent"&gt;There are endless varieties of fear, but one of the tormenting fears that many people suffer from is the fear of lack. They fear that their needs won’t be met—that God won’t come through in time. Hebrews 13:5,6 gives great comfort to those in this situation: &lt;em&gt;Let your character or moral disposition be free from love of money [including greed, avarice, lust, and craving for earthly possessions] and be satisfied with your present [circumstances and with what you have]; for He [God] Himself has said, I will not in any way fail you nor give you up nor leave you without support. [I will] not, [I will] not, [I will] not in any degree leave you helpless nor forsake nor let [you] down (relax My hold on you)! [Assuredly not!] So we take comfort and are encouraged and confidently and boldly say, The Lord is my Helper; I will not be seized with alarm [I will not fear or dread or be terrified]. What can man do to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;You may be in a situation right now that you’ve never been in before. You may be facing new responsibility that you don't know how to handle. You may have needs that are beyond your resources and the spirit of fear is attacking you and telling you that you aren’t going to make it. You may feel all alone in your situation, like nobody cares. But God cares about you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God says in these scriptures to be satisfied with your present circumstances, He doesn’t mean that you cannot desire change. We should be content in Jesus, knowing that He has heard our prayers and believing that He’ll never fail us. We must learn how to enjoy where we are on the way to where we are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is a God of progress. He’s never standing still. Even when it seems that absolutely nothing is happening in our lives, God is working behind the scene on things that He’ll manifest at exactly the right time. God is life, and life must flow otherwise it is no longer life. Dead things stagnate and no longer move, but life is always moving, stirring and making progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beloved, God has a good plan for you, and He’ll manifest it right on time. Fear not! God is with you, and He’ll never leave you nor forsake you. He’ll not leave you without support! If you need financial support, He’ll provide. If it’s physical support you need, He’ll sustain you while you’re waiting for your full manifestation of healing. If you need emotional support, He’ll comfort you with the kind of comfort that only the Holy Spirit can give. He’ll nourish you and bring you back to a place of strength in every area of your life. God is &lt;em&gt;for&lt;/em&gt; you. He is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; against you. Satan is against you, but God is for you. The greater One lives in you! (See 1 John 4:4.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="phArticleTitle" class="headerhighlight blockitandaddmargin"&gt;Perfect Love Casts Out Fear &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div id="pnlAuthor" class="italicizeit blockitandaddmargin"&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.joycemeyer.org/OurMinistries/EverydayAnswers/Articles/art14.htm"&gt;&lt;span id="phArticleAuthor"&gt;Joyce Meyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-603545885722347499?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/603545885722347499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=603545885722347499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/603545885722347499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/603545885722347499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/02/fear-of-lack.html' title='THE FEAR OF LACK'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-3916277869096936413</id><published>2009-02-21T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T17:23:12.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking on God's Majestic Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lift up your heads, O you gates;&lt;br /&gt;be lifted up, you ancient doors,&lt;br /&gt;that the King of glory may come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is this King of glory?&lt;br /&gt;The Lord strong and mighty,&lt;br /&gt;the Lord mighty in battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 24:7-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God's supreme sovereignty requires a befitting holiness of life and heart in His worshippers; a sentiment sublimely illustrated by describing His entrance into the sanctuary, by the symbol of His worship-the ark, as requiring the most profound homage to the glory of His Majesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="redheading"&gt;~Jamieson-Fausset-Brown Bible Commentary~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We need to swing wide the gates of our hearts to let in the King of Glory. Isn't it amazing that the King of Glory wants to come in to us? In all His majesty, He is so humble and full of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-3916277869096936413?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/3916277869096936413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=3916277869096936413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3916277869096936413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3916277869096936413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/02/thinking-on-gods-majestic-love.html' title='Thinking on God&apos;s Majestic Love'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-3587715119508758050</id><published>2009-02-15T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:23:12.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Legislate morality?  This is the question I am pondering.  Yes, God did establish government.  One purpose of government is to uphold sanctity of life.  Another purpose for government is to uphold justice and punish wrong doers.  Jesus came to this earth during the time of the Roman government.  It was a stable time in history, but the Roman government was not God centered.  Yet Jesus did not seek to change the government during his ministry here on earth.  Instead he chose to change the hearts of men.  I think that is our task as Christians, to do as Jesus did, change the hearts of men through the gospel.  When the hearts of men are changed, morality will follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 23:13-25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; Pilate called together the chief priests, the rulers and the people, and said to them, "You brought me this man as one who was inciting the people to rebellion. I have examined him in your presence and have found no basis for your charges against him. Neither has Herod, for he sent him back to us; as you can see, he has done nothing to deserve death. Therefore, I will punish him and then release him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; With one voice they cried out, "Away with this man! Release Barabbas to us!" (Barabbas had been thrown into prison for an insurrection in the city, and for murder.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Wanting to release Jesus, Pilate appealed to them again.  But they kept shouting, "Crucify him! Crucify him!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; For the third time he spoke to them: "Why? What crime has this man committed? I have found in him no grounds for the death penalty. Therefore I will have him punished and then release him." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; But with loud shouts they insistently demanded that he be crucified, and their shouts prevailed. So Pilate decided to grant their demand.  He released the man who had been thrown into prison for insurrection and murder, the one they asked for, and surrendered Jesus to their will.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-3587715119508758050?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/3587715119508758050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=3587715119508758050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3587715119508758050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/3587715119508758050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/02/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-8445616814090105757</id><published>2009-02-12T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:02:05.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prophecy</title><content type='html'>A few nights ago I was flipping through TV channels and came across Benjamin Netanyahu who was giving a speech.  I was very impressed with him.  He is a very good speaker and I can tell he loves his country Israel very much.  Something he said really stood out to me though.  He said that for the first time in history radical Muslims have nuclear capabilities in their hands (Iran).  That got me thinking about the prophecy in Ezekiel 38-39.  Check out this website by &lt;a href="http://www.joelrosenberg.com/ezekiel.asp"&gt;Joel Rosenberg&lt;/a&gt; that answers questions about this prophecy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-8445616814090105757?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/8445616814090105757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=8445616814090105757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8445616814090105757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/8445616814090105757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/02/prophecy.html' title='Prophecy'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-6984666069412013793</id><published>2009-02-11T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:43:23.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;      "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pray without ceasing&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://biblegateway.com/cgi-bin/bible?language=english&amp;amp;version=KJV&amp;amp;passage=1+Thessalonians+5%3A17" title="Bible Gateway"&gt;1 Thessalonians 5:17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;.  "There is a great difference between prayer and the life of prayer. Almost everyone prays, but very few pray without ceasing. This is the habit of devotion. This is the altar of incense ever burning in the Holy Place. This is the fragrance of a heart that lives in the presence of the Holy One, and breathes the very life of God. This is the deep undertone of a sanctified life. It is from this that the sweetness, the gladness, the holiness, and the helpfulness come. Lord, teach us the habit of prayer, the prayer that springs spontaneously from the heart, and which neither secular duty, satanic temptation, nor the waves of sorrow, can interrupt, but which is only stimulated by the things that try us, until every experience becomes transformed into an occasion for communion and fellowship with God." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A. B. Simpson &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/8652661206866965651-6984666069412013793?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/6984666069412013793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=6984666069412013793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6984666069412013793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/6984666069412013793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/02/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8652661206866965651.post-4688544583547558622</id><published>2009-02-10T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:39:45.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom from Pain</title><content type='html'>I am hoping and praying for a well body.  When I had my colostomy I felt completely well once I gained my strength back from having sepsis.  The only problem was that I had a colostomy.  For the first time in years I was completely pain free in my abdominal area.  There is no longer any endometriosis and for that I praise God, but since the reconnection of my colostomy I have some form of pain everyday.   It really wears on me and drags me down.   I am hoping and praying that I get back what I had.  A place where my insides feel at peace.  That is my hope and dream tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8652661206866965651-4688544583547558622?l=hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/feeds/4688544583547558622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8652661206866965651&amp;postID=4688544583547558622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/4688544583547558622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8652661206866965651/posts/default/4688544583547558622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hopesdreamsbeck.blogspot.com/2009/02/freedom-from-pain.html' title='Freedom from Pain'/><author><name>Becky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14840067835526190187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctxbS96uW44/TcgoUWG9t3I/AAAAAAAACzA/prLbkpbh8Eg/s220/Becky%2BRose%2BMay%2B2011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
