<?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-668484851770207045</id><updated>2011-08-12T05:39:08.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Standing</title><subtitle type='html'>My past should not have the power to dictate how I live out my future. A.N.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-2122882465064360975</id><published>2010-11-12T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T07:38:40.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"MY SILENT ACCOUNTABILITY TO THE LOST"</title><content type='html'>It’s been a long time since I’ve posted but I quickly want to say I’ve been thinking about this particular post for a week now and finally made myself sit down and type it out. There's&amp;nbsp;been multiple times my thoughts were affirmed&amp;nbsp;as my Pastor preached and it drove me to actually gets my thoughts on paper.&amp;nbsp;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/TN1a0oelVLI/AAAAAAAAAZs/8MTcy1cl-gQ/s1600/055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/TN1a0oelVLI/AAAAAAAAAZs/8MTcy1cl-gQ/s320/055.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Multiple individuals have the Holy Ghost and have been baptized!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;About eight weeks ago, Aseri Tikolutu, asked me on a Sunday night to come check out and sit-in the Bible study her and Luisa (her sister) were teaching at Homestead High. I decided to check it out and set a time I would meet them at the high school.&lt;br /&gt;The girls that were, and still are, a part of the group were so kind and happy and enthusiastic about the Bible study which they had dubbed, “Apostolic Bible Study,” (A.B.S.). I quickly became involved with the group and taught the fifth lesson. I was extremely nervous I wouldn’t teach the lesson correctly, worried I would forget necessary details, say something that didn’t make sense, or even worse, get the story-line twisted regarding the subject matter (Jacob and Esau). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Three weeks ago I taught lesson eight, regarding the Tabernacle of the Old Testament and how it applies to our lives in the New Testament. Thankfully, I wasn’t nearly as nervous as the last time. But it challenged me to study more than I ever have and to make the effort to teach the lesson with the best understanding and clarity that I could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/_xUgVCI2XCeg/TN1Z4HoLXbI/AAAAAAAAAZg/-wUkff-KUGg/s1600/photo5_10-22-10+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/TN1Z4HoLXbI/AAAAAAAAAZg/-wUkff-KUGg/s320/photo5_10-22-10+%25282%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Last Friday (we meet at the high school every Friday), November 5th, there was a youth service at our church after the Bible study. Luisa, Aseri, and I were unprepared and completely shocked when our youth pastor, Jason West, asked us to talk a little bit about what we’re doing and what it’s about. So within a short amount of time all three of us quickly went over what we would say… sort of. I think we were all so nervous we didn’t have much concentration to even think! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had many thoughts reeling through my mind and knew what I wanted to say but was too nervous to actually talk about it because I knew that meant I had to be in front of everyone longer. I hate public speaking. Once I walked to the front I was more concerned making my little speech as short and simple as possible and quickly changed my mind about what I was going to say. I actually said something completely different than what I originally planned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;All three of us spoke briefly but we got our point across with what little we said. We talked about how the Bible study group began and how it has grown, major principles we recently nailed down (One God and Jesus name baptism), and our experiences working with the young ladies at Homestead High. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before youth service began I sat among the chairs listening to the youth choral practice for worship service and as I watched them I had one phrase that I kept thinking about. I wasn’t completely sure why or how I thought about it in the first place. The phrase was, “I have a silent accountability to the lost.” I finally made sense of my thoughts when I began to think about how my involvement in A.B.S. has blessed and challenged me. It became even clearer when I realized why I was being challenged and blessed. These were my thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;What has been started at Homestead High goes far beyond Luisa, Aseri, and I simply teaching Bible lessons and trying to lay out basic biblical principles. What it all comes down to is, when we are done teaching and we all go home, the question should be asked, “Are we living what we just finished teaching them today?,” “Do we live what we preach… even it means no one is there to see us but God?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/TN1adjY5T1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/cJ_AepyBCq0/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/TN1adjY5T1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/cJ_AepyBCq0/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I, Audrey Barrows, am accountable to the girls I meet every Friday to be accountable in my walk with God. How can I expect God to use me to lead the lost to Him and I myself can’t live holy and consecrated when no one else is around? I am a hypocrite if I live completely opposite than what I teach those girls at Homestead High. God forbid it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;No, I don’t and should not need the girls I teach to ask me, “Audrey did you pray today?” “Did you read your Bible today?” because I need to make the conscious decision to do those simple things everyday and not have the assistance of anyone to help me. Even though they don’t ask me, I know that silently I am responsible to them to fulfill my daily duties as a Christian and child of God and to be faithful in the small things in my personal walk with Him. When I live in such a way, I also become accountable to God because I am now dealing with souls that have the potential of being zealous for Him and catching Homestead High on fire with the Gospel of Jesus Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;When Luisa, Aseri, and I live our “silent accountability” we daily build a higher and stronger wall around ourselves from becoming what Apostle Paul called a “castaway.” Now not only are we accountable to God, ourselves personally and with each other, and with the girls we teach, but we now are stronger to resist the “castaway” scenario in our walks with God. As we strengthen our accountability in our spiritual lives we will not give in so easily to the “castaway” disease and become lost ourselves as we are reaching the lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/TN1aNyxEjPI/AAAAAAAAAZk/lD5W-EHDNew/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/TN1aNyxEjPI/AAAAAAAAAZk/lD5W-EHDNew/s320/013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I challenge those currently involved in reaching those who are lost or backslid, that you stay accountable to God first then watch your spiritual life be strengthened and you will never deal with the issue of becoming a “castaway.” I have been blessed and challenged by teaching the girls at Homestead High. They unknowingly have pushed me to be a better Christian and have built my accountability to God and to them… even though they may not know it. I have a silent accountability to them. Seeing them every Friday prods me more every week to be stronger spiritually… Be honest in your accountability because you automatically are accountable to the lost once you begin reaching for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/668484851770207045-2122882465064360975?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/2122882465064360975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=2122882465064360975&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/2122882465064360975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/2122882465064360975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-silent-accountability-to-lost.html' title='&quot;MY SILENT ACCOUNTABILITY TO THE LOST&quot;'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/TN1a0oelVLI/AAAAAAAAAZs/8MTcy1cl-gQ/s72-c/055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-7561646430139021063</id><published>2010-03-15T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T12:59:15.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S56PiflS7gI/AAAAAAAAAYI/7Bwy7aY58Ys/s1600-h/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S56PiflS7gI/AAAAAAAAAYI/7Bwy7aY58Ys/s320/013.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S56Pnhnh-KI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/hEWzf-Cqv0I/s1600-h/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S56Pnhnh-KI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/hEWzf-Cqv0I/s320/017.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Two weeks ago First Church witnessed nine people recive the Holy Ghost. We had an old fashioned outpouring of God's Spirit in our alters. We had the priviledge of Bro. and Sis. Shutz, missionaries to Russia, come and preach that Sunday night. I believe one or two peope were baptized as well. First Church is reaping the harvest! In just about every service someone is recieving the Holy Ghost. I'm anticipating what will take place this Wednesday evening. We will be in revival with Bro. Cody Markes. More updates to follow soon. Hope everyone has a good start to this new week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;God Bless,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A.N.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-7561646430139021063?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/7561646430139021063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=7561646430139021063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/7561646430139021063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/7561646430139021063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-weeks-ago-first-church-witnessed.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S56PiflS7gI/AAAAAAAAAYI/7Bwy7aY58Ys/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-298651110063198104</id><published>2010-02-15T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:01:44.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To a Very Special Man -and Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S3oc7Q_ozXI/AAAAAAAAAXg/1puCWLC-tQE/s1600-h/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S3oc7Q_ozXI/AAAAAAAAAXg/1puCWLC-tQE/s320/004.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This evening we celebrated my grandfather's ("papa")&amp;nbsp;62nd birthday (his birthday is really&amp;nbsp;Wednesday). With our bellies absolutely&amp;nbsp;stuffed, we&amp;nbsp;all struggled to walk out of Maggiano's without hunching over from being so full... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Many know the story of the role my grandfather plays in my life. He is pretty much my father. My mother had me at a very young age, and was not able to take care of me efficiently. My granparents have raised me from infancy. The story goes (in a nutshell), my mother asked my grandmother ("nana") if her and papa could take care of me because at the time she wanted&amp;nbsp;to live with my father. My grandparents struggled to make a descision. They told me they had considered Tupelo Childrens Mansion&amp;nbsp;(that's why I hold that place dear to my heart &amp;amp; promote them). They're link is under 'Awesome Websites.'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am so glad to have them in my life. When I think of what God has done for me in that time of my life, I&amp;nbsp;know there really&amp;nbsp;He has set. And there really is a reason why I stayed with my grandparents. I went through a whole lot as a child, and throughout my upbringing. I was confused and&amp;nbsp;even bitter, not understanding 'why'my life was the way it was.&amp;nbsp;But at one point in my life, I had to make&amp;nbsp;many personal descisions for the myself as an individual. That all the negative things would not affect me for the worst -but for the good. I would not let it break me... but make me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't get me wrong, I love my biological parents. I as a child was bitter towards them, but let it go when I realized&amp;nbsp;all that happend was for a purpose.&amp;nbsp;I've lost connection with my father to some degree. But I know God won't let him slip out of my life so easily. I am believeing God to save him and my family. Throughout my childhood I saw them on a regular basis, including my two younger sisters. And I still do see my mother and sisters -and my new little brother and step-father. Although I did not grow up in a broken home like my sisters did, I was around it enough for it to impact me in a powerful way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am apart of the bus ministry at my church. And I have a childhood that can -to some extent- relate to the children I engage with every Saturday and Sunday. These children I know are coming from many different backgrounds, cultures, and ways of living. And I know now what I went through during my childhood is a reminder to myself what God has done for me, but it is also an example to others what He can do for them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All&amp;nbsp;of that was said to say,&amp;nbsp;my gandfather (and grandmother), mean so much to me. And I just want to wish this special man a "Happy Birhtday!" And "Thank you!" to both of them, for all they have done for me -especially putting up with me day in and day out :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;God Bless &amp;amp; Happy be-lated Vaentines Day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A.N.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-298651110063198104?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/298651110063198104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=298651110063198104&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/298651110063198104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/298651110063198104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-very-special-man-and-woman.html' title='To a Very Special Man -and Woman'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S3oc7Q_ozXI/AAAAAAAAAXg/1puCWLC-tQE/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-2417496688254526168</id><published>2010-02-13T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T13:59:53.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love for Haiti [Sectoin 5 Benefit Concert]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S3ceLEabd6I/AAAAAAAAAXI/VpR9j34MfBA/s1600-h/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S3ceLEabd6I/AAAAAAAAAXI/VpR9j34MfBA/s400/014.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last night First Church of San Jose hosted a 'Love for Haitit' benefit concert. Our goal was to raise $1,000. By the time everyone had walked in and payed, we exceeded our goal! We had a great showcase of true talent of performances and singers. Everyone was very supportive to our cause, and everyone had an awesome&amp;nbsp;time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S3ceY0vOhYI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/k-9-B5ZG6RA/s1600-h/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S3ceY0vOhYI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/k-9-B5ZG6RA/s400/012.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Many people showed up to support. This is only half of the people who came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone gave a mere $5.00, knowing it would feed &lt;strong&gt;one family for an entire week.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm so glad we are able to be a blessing to those in Haiti. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hope everyone has had an awesome week, and has a great weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A.N. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S3ceip3Lx0I/AAAAAAAAAXY/p0QeP3Qr_-I/s1600-h/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S3ceip3Lx0I/AAAAAAAAAXY/p0QeP3Qr_-I/s200/027.JPG" width="200" /&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/668484851770207045-2417496688254526168?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/2417496688254526168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=2417496688254526168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/2417496688254526168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/2417496688254526168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-for-haiti-sectoin-5-benefit.html' title='Love for Haiti [Sectoin 5 Benefit Concert]'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S3ceLEabd6I/AAAAAAAAAXI/VpR9j34MfBA/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-4020921229053021864</id><published>2010-02-07T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:01:59.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chip -IBM Commercial</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;IBM Commercial -The Verichip&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This isn't new by any stretch, but rather old news. I've known about 'the chip' all my life. But to see a clip of its purposes, puts it all in perspective... and was a reminder that this world is not my home; I'm just passing through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LhhjuAsO_3M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LhhjuAsO_3M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="660"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1RKog5dMlxA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1RKog5dMlxA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Revelation 13:11-18; 14:9-11; 16:1, 2]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.N.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-4020921229053021864?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/4020921229053021864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=4020921229053021864&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/4020921229053021864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/4020921229053021864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2010/02/chip-ibm-commercial.html' title='The Chip -IBM Commercial'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-1957798908011932879</id><published>2010-02-05T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T10:32:21.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 In View</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if this applies to any of you, but it's been a busy year already, and it's just getting started. My Christmas and New Year holiday was great. It was spent with close family and friends. It wasn't a Christmas full of presents but it was one full of appreciation, and thankfulness. I think the lack of presents made myself, and maybe others, value the things we received and our families a little more. As it should be every Christmas. But with the few presents I received, it made me stop and value the little things in life I usually never give a second thought about. In other words, I was glad I spent my Christmas and the New Year with more family than I did receive presents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This New Year has started off with so much going on, it's insane... and it's going by too fast. Already I'm seeing stores pack their shelves with Valentine decorations. Pretty soon we'll see advertisements for Easter bunnies and decorated eggs! But in spite of all that, I am looking forward to what's in store for this New Year. With all the excitement it started out with… I wonder how it will end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Church is in revival! We have had many baptized and receive the Holy Ghost with in the month of January and even February. We will be having revival with Rev. Cody marks this coming Monday and Tuesday. It will be awesome! The First Church Bus Ministry has been seeing remarkable things take place. As I stated on my other blog (His City, His People), we had two young men baptized, connected with the Blue Bomber Crew. God is doing a work in the children and families lives we connect with every week. I can't wait to see what will happen within our church and bus ministry this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not only do I look forward to what will happen in my life, my family, church, and ministries; but I look forward to what will transpire in your life. I pray this year is full of blessings -not just materially speaking, but spiritually. I pray your faith and trust in God is strengthened, and your steps are ordered of the Lord. Every year is not perfect. Someone will always be put to the test, and go through a trial. So I don't wish you a perfect year without the downs; we can't have the ups without the downs. But I do wish you a year that molds you into the man, woman, God wants you to be. That your walk with him is at its strongest point by the end of this year and He becomes more real to you than ever before. I hope you lean on Him more this year than you ever have, rather than your own understanding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will always meet the needs of His children. Remember, He knows what you need before you even ask. Try Him this year more than ever. And you'll find He is faithful to his Word and does not fall away from the promises He makes you. He will meet the needs of the soul more than this world ever can. In fact, this world will never satisfy the soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't misunderstand. Many people become confused when their lives are not perfect once they live for God. Let me break it to you, it doesn't work that way. Life will never be perfect; therefore don't expect life with God to make everything perfect. But with God on your side, it will make life a lot better and much easier. He will give you the grace to endure, and give you the strength and determination to finish the race. Many people have turned their backs on God because they had a preconceived idea of who He is and what they wanted Him to do. Please don't put God in a box; confine him to your finite mind. We as humans will never be able to comprehend, nor wrap our minds around, who God really is; what He can and is able to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will not make life perfect. It's not reality. We would not be able to grow in Him if we did not have the hard times in life. But be encouraged. He is the One who will help us, guide us, strengthen us, and most of all -love us. Try Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Psalm 146:3 David says, 'Put not your trust in princes (powerful men/people), nor in the son of man (mortal men), in whom there is no help (they cannot save). Sometimes I think we all get caught in a rut of trusting in people we think will never mess up, disappoint, or let us down. People will always let you down. Society will always change, government will always change. People will change. But GOD never and will not change. I'm challenging you today: learn to put you trust in HIM and not in the things and people around you. People will always slip-up; we are human. We will never NOT&amp;nbsp;make a mistake. We will always make mistakes.&amp;nbsp;Its part of our nature; its how we learn what NOT to do. What we seem to think sometimes as a strong cement sidewalk in life, is usually thin ice were really standing on. So don't disappoint yourself by putting your trust in things and in people. Look up, your true answers and needs are met in Him. Try Him this year and see what happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because a post is always better with a picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S2xg2uTlWMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/BOeq6ksRjwc/s1600-h/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S2xg2uTlWMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/BOeq6ksRjwc/s400/017.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea, our toddler Sunday school teacher, and Richard with his 'Spiderman' mask. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;A.N.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-1957798908011932879?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/1957798908011932879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=1957798908011932879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/1957798908011932879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/1957798908011932879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-everyone-i-dont-know-if-this.html' title='2010 In View'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S2xg2uTlWMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/BOeq6ksRjwc/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-722489034173878796</id><published>2009-12-07T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:57:23.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Temple: You</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Bible &amp; the Matthew Henry Concise Commentary &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A.&lt;/strong&gt; I Corinthians 3: 16, 17 (KJV):&lt;br /&gt;16 Know ye not that ye are the temple of God, and &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; the Spirit of God swelleth in you? &lt;br /&gt;17 If any man defile the temple of God, him shall God destroy; for the temple of God is holy, which &lt;em&gt;temple&lt;/em&gt; ye are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M &amp; H Commentary:&lt;br /&gt;16, 17. "From other parts of the epistle (I &amp; II Corinthians), it appears that the false teachers among the Corinthians taught unholy doctrines. Such teaching tended to corrupt, to pollute, and destroy the building, which should be kept pure and holy to God. Those who spread loose principles, which render the church of God unholy, bring destruction upon themselves. Christ by his Spirit dwells in all true believers. Christians are holy by profession, and should be pure and clean, both in heart and conversation. he is deceived who deems himself the temple of the Holy Ghost, yet is unconcerned about personal holiness, or the peace and purity of the church (p.873)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B.&lt;/strong&gt; I Corinthians 6: 12-20 (KJV):&lt;br /&gt;12 All things are lawful to me, but all things are not expedient: all things are lawful for me, but I will not be brought under the power of any.&lt;br /&gt;13 Meats for the belly, and the belly for meats: but God shall destroy both it and them. Now the body &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; not for fornication, but for the Lord' and the Lord for the body.&lt;br /&gt;14 And God hath both raised up the Lord, and will also raise up us by his own power. &lt;br /&gt;15 Know ye no that your bodies are the members of Christ? shall I then take the members of Christ, and make &lt;em&gt;them&lt;/em&gt; the members of an harlot? God forbid. &lt;br /&gt;16 What? Know ye not that which is joined to an harlot is one body? for two, saith he, shall be one flesh. &lt;br /&gt;17 But he that is joined unto the Lord is one spirit. &lt;br /&gt;18 Flee fornication. Every sin that a man doeth is without the body; but he that commiteth fornication sinneth against his own body.&lt;br /&gt;19 What? Know ye not that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you,which ye have of God, and ye are not your own?&lt;br /&gt;20 For ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which are God's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M &amp; H Commentary &lt;br /&gt;12-20. "Some among the Corinthians seem to have been ready to say, All things are lawful for me. This dangerous conceit St. Paul opposes. There is a liberty wherewith Christ has made us free, in which we must stand fast. But surely a Christian would never put himself into the power of any bodily appetite. The body is for the Lord; is to be an instrument righteousness to holiness, therefore is never to be made an instrument of sin. It is an honour to the body, that Jesus Christ was raised from the dead; and it will be an honour to our bodies, that they will be raised. The hope of a resurrection to glory, should keep Christians from dishonouring their bodies by fleshly lusts. -And is the soul be united to Christ by faith, the whole man is become a member of his spiritual body. Other vices may be conquered in &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fight;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that here cautioned against, only be &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; And vast multitudes are cut off by this vice in its various forms and consequences. Its effects fall not only directly upon the body, but often upon the mind. Our bodies have atoning sacrifice of Christ. We are to be clean, as vessels fitted for our Master's use. Being united to Christ as one spirit, an bought with a price of unspeakable value, the believer should consider himself as wholly the Lord's by the strongest ties. May we make it our business, to the latest day and hour of our lives, to glorify God with our bodies, and with our spirits which are his (p.876)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C.&lt;/strong&gt; II Corinthians 6: 16-18 (KJV):&lt;br /&gt;16 And what agreement hath the temple of God with idols? for ye are the temple of the living God; as God hath said, I will dwell in them, and walk with in &lt;em&gt;them;&lt;/em&gt; and I will be their God, and they shall be my people.&lt;br /&gt;17 Wherefore come out from among them, and be ye separate, saith the Lord, and touch not the unclean &lt;em&gt;thing;&lt;/em&gt; and I will receive you. &lt;br /&gt;18 And will be a Father unto you, and ye shall be my sons and daughters, saith the Lord Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M &amp; H Commentary:&lt;br /&gt;"We should not join in friendship and acquaintance with wicked men and unbelievers. Though we cannot wholly avoid seeing and hearing, and being with such, ye we should never choose them for friends. We must not defile ourselves by converse with those who defile themselves with sin. Come out from the workers of iniquity, and separate from their vain and sinful pleasures and pursuits; from all conformity to the corruptions of this present evil world. If it be an envied privilege to be the son or daughter of an earthly prince, who can express the dignity and happiness of being sons and daughters of the Almighty (p.894)?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-722489034173878796?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/722489034173878796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=722489034173878796&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/722489034173878796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/722489034173878796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2009/12/his-temple-you.html' title='His Temple: You'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-3218713029158930069</id><published>2009-11-07T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T23:41:54.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TCM</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Check out 'Hassas Photography Blog!'&lt;/strong&gt; He just posted a photo session he did at the Tupelo Children's Mansion in, Mississippi. Awesome pictures and beautiful story. For more information on TCM, check out their website link I have on the lower right hand column [under 'Awesome Websites'].&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-3218713029158930069?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/3218713029158930069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=3218713029158930069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/3218713029158930069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/3218713029158930069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2009/11/tcm.html' title='TCM'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-1370148800294052307</id><published>2009-10-19T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:29:38.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Founding Fathers' 2nd Principle</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The 2nd Principle &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A. Wanted: “Public Virtue” &amp; Morality &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   “Our Constitution was made for a moral and religious people. It is wholly inadequate to the government of any other,” (56). A people who are not virtuous and moral cannot live [successfully] under a republican government neither under the Constitution. George Washington emphatically states, “so long as there shall remain virtue in the body of the people” the American Constitution cannot survive (50). Human maturity in character and service is identified by the Americans as “public virtue.” “Each man must somehow…submerge his personal wants into the greater good of the whole. This willingness of the individual to sacrifice his private interest for the good of the community –such patriotism or love of the country –…termed public virtue,” (50). A cry for a virtuous people brought about self-examination to a people who needed to make sure they had what it took to have a society of public virtue, full of morality. Soon the people saw the need for a public virtue amongst them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B. Identify the Issue; Fix the Problem; Purge it &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   “…because of non-evolvement in the affairs of the government. They began to acknowledge their obsession with self-interest, the neglect of public affairs and their disdain for the needs of the community as a whole. Gradually, a spirit of “sacrifice and reform” became manifest in all thirteen colonies” (52). Once the people examined themselves and admitted their faults of not having the right “public virtue” they fixed their problem –by disconnecting themselves form the influence of Britain–and moved on! When the problem was fixed “…time of the greatest denial and cohesion …men ceased to extort and abuse one another …families and communities seemed peculiarly united …the courts were wonderfully free, of that constant bickering over land and credit that had dominated their colonial life” (52). When you purge the issue from amongst yourselves, you raise the bar for better potential and success as a whole. They –as a people –had to identify the problem amongst them, fix it, and then purge bad influence –originally what caused their problem –to remain moral and virtuous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C. The Youth (The Next Generation)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   “…form and train up youth in wisdom and virtue. Wise and good men are, in my opinion, the strength of the state; more so than riches and arms…,” (55). Benjamin Franklin explained it is better to train up the younger generation in order to sustain not only virtue and morality, but to equip the younger generation with knowledge of how to live as a virtuous and moral people. “The Founders looked to the home, the school, and the churches to fuel the fires of virtue from generation to generation,” (54). First and foremost, it starts in the home. The younger generation is the people’s future. They began to teach the youth what was right, everyday. “Virtue has to be earned and it has to be learned. Neither is virtue a permanent quality in human nature. It has to be cultivated continually, exercised from hour to hour and from day to day (54).”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-1370148800294052307?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/1370148800294052307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=1370148800294052307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/1370148800294052307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/1370148800294052307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-founding-fathers-2nd-principle.html' title='Our Founding Fathers&apos; 2nd Principle'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-3855873273372414269</id><published>2009-10-15T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T10:43:44.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Founding Fathers' 1st Prinicple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/StdcKozUexI/AAAAAAAAAPc/oCDUYL0h298/s1600-h/5000YL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/StdcKozUexI/AAAAAAAAAPc/oCDUYL0h298/s200/5000YL.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392880416620575506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This school year it is mandatory I read this book, The 5,000 Year Leap, and also to write a paper on each principle. There is a total of twenty-eight. The principles as a whole give insight to the values and lifestyles of our Founding Fathers and I'll have to say, it's quite facinating. If you haven't read this book, or neither do you have a copy, buy one! It's worth it. It's a book I couldn't put down. To those of you who have read it, here's my analysis of the 1st Principle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three Main Points of the 1st Principle &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Natural Law/“True Law”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Cicero explains “true law is right reason in agreement with nature; it is of universal application, unchanging and everlasting; it summons to duty by its commands, and averts from wrongdoing by its prohibitions… one eternal and unchangeable law will be valid for all nations, and all times, and there will be one master and one ruler, that is God, over us all, for he is the author of this law…”, (40). Natural Law is established by the Creator, God. To abide by this law it will help identify “right conduct” from “wrong conduct”. But we all have the choice to apply and differentiate right from wrong conduct and no one whether the “Senate or people” (40) cannot free anyone from it. Nonetheless, those who fail to abide by God’s law (living according to his will and authority) are people who wish to live according to their will and what’s right and wrong in their eyes; a person who is self-governed and self-driven. Compare that to someone who lives under the law and according to God’s will, is someone who is governed by God, driven by “right conduct”, and abiding by Natural Law’s “basic principles”, which are “totally correct and morally right”…, (40). Natural Law is applicable to all –it is universal –but all decide whether to follow the law of God or the law governing their lives, self-will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B. The Divine Gift of Reason/Wisdom &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Cicero claims “God’s Law as “right reason.” When perfectly understood it is called “wisdom.” When applied by government in regulating human relations it is called “justice.” When people unite together in covenant or compact under this law, they become a true ‘commonwealth,” and since they intend to administer their affairs under God’s law, they belong to his commonwealth, (42). And since “right reason is Law… those who share law must also share Justice; and those who share these are to be regarded as members of the same commonwealth” (41). The first great commandment (love God with all your heart, mind, and soul, and love your neighbor as yourself) is apart of God’s Law. And His law is wisdom. When obeyed and understood, you are wise. When you fully understand the first great commandment you gain wisdom. Once you’ve obeyed the first great commandment, the other commandments of the Old Testament are easily obeyed. Because you love God with all heart, mind, and soul, your love will help you obey God’s entire law and not just one aspect of it. You have reasoned wisely when you have fully obeyed God’s Law. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C. All Law Should Be Measured against God’s Law&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   From God’s Law we can out way and see the good from the bad. Cicero says, “all laws must be measured by God’s Law… the distinction between things just and unjust, made in agreement with that primal and most ancient of all things, Nature; and in conformity to Nature’s standard are framed those human laws which inflict punishment upon the wicked and protect the good” (45). “…if the principles of Justice were founded on the decrees of peoples, the edicts of princes, or the decisions of judges, then Justice would sanction robbery and adultery and forgery of wills, in case these acts were approved by the votes or decrees of the populace” (45). If we do not measure all laws against God’s Law we will never know what truth is and what is not. It would be a misfortune if we were to follow just the laws of people, princes, or judges. Laws founded by us will never possess the pure “right reasons” and “right conducts” within them, unless we do not obey God’s Law first and foremost. God’s Law will always be superior to all laws based upon our human nature. When we’ve obeyed His Law, He will give you wisdom to establish sound laws based upon His. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Natural Law or “True Law”, Divine Gift of Reason or Wisdom, and All Laws Measured against God’s Law are all one. To not put emphasis upon one point and leave the rest would only distort it. Without Natural Law you cannot have right reason and without right reason you cannot have true law if you do not measure all laws against His divine law. They all work together to from the 1st principle established by the founding fathers of America. And that is to abide by the Law of God, to know right from wrong (in reason and conduct) and to know the True Law of the Creator. When this is applied you will know right from wrong (in reason, conduct, and law), and know what it Truth by obeying His law. When obeyed you will see what True Law is and what is not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-3855873273372414269?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/3855873273372414269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=3855873273372414269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/3855873273372414269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/3855873273372414269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2009/10/founding-fathers-1st-prinicple.html' title='Our Founding Fathers&apos; 1st Prinicple'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/StdcKozUexI/AAAAAAAAAPc/oCDUYL0h298/s72-c/5000YL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-3371328232678570699</id><published>2009-07-31T01:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:52:47.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Early Morning Thought</title><content type='html'>Numbers 14: 3-5 (KJV)&lt;br /&gt;3 And wherefore hath the LORD brought us unto this land, to fall by the sword, that our wives and our children should be a prey? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;were it not better for us to return to Egypt? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 And they said one to another, Let us make a captain, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;let us return into Egypt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Then Moses and Aaron fell on their faces before all the assembly of the congregation of the children of Israel. [Acts 7: 37-39]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acts 7: 37-39 (KJV)&lt;br /&gt;37 This is that Moses, which said unto the children of Israel, A prophet shall the Lord your God raise up unto you of your brethren, like unto me; him shall ye hear.&lt;br /&gt;38 This is he, that was in the church in the wilderness with the angel which spake to him in the mount Sina, and with our fathers; who received the lively oracles to give unto us. &lt;br /&gt;39 To whom out fathers would not obey, but thrust him from them, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in their hearts turned back again into Egypt,*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Emphasis in both scriptures mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Thought:&lt;br /&gt;Don’t acknowledge the very past God delivered you from as ‘better’ than where you are in your present state. Israel turned back to their past in their hearts. Egypt has always been a ‘type’ or rather a symbol for sin in the Bible. The children of Israel turned back to not only the very past God delivered them from but turned, and lusted after sin in their hearts, rather than receiving the blessings of God in their lives. Because it was too much of a sacrifice of trust in the Almighty God, to believe in His ability to overcome their enemies in the very land God promised them –in result receive the blessing of the promised land, Canaan- they instead chose to look back at sin &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; their past, thinking it ‘better’ than the very blessing of God laid out before them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never doubt in God’s ability to overcome your enemies. To do that, would be to strip him of glory and power. Yeah, economy is in the dumps, people are losing jobs, homes, and dreams. But don’t let rough times twist your mind into thinking the past was ‘better’ days. Today, many people across this country and world are going through many transitions, and life-changing situations. But I ask, don’t let these hard days make you doubt in God’s ability to protect and provide for you. To doubt in his ability to provide all your needs, to protect you, and overcome your proverbial enemies –or even actual enemies- would be to strip the all-knowing God of His glory and power manifesting in your life. And of all things, don't turn back to the sin God delivered you out of. It is there you cannot receive the blessings of God He has laid out before you. When you doubt in God's ability to do something He said he will do, is unbelief. And in a state of unbelief you cheat yourself out of God's blessings in your life. But with whom he grieved forty years? was it not with them that had sinned, whose carcasses fell in the wilderness? And to whom sware he that they should not enter into his rest, but to them that believed not? &lt;em&gt;So we see that they could not enter in because of unbelief&lt;/em&gt; (Hebrews 3:17-19 KJV). Don’t expect from the Almighty to do a work in your life when you doubt in His ability to even bless you in times when it seems He cannot make a way out of no way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s in the impossible situations and in times of crisis that God receives all the glory and honor that is due to Him. Better days are yet ahead. It’s exciting to live in these days of uncertainty; because it’s in times of uncertainty and in times of crisis God becomes more constant, certain, faithful, mighty, and true. A tower where the righteous run in and are saved, a helping hand, and a sure foundation His church can stand upon more than ever before. Those who have a strong, deep relationship with God are the only ones who can face what seems to be an uncertain, bleak, and dark future with peaceful confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things which I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace, in the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world.&lt;br /&gt;-John 16:33 (KJV) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.N.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-3371328232678570699?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/3371328232678570699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=3371328232678570699&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/3371328232678570699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/3371328232678570699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2009/07/early-morning-thought_31.html' title='An Early Morning Thought'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-4480085221714504177</id><published>2009-07-22T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T17:30:18.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Little Angel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/SmeueYr9KxI/AAAAAAAAANk/C8EyBPfXNJM/s1600-h/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/SmeueYr9KxI/AAAAAAAAANk/C8EyBPfXNJM/s320/081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361445718453988114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcos Alexander Espinoza-Barrows, nearly two months old. How cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.N.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-4480085221714504177?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/4480085221714504177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=4480085221714504177&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/4480085221714504177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/4480085221714504177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-little-angel.html' title='What A Little Angel...'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/SmeueYr9KxI/AAAAAAAAANk/C8EyBPfXNJM/s72-c/081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-5161589616999992420</id><published>2009-05-28T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:59:51.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Identification -Holiness</title><content type='html'>We are severed from the world by divine election. We are chosen by Him, "before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and without blame before him in love: Having predestinated us unto the adoption of the children by Jesus Christ to himself, according to the good pleasure of his will," (Ehpesians 1:4-5). This eternal choice of God has severed us from the rest of mankind; and we stand apart as much as Israel stood apart from the Egyptians. God's chosen ones constitute a people that will dwell alone... There is a people in this world who have been called out from the world, and they make up the "eccelsia," the called-out assembly, the people whom a voice has come which others have not spiritually heard; the people who have been drawn by Christ and have run after Christ; the people who are dead and who have been quickened; the people who have been brought out of darkness into Christ's marvelous light; the people whom He has seperated unto Himself, and who shall show forth His praise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sin of our first parents broke the fellowship between God and sinful man. The presence of sin created in infinite gulf between a holy God and sinful man. So long as sin exists, there can be no true fellowship. Unless man has been made holy by the Spirit of God dwelling within him, there can be no fellowship between him and God. Though Adam has fallen and all his race are corrupt, God is still aiming at creating holy beings by purifying unto Himself a peculier people, zealous for good works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiness is conformity to the will of God and obedience to the Lord's command; it is walking straight and doing what is right. Holiness is the Spirit's work in the soul by which a man is made like God and becomes a partaker of the divine neature, being delivered form the corruption which is in the world through lust. We are to "Follow peace with all men, and holiness, without which no man shall see the Lord," (Hebrews 12:14).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiness is a thing of growth. Holiness in the new born child of God is but an infant; it is not matured. It is perfect in all it's parts, but not perfect in its development. As you continue living for God and daily walking with Him, you will grow to be more like Him, and will soon realize that holiness is your way of life. Holiness is reaveled in a life by every word, every step, every act being according to God's revealed will. It is a practical life of living outwardly the divine life of Jesus which dwells inwardly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Profit Of Godliness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All things that happen to a Christian work for his good. He gains by his lossess, he grows healthy by his sicknesses, he lives by his dying. The fear of death is gone. To the Christian, the prospect of depature is rather joyous than grievous, and the breaking up of this mortal state is an event he looks for as the clearing away of multitudes of sorrows and the bringing in of mighty joys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness does not consist in externals, but in the state of our minds.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search For Truth; &lt;em&gt;Called Chosen, and Faithful: A Study Course For Successful Christian Living&lt;/em&gt; (Housten, Texas; U.S.A.)106, 107, 114&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;A.N.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-5161589616999992420?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/5161589616999992420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=5161589616999992420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/5161589616999992420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/5161589616999992420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-identification-holiness.html' title='Our Identification -Holiness'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-5909124573141184737</id><published>2009-05-27T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:23:31.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marcos Alexander Espenoza-Barrows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/Sh3I3cgYmUI/AAAAAAAAAMs/QAi77IdfCzM/s1600-h/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/Sh3I3cgYmUI/AAAAAAAAAMs/QAi77IdfCzM/s200/116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340645588001659202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's here! I have another sibling -a little brother! The first younger brother I've ever had. I'm so happy and exicted. I've already held him for hours at a time and already have a hard time giving him up for others to hold. Marcos deffinitely stole my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was born yesterday -a day before he was due (today)- at 3:47pm, weighing 7 pounds, 14 ounces. He's 20 1/2 inches long, has big hands like his daddy, and has the cutest face. It was my first time being in a delivery room and it was an experience like none other. I will never forget it. Once Marcos' first crys filled the delivery room, my eyes watered up and I smiled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy for my mom and Vicente. This baby has a dad who loves shoes and it seems he plans to pass it on to his son...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/Sh3LiNRUD6I/AAAAAAAAAM0/9FNzzXQPcs4/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/Sh3LiNRUD6I/AAAAAAAAAM0/9FNzzXQPcs4/s200/045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340648521669545890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does his dad like shoes, he has to buy &lt;em&gt;brand-name &lt;/em&gt;shoes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/Sh3MoRD87LI/AAAAAAAAAM8/k_i6i8AK6nQ/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/Sh3MoRD87LI/AAAAAAAAAM8/k_i6i8AK6nQ/s200/041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340649725278088370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/Sh3NhzozOKI/AAAAAAAAANE/3ULJniNRtOk/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/Sh3NhzozOKI/AAAAAAAAANE/3ULJniNRtOk/s200/050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340650713811990690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like father, like son...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;A.N.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-5909124573141184737?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/5909124573141184737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=5909124573141184737&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/5909124573141184737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/5909124573141184737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2009/05/marcos-alexander-espenoza-barrows.html' title='Marcos Alexander Espenoza-Barrows'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/Sh3I3cgYmUI/AAAAAAAAAMs/QAi77IdfCzM/s72-c/116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-8396632629796781662</id><published>2009-05-25T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:28:11.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His Mighty Works</title><content type='html'>It is greatly to the glory of God that He should use humble instruments for the accomplishment of His grand purposes... Good will conquer evil, not by the assitsence of governments, not by the prestige of bishops and popes and all their pompous array, but by the hearts that burn and souls that glow, and eyes that weep, and knees that bend in wrestling prayer. These are the artillary of God; by using such weapons as these He not only foils His foes, but triumphs over them in confounding the mighty by the meek, the wise by the simple, and the things which are by the things which are not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search For Truth; &lt;em&gt;Called, Chosen, and Faithful: A Study Course For Successful Christian Living &lt;/em&gt;(Housten, Texas; U.S.A.)61, 62&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-8396632629796781662?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/8396632629796781662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=8396632629796781662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/8396632629796781662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/8396632629796781662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2009/05/his-mighty-works.html' title='His Mighty Works'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-8410481971943697085</id><published>2009-05-21T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T07:33:08.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Does What You Can't Do</title><content type='html'>Prayer puts a sword in our hand when we face temptation; it gives us strength to bear our daily burdens. Prayer brings man's storm-driven back into the haven of saftey and peace. It turns back the shadow of death on the face of life's dial. It giveth songs in night and lifts the load of guilt from the conscience-smitten heart. Prayer can fortify the soul when it kneels before the cup in some Gethsemane of sore agony. It can lift us up when we have fallen. Prayer brings angels down from heaven to minister to us when we have overcome the devil. It recalls the wanderer from the far country. It is the best physician for both body and soul. It companions the soul in its hours of lonliness and comforts it in the day of sorrow. Prayer sets a lamp of forgiveness and reconciliation in the window for the prodigal and the wanderer. It brings the eternal world to view. It makes the angels rejoice when they hear it on the lips of a contrite sinner. Prayer, that mighty, all prevailing, God-conquering word can open the door to heaven, for Jesus Himself said, "Knock, and it shall be open unto you," (Luke 11:9). "The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much," (James 5:16).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search For truth, &lt;em&gt;Called, Chosen, and Faithful: A Study Course For Successful Christian Living&lt;/em&gt; (Housten, Texas; U.S.A.)25. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.N.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-8410481971943697085?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/8410481971943697085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=8410481971943697085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/8410481971943697085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/8410481971943697085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2009/05/prayer-does-what-you-cant-do.html' title='Prayer Does What You Can&apos;t Do'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-3956794355216120501</id><published>2009-05-11T14:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:38:25.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday/Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/SgiXsU1lDUI/AAAAAAAAAL8/krCyH7vjZIo/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/SgiXsU1lDUI/AAAAAAAAAL8/krCyH7vjZIo/s200/048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334680546383826242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's my brother, Michael Aaron Thomas!!! May 7, was his 27th birthday. Man.... three more years Mike and you'll be... THIRTY. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike is really my uncle, but I've grown up with him since infancy. I remember him always being there for me and never to ashamed to tell me the truth, even when he knew I didn't want to hear it. He had a way of always making me laugh -especially when we were both bored- we'd find ways to be crazy and have a blast together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One story that I still laugh at is, when I was about five or six, Mike had convinced me -more like brain washed me- that he was thee 'Super Man.' And from the pictures and comic books I've seen, I as a five year old saw a resemblance and believed him! He even went farther, telling me that he has his cap hidden and it gave him the power to fly. Now, by then I was so convinced that I can remember begging Mike to let me see his hidden cap. But I'd only get the answer, "No, you have to wait till you're eighteen to see it." Of course, that response would bring a frown to my face. I think till I was about nine or ten, did I realize that he was lying. I got him back for it over the years. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I've always loved about Mike is he warned me about the 'real world' as I grew up. From the time I was an infant to about fourteen years old, he was just about the number one influence in my life. he taught me many things about life and also taught me to study the Word, that I may establish my own convictions and have a personal relationship with God. By then I had learned a whole lot from him and considered my self a "grown-up" just by hanging out with my big brother. Mike knew how to make me feel special... and other times knew exactly how to -and still does- embarrass me lol. Mike and I spent a whole lot of time together and at other times we seemed just about inseperable. He'll always be my big brother :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love you Mike!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/SgidH3G3--I/AAAAAAAAAME/svohbJz54gw/s1600-h/mom+and+dad+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/SgidH3G3--I/AAAAAAAAAME/svohbJz54gw/s200/mom+and+dad+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334686516997782498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know I'm a day late but I just want to say real quick how much I appreciate my grandmother. "Happy Mother's Day, Nana!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's raised me since infancy and has been the one I look to as my mother. My Nana has been the one to be there for me when I was sad, scared, and discouraged. Her and I have been through the good and bad. My Nana has always encouraged me to give my best in everything do, no matter how much I may dislike it at times. She has always made laugh with her way of being funny :] and knows how to make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother is someone I will cherish and will always be grateful for. If it wasn't for her and my grandfather, I don't know where I'd be today. I'm thankful for both of them and how God used them in my life in a very special way. They were the vehicle God used so that I may be saved and know Him. My grandparents have a very special place in my heart. I love you both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;A.N.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-3956794355216120501?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/3956794355216120501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=3956794355216120501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/3956794355216120501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/3956794355216120501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthdaymothers-day.html' title='Happy Birthday/Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/SgiXsU1lDUI/AAAAAAAAAL8/krCyH7vjZIo/s72-c/048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-1894744945394906749</id><published>2009-04-26T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:02:17.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Profound Words</title><content type='html'>You fight for your salvation &lt;strong&gt;everyday.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-Bro. Franco Platania, Sunday night service&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-1894744945394906749?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/1894744945394906749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=1894744945394906749&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/1894744945394906749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/1894744945394906749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2009/04/profound-words.html' title='Profound Words'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-7447375348129667957</id><published>2009-04-18T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T08:15:51.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Definition of: People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/Se5DXr2ngKI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jgWZpuevhsc/s1600-h/people+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327269483413733538" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/Se5DXr2ngKI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jgWZpuevhsc/s200/people+2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I was walking down Eden (A street within route 1 where the Blue Bomber Crew does outreach), I began to think of people. People that I walk by in the mall, people I casually walk past in the stores, and people I see when I'm walking on the sidewalk. When I'm talking to the cashier, the co-worker, neighbor, friend, or stranger I began to think of every person that I have talked to in the past that most likely were lost. &lt;br /&gt;As I thought of people that I have seen and people that I have walked by, been near to, or even talked to -complete strangers; I began to see faces that I have seen throughout the stores, the streets, in the windows of homes, in their cars, in the malls, in my school, in my neighborhood, in the restaurants. And I began to see the definition of 'people' within the faces I see when I walked down the streets of Eden, Cadillac, Lexington, and Williamsburg… I see the definition of 'people' when I stand within the doors of the children's homes I see every Saturday and Sunday. The definition is: Souls. &lt;br /&gt;When I realized that every person I have been come in contact with for maybe no more than 1 min; that was my only chance to tell them who the Savior is.... and if not engaging in a full blown conversation, that was my chance to at least invite them to church. Don't get me wrong, just about every one has heard the name Jesus. But have they heard of his healing power, amazing grace, unconditional love, and his loving kindness? Have they even heard the full truth?&lt;br /&gt;They are searching for something that will satisfy their inner thirst and hunger that this world cannot and never will satisfy. They've already tried everything the world had to offer them and have found out that it's not all it promotes itself to be. I'm talking about those that are depressed, oppressed, and desperate. Desperate for a change. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but when I was doing outreach this past Saturday, I began to think of people and the word 'souls' came to my mind. When I'm doing Saturday outreach I try now to talk to every person I can. Of course, I'd be wise about it. But even if I can't have a full on conversation with someone I throw a little smile and "hello" at them, while I hand them a bus or church card.&lt;br /&gt;I was excited when I was able to sit down and personally talk with one of the boys that we pick up for Sunday school on Sunday mornings. His name is David. He's 12 years old and has the biggest attitude. I sat near him at a table within the apartment complex that is located on the street of Eden. I knew he would be smart with me and probably throw some comments but I talked to him anyways. Before I knew it I began explaining to him Repentance, Baptism and the Holy Ghost. He was looking at me funny as he finished eating his ice-cream but I knew he was listening. We talked for maybe no more than 5 min before he made an excuse that he needed to leave and left me sitting at the table. I watched him walk back into his apartment and even though he walked away with this smirk on his face as if he didn't hear a word I said, I knew I had sown into his life. And I'm so glad I took the time to talk to him. He is one of the boys I have worked so hard to come to Sunday School and David is one of the boys that I try so hard to keep coming consistently. &lt;br /&gt;When I thought of people that I could have talked to and I didn't... it makes me realize that was probably my only chance to sow something into their lives and my only chance to reach out to them within the amount of time I had. &lt;br /&gt;Not everyone is saved and with what I possess, I should be sowing something into every life that I can because I never know if that's my only and last chance to reach out to someone I may never see again in my life. The definition of people: souls. The definition of your co-worker, a classmate, a neighbor, a stranger: A soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who have you reached out to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.N.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-7447375348129667957?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/7447375348129667957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=7447375348129667957&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/7447375348129667957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/7447375348129667957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2009/04/definition-of-people.html' title='The Definition of: People'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/Se5DXr2ngKI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jgWZpuevhsc/s72-c/people+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-4224644055171099991</id><published>2009-04-11T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T14:34:39.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Calling of Moses</title><content type='html'>I know that I have posted this when I had first started my blog, In fact, it was my very first post. I would just tell you to look under my ‘Blog Archive’ and click on ‘A 2:30am Revelation’ but I decided to repost it in this current post you’re reading so that I can talk about a few things. Go ahead and read it and I’ll explain after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A 2:30am Revelation &lt;br /&gt;Don't ever underestimate the power you can possess when you overcome what keeps and limits you from the will of God. With that power, you have dominion over what formerly had controlled you and had ruled over your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving forward in Jesus Christ, within that power, nothing can tear you down, destroy you, stop you or have dominion over you. Through the power God has given, you can possess what had battled against you, what had shackled you with limitations in order to convince you, make you believe you can't fulfill God's "expectations."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful in convincing yourself in things you think you cannot do. In that, you are resisting what God has in store for you. You do not realize what blessings, anointing, revelations, spiritual breakthroughs you can achieve, but are holding at arms length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have the power to overcome what had controlled you, you now have the power to control it -for the benefit of excelling in being effective, which now you have become a vessel used in the Kingdom for God's glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.N.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you notice the title, I literally had this all going through my head at 2:30 in the morning. I was just laying in bed about to doze off to sleep and all of the sudden these words started going through my head. Half asleep I realized, &lt;em&gt;‘Oh, I should probably write this down. This is good.’&lt;/em&gt; And without really paying attention to what I was actually writing, I jotted down what I was thinking then rolled over and fell asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning when I started reading what I wrote several times, thinking and started analyzing the sentences; I realized I not only was I simply writing down random words and phrases but I wrote down a revelation I knew God wanted me to understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my life I had little insecurities because of my weaknesses. I would become intimidated and by standing on the side lines or trying to blend in with the crowd, or even try to talk my self out of  –if I may say- an opportunity, blessing, or breakthrough in my life. Not knowing that I was talking away my chance… all simply because I was too afraid to step out of my comfort zone, and too afraid to be used. So when I wrote ‘A 2:30am Revelation’ I knew that through my weaknesses God wanted to use me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got this revelation, I began to think of a person that I know that had done just about the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses. Moses was a man who had an understanding in obeying God’s authority in his life. He was a very knowledgeable man in Egyptian culture and mythology. He was brought up in the courts and palaces of Egypt, living a life of wealth. But Moses also was very knowledgeable in his Hebrew heritage. He knew &lt;em&gt;who&lt;/em&gt; he was. Even though he lived in the palaces of Egypt and had the constant noise of the teachers, the priests, those that he lived with in the palaces, people of the Egyptian culture, he still remembered who he was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s something we as apostolic young people and even adults need to understand. That even when we are around our school class-mates, walking the halls of out middle schools, high schools, colleges, and universities; working with our co-workers, and hanging out with lost loved ones, that we keep our Christian, Acts 2:38 heritage, in our minds. That when we are living our lives out to the best of our ability and striving to live out a Christ-like life, that even within the noise of life we keep our purpose foremost in our minds. That we keep our Christian beliefs and convictions close to our hearts and hold the ways of this world at arms length, that we have the Word of the Bible written on our hearts and not the words, thoughts and actions of this world in our hearts. We as believers in Christ need to know what our purpose and identity is in this day in time. If only we had an understanding of who we are in Christ –nothing can hold us back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Moses had a speech impediment. He would stutter when he talked. After living in the wilderness for forty years, married and had two sons, God calls him back to his heritage [Exodus 3:10]. Some believe he was around the age of 83 when he was called back to Egypt. God can use you no matter how young or old you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God called Moses, guess what he did. He argued with God. For two whole chapters (3 and 4) Moses even questions God’s authority and doubts in God’s will, trying to talk himself out of his calling [Exodus 3:11, 13; 4:1, 10, 13]. When I began to realize how many people do just what Moses did when God calls people to do his work in His Kingdom; called to join a ministry, talk to a certain person, called to be a worship singer, called to be a preacher -people say, “Oh no, not I God. Use someone of better understanding, use someone of better social skills, use someone of better vocals, and use someone of better orator abilities; &lt;em&gt;I'm not ready &lt;/em&gt;to be used to that capacity. I’m not capable of doing that. &lt;em&gt;I’m not good enough.” &lt;/em&gt;Moses said the same thing as you did: &lt;em&gt;I am not eloquent enough… &lt;/em&gt;[Exodus 4:10], meaning he was not learned enough, was not “a man of words.” Moses tries to make excuses by mentioning his weaknesses saying; &lt;em&gt;“because &lt;/em&gt;of this ‘deformity’ I cannot do what you asked me to do.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what the Lord says to thee Apostle Paul in II Corinthians 12:9 (KJV): &lt;em&gt;And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in times of weakness.&lt;/em&gt; And look what Paul goes onto say –totally opposite than Moses’ response: &lt;em&gt;Most gladly therefore will I glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wants to use you for the very reason that you are not perfect and have weaknesses. He wants to use you for the very fact that you have made mistakes and fallen. The Perfect Lamb died so that the blemished lambs may live through Him.&lt;br /&gt;And if you read on through the book of Exodus you will read amazing stories of Moses being used to lead millions of Israelites out of bondage and captivity. Not only did he bring them out of their bondage but through Moses and his brother Aaron, he performs wonders before the Pharaoh and before the courts and people of Egypt, even the Israelites; showing God's majesty and power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses let God use him in ways that he thought were not possible. Before, Moses doubted in God’s plan for his life and God’s calling. But when Moses pushed past all of his insecurities, pushed past his flesh and pushed past his pride, he took the limits off of his life by laying everything down before the Lord. When you lay everything down before God, He will use what was broken for His glory. No matter what your faults are, no matter what your mistakes may have been; He will use you and show others that even though you may have messed up, don’t let your past and weaknesses limit you, bind you, and keep you from the will of God in your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you keep your insecurities and weaknesses close, you are cheating yourself out of breakthroughs, blessings, revelations ad victories that you can obtain and opportunities to be used for the glory of God. I challenged myself that I will try to live a life of Moses; even though I may have a 'deformity' in a certain area in my life, I'll let God use me. I know it will involve some streching in some areas, I'll have to go through some pruning and purging stages [John 15:2], yet, it's all for His glory. Take the limits off of your life and watch what God will do. Be an overcomer [Romans 8:37]. It's time to move forward and be a light in this ever increasingly dark world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;A.N.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-4224644055171099991?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/4224644055171099991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=4224644055171099991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/4224644055171099991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/4224644055171099991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2009/04/living-out-life-of-moses.html' title='The Calling of Moses'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-8643642474966136379</id><published>2009-03-01T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T17:30:07.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Was Worth it</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308465483291396050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/Sat1O0oBh9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/2udmW8kvNzg/s200/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got home about 15 minutes ago, my feet are literally throbbing (ran in the ran ...with -stilleto heels. To lazy to explain.) and my patience had been tried over and over tonight. We had a "concert" more like a long worship service -that was awesome. Our mass choir did an awesome awesome job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture above shows a few kids that came to our service tonight on the Blue Bomber. All three routes ralleyed a group of children and families from their neighborhoods in their routes. On my route I realized I had no parents and just -kids. Joe Maez and myself tried to regulate, be the "boss", take authority, did everything we could to settle down a small group of boys that sat in the back of the bus; Sammy (Samuel), Christian, Giovanni, and David. I've never heard boys with such potty mouths. Good Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time we arrived to the church, I was on my last whim. With not having the advantage of getting inside the church before all the kids did, I had to bring out my whip (just kidding ... I felt like I needed one lol) and rally them to a designated area and try to keep them in their seats. Finally, I get some help from my wonderful team members and we eventually get all the kids to settle down (a little) and serperate the boys (they would not stop disobeying). During all of this I was on the verge of tears lol. I know what a whimp, I can't take stress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, Service is going and I'm just thinking to myself, 'This was not worth it', 'I should have had the parents come with their kids, now I'm responsiblle for watching them.' All of this is going through my head during service. I had a hard time concentrating and even worshipping. I finally pushed all the frustration down enough to where I could respond to the end part of worship;not realizing that while I had my eyes closed and was worshipping, the routy boys had their heads bowed and were praying. Most of all Christain was weeping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308470507087316530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/Sat5zPuTxjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/1QYnYt3rFxg/s200/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The choir is singing thier last song and while our pastor is calling the alter call, Bro. West and the boys go to the alter (top picture). Just about every kid that came on the Blue Bomber went to the alter. And a good majority responed and were deeply moved. I can't wait to see what God is going to do in these kids' lives. It's exciting. As I looked around the alter, snapping photos and praying with a few girls, I couldn't believe I thought it wasn't worth it. It was&lt;strong&gt; more&lt;/strong&gt; than worth it. God's awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The night ended with a free dinner to all who came on the bus or families of those whose whildren come on the bus. It went great. All the kids looked happy and satisfied. They were sent off with full stomachs and full of Jesus. What more could you want? *It was worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a little side note: Keep Sam, Christian, and David in your prayers. I've been working on these boys to come to church for months. And keep the BLUE BOMBER CREW and ALL team members in your prayers. Thank you :] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God bless, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A.N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-8643642474966136379?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/8643642474966136379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=8643642474966136379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/8643642474966136379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/8643642474966136379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-was-worth-it.html' title='It Was Worth it'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/Sat1O0oBh9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/2udmW8kvNzg/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-7759666249071376734</id><published>2009-02-11T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:45:59.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;I was talking to someone the other day about their goals they are working to accomplish. Something they said made me think. They said, "I guess you just have to work from the bottom and work your way up huh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;Just a thought I had after the conversation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In everything always start from the bottom, then work your way up. You need an established foundation before you can go to the top. If you started from the top before the bottom, the top will not stand with no foundation from the bottom to secure it and make it last. So, what is your foundation? Do you have a foundation in your life? And if you do, what foundation have you built your life upon? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;A.N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-7759666249071376734?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/7759666249071376734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=7759666249071376734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/7759666249071376734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/7759666249071376734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-was-talking-to-someone-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-5102466544382481207</id><published>2009-01-09T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:25:46.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I've been reading scriptures that pertain to the subject of bearing fruit and studying John 15 the last few days and wanted to post the scriptures that I have been breaking down and in other words, I guess I could say disecting (?) the scriptures; looking at every word and how its translated. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;~ John 15: 1-5 (KJV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman.&lt;br /&gt;2 Every branch that beareth not fruit he taketh away: and every &lt;em&gt;branch&lt;/em&gt; that beareth fruit, he purgeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit.&lt;br /&gt;3 Now ye are clean through the word which I have spoken unto you.&lt;br /&gt;4 Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine; no more can ye, except ye abide in me.&lt;br /&gt;5 I am the vine, ye &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit; for without me ye can do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;(Amplified)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;1 I am the True Vine and My Father is the Vinedresser.&lt;br /&gt;2 Any branch in Me that does not bear fruit -that stops bearing- He cuts away (trims off, takes away). And He cleanses &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; repeatedly prunes every branch that continues to bear fruit, to make it bear more &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; richer &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; more excellent fruit.&lt;br /&gt;3 You are cleansed and pruned already, because of the word which I have given you -the teachings I have discussed with you.&lt;br /&gt;4 Dwell in Me and I will dwell in you. -Live in Me and I will live in you. Just as no branch can bear fruit of itself without abiding in (vitally united to) the vine, neither can you bear fruit unless you abide in Me.&lt;br /&gt;5 I am the Vine, you are the branches. Whoever lives in Me and I in him bears much (abundant) fruit. However, apart from Me -cut off from vital union in Me- you can do nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;_______________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;~ Galations 5: 22-25 (KJV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith,&lt;br /&gt;23 meekness, temperance: against such there is no law.&lt;br /&gt;24 And they that are Christ's have crucified the flesh with the affections and lusts.&lt;br /&gt;25 If we live in the Spirit, let us also walk in the Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;(Amplified)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;22 But the fruit of the (Holy) Spirit, [the work which His presence within accomplishes] -is love, joy (gladness), peace, patience (an even temper, forbearance), kindeness, goodness (benevolence), faithfulness;&lt;br /&gt;23 (Meekness, humility) gentleness, self-control (self-restraint, continence). Against such there is no law [that can bring a charge].&lt;br /&gt;24 And those who belong to Christ Jesus, the Messiah, have crucified the flesh -the Godless human nature- with its passions and appitites &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; desires.&lt;br /&gt;25 If we live by the (Holy) Spirit, let us also walk by the Spirit -If by the (Holy) Spirit we have our life [in God], let us go forward walking in line, our conduct controlled by the Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;~ Romans 7: 4-6 (KJV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Wherefore, my brethren, ye also are become dead to the law by the body of Christ; that ye should be married to another, &lt;em&gt;even&lt;/em&gt; to him who is raised from the dead, that we should bring forth fruit unto God.&lt;br /&gt;5 For when we were in the flesh, the motions of sins, which were by the law, did work in our members to bring forth fruit unto death.&lt;br /&gt;6 But now we are delivered from the law, that being dead wherein we were held; that we should serve in newness of spirit, and not &lt;em&gt;in &lt;/em&gt;the oldness of the letter.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;(Amplified)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Likewise, my brethren, you have undergone death as to the Law through the [crucified] body of Christ, so that now you may belong one to Another, to Him Who was raised from the dead in order that we may bear fruit for God.&lt;br /&gt;5 When we were living in the flesh (mere physical lives) the sinful passions that were awakened &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;aroused up by [what] the Law [makes sin] were constantly operating in our natural powers -in the bodily organs, in the sensitive apptites and wills of the flesh- so that we bore fruit for death.&lt;br /&gt;6 But now we are discharged from the Law &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; have terminated all intercourse with it, having died to what once restrained &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;held us captive. So now we serve not under [obedience to] the old code of written regulations, but [under obedience to the promptings] of the Spirit in newness [of life].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-5102466544382481207?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/5102466544382481207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=5102466544382481207&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/5102466544382481207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/5102466544382481207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2009/01/word.html' title='Word'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-4187621891129716093</id><published>2008-12-31T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:24:23.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 ...2 ...1 ...2008....2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! Okay I had to pull myself away from the table of family and friends and make time to just say, I pray everyone has a blessed year in 2009 and I hope all become stronger through hard times, become learners from mistakes, become overcomers through sorrrow, leaders to those who need guidance, encouragers to those who need words of comfort, become a person who can look back and say, "I've made it through another year and I'm better than I was the 1st of January." I pray all of you become closer to God, being molded into the person He's wanting you to be, giving Him the freedom to move through you and use you in ways that can change lives and give you a revolutionary experiance that changes your life forever. I pray that in the year 2009 all of you are blessed (in more ways than just matierialistically) and pray that all of you have the best days of your life in 2009 more than the past years may have brung to you. Like my awesome pastor said, let's move forward, leaving our past behind and looking to the future. The best is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;A.N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-4187621891129716093?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/4187621891129716093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=4187621891129716093&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/4187621891129716093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/4187621891129716093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2008/12/3-2-1-20082009.html' title='3 ...2 ...1 ...2008....2009'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-8338217617457945909</id><published>2008-12-21T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:13:41.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Season ...Too Soon, Too Fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's the Christmas season ALREADY!! *gasp* I am completely blown away with how fast this year has gone by. It seems that only yesterday we were celebrating Christmas and New Years, and it's back!!! Time flies when you're not payng attention to it.. but when you do, it seems to lag -terribly-really bad. But anyways now that I've vented on how tragically fast this year has gone by, I just wanted to say and wish everyone to have very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!! And enjoy all the food, I know I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;A.N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-8338217617457945909?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/8338217617457945909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=8338217617457945909&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/8338217617457945909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/8338217617457945909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-christmas-season-already-gasp-i-am.html' title='Holiday Season ...Too Soon, Too Fast'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-3425512194184871</id><published>2008-12-11T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:13:20.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bread For The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I happened to stumble upon these two scriptures a while back, at different times, and they both caught my interest so much that I had to read the Amplified version and see the scriptures broke down so I could study them. Thought I'd share 'em with ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;22 Your personal conivctions [on such matters] exercise as in God's presence, keeping them to yourself -striving only to know the truth and obey His will. Blessed, happy, to be envied is he who has no reason to judge himself for what he approves -who does not convict himself by what he chooses to do.&lt;br /&gt;23 But the man who has doubts -misgivings, and uneasy concience -about eating, and then eats [perhaps because of you], stands condemned [before God], because he is not true in his convictions and he does not originate and proceed from faith is sin -that is, whatever is done without a conviction of its approval by God is sinful. ~Romans 14:22,23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;10... but He disciplines us for our certain good, that we may become sharers in His own holiness.&lt;br /&gt;11 For the time being no discipline brings joy but seems grievous and painful, but afterwards it yields peaceable fruit of righteousness to those who have been trained but -a harvest of fruit which consists in righteousness, [that is, in conformity to God's will and purpose, thought, and action, resulting in right living and right standing with God]. ~Hebrews 12:10,11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-3425512194184871?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/3425512194184871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=3425512194184871&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/3425512194184871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/3425512194184871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2008/12/bread-for-day.html' title='Bread For The Day'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-2819718088465488568</id><published>2008-12-05T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:12:09.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected Discovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/SToMJFjVYdI/AAAAAAAAACY/I9dFlToATHs/s1600-h/paintings+(family+session).bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276543263666692562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/SToMJFjVYdI/AAAAAAAAACY/I9dFlToATHs/s320/paintings+(family+session).bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;As some of you may know I have a knack for painting. But I'll give everyone the "behind-the scenes-story". It all started out with cleaning a back room that was overdue for a &lt;em&gt;major&lt;/em&gt; make-over but most of all, it needed MUCH organization. My youth pastor's supply room:] I promise, you can't walk in there and not trip on boards and markers without falling and breaking your neck.... boxes stacked to the ceiling, every supply you can think of... Man, if he had a yard sale, I bet he'd make a million bucks just selling everything in there for $1. Now that I've probably embarrassed him, moving on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyways, he asked me to help him with cleaning his back room to his office. To me I looked at this task as "re-designing" the room. I said, sure, why not? After all, there can't be that much cleaning to do right? Hm, I had no idea what I had gotten myself into. I was so unprepared I walked into Bro.West's office with nice clothes and with heels on. Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes.... 15 minutes.... 30 minutes.... 1 hour... one box accomplished! Just kidding. We both worked together the best we could -note: team work- and had&lt;em&gt; some&lt;/em&gt; of it done in just a short time. While I was organizing a huge box full of more office supplies any secretary, or even an Office Depot worker could imagine; they'd be in heaven if they got their hands on any of it. Better put a safety lock on that door Bro. West. Well, so as I cleaned out this treasure box, Bro. West rummaged out a huge canvas amongst other things, and knowing I loved art, asked if I would be interested in having it. Well, I never really painted before and had very little experience but thought, why not give it a shot? So I said I'd take it. End of story... or just the beginning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably guess the canvas was given to me around the end of April. For about almost three weeks that canvas leaned up against the wall in my room. More than once I'd stare at it, wondering what in the world will I ever put on that thing, let alone paint it, for crying out loud! I'd go back and forth telling myself just give it a try, no, you've never had experience, it'd just end up being a big flop, and you'd just be wasting your precious time. Ha, like I had a job or something, no, just sweet school work. So, to my surprise I convinced myself to do it, despite the fact I really didn't want to do it anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing where to begin with buying supplies, my grandmother and I went to the cheapest art store, Michael's, and purchased a little "beginners" paint box with the max of 10 little tubes of paint, and bought maybe 12 more larger tubes, and at the most, two little bags with 4 paint brushes in each. Not enough supplies. It so happens, my aunt, Zayra, paints often and does a lot of awesome abstract artwork but wasn't doing anything special at the time I needed the supplies most. It was truly a blessing when she gave me a box full of paint brushes, different kinds of mediums I could mix with my paint (different gels you can mix to give the paint different kinds of textures) and a box full of more art supplies that I could dream of. Now I was set and could begin painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had the supplies that I needed, during those first few weeks I began this crazy art adventure, I wasn't so inspired. I don't know what happened but I promise, it was as if I woke up as a new person who had years of experience and began painting with motivation, inspiration, and emotion. Before I knew it I began to see a new door open up to me and found I enjoyed painting immensely, and started seeing the canvas behold a picture worth being admired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of June my work was done. Not only did my family look on with shock and amazement, I couldn't believe what these hands of mine accomplished...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278388995540138194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/SUCa00mAONI/AAAAAAAAACg/yiQFxT0Nqgo/s320/9-11+painting+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;This painting is symbolic in why I painted the scene you see. It is of 9-11, the after math of the Twin Towers collapsing. The reason I considered such a dark, oppressed, depressed, sorrowful picture was because at the time I was going through a really rough time in my life. Not long before I had gotten word my parents had divorced not even two years after being married. I was crushed beyond measure and went through very dry, depressed time spiritually in my relationship with God. Not only did I now have to adjust to what would change my life in ways I couldn't imagine, and deal with not only my parents, amongst other situations, I considered throwin' in the towel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;Just before I was told of my parents, my youth pastor, Jason West, preached about Hell and the power of choices, an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/SUCli4r7xyI/AAAAAAAAACw/yNZeE-oR1_Q/s1600-h/9-11+painting+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278400782029014818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/SUCli4r7xyI/AAAAAAAAACw/yNZeE-oR1_Q/s320/9-11+painting+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;d how the choices we make today affect our future tomorrow. I remember vividly how he had boxes upon boxes stacked high in the middle of the alter area and each box with a '?' mark on the front. (I incorporated the box in the painting. Bottom left-hand corner.) He used these boxes symbolizing choices, whether they be right or wrong.The power of God moved in a mighty way, so much so, it was very overwhelming that I went by the baptistry and laid prostrate before God weeping and crying. I soon realized I began to pray for my parents and younger sisters, praying for things that I didn't understand, as if I was praying words that were not my own. Not but three weeks later I find out about my family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;At first I was shocked and maybe a little mad at what happened but I soon began to realize that I had to look at it as a storm God has ordained in my life in order to teach me his ways and to show me more of him, giving me a deeper revelation of what he is and should be to me. For example, Christians obviously should know God his a healer, a redeemer, a comforter, the friend that is there for you when all others turn their backs on you, so on and so forth. But even though you may know that, you don't know it for yourself, you haven't discovered it for yourself, that knowledge of Him hasn't been established because you don't know how God is a healer if he's never healed you. You can only discover Him and understand what He &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; by going through a situation in your life and letting that sitiaution literally become a tool to show you more of God and letting that trial open your eyes and establish what God is to you in your life. But also, He may ordain storms but majority of the time the one that's causing the problems ...well go look in the mirror and you'll find out who the culprit is. YOU. There, you'd be disappointed with what you saw anyways, so I saved you the trouble of looking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;I printed out a picture protraying one of the walls of the twin towers still standing in the midst of the rubble and debri of both buildings collapsing. I remember looking at that picture and by setting an analogy, realized I was the building, and the debri all around its foundation was my life spiritually. And that no matter how much chaos is around me, no matter how dark and rough the storm may be or become, by the grace of God I will still be standing and in the midst of my trial praise Him through the storm. No matter what I go through, praise Him anyhow. I've been through so much more than this, and did not write what I did in this post for you to pity me. No, I just wanted you to share with you how wonderful He is to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Just throwing this in here. I've dedicated this painting to my awesome youth group and gave it to my youth pastor as a gift, to let them know that no matter the storm and what's going on around you, just praise God through it, let Him fight your storm, and He'll take care of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;Currently, my spiritual life has never been stronger and I have grown closer to God more than ever before in the last 5 months. It's awesome to look back from where He brought me out from and see what I have become and the outcome of being put to the test. He's been too good for me not to praise Him. Refined, rebuilt, revived; I'm still standing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;A.N.&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/668484851770207045-2819718088465488568?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/2819718088465488568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=2819718088465488568&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/2819718088465488568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/2819718088465488568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2008/12/unexpected-discovery.html' title='Unexpected Discovery'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/SToMJFjVYdI/AAAAAAAAACY/I9dFlToATHs/s72-c/paintings+(family+session).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-1072036746867932537</id><published>2008-11-28T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:23:17.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I recieved an e-mail about ...wow almost two years ago. Time flies when you're not paying attention to it. Well, here it is. I thought it was wrong and funny at the same time, but hey, what can I say, he's a guy! Ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Several men are in the locker room of a golf club. A cell phone on the bench rings and a man engages the hands-free speaker-function and begins to talk. Everyone else stops to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN: "Hello"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: "Honey, it's me. Are you at the club?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W: "I'm at the mall now and found this beautiful leather coat. It's only $1,000. Is it okay if I buy it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: "A grand, sure, go ahead if you like it that much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W: "I also stopped by the new Mercedes dealership and saw the new 2006 models, I saw one I really liked."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: "How much?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W:! "$90,000?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: ..."Okay, but for $90,000, I want it with all the options."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W: "Great! Oh, and one more thing...The house I wanted last year is on the market. They're asking $950,000."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: "Well, go ahead and give them an offer of $900,000. They will probably take it. If not we can go the extra thousand. It is clearly a pretty good price."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W: "Okay, I'll see you later! I love you so much!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: "Bye. I love you too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man hangs up. The other men in the locker room are staring at him in astonishment, mouths agape ...He smiles and asks: "Anyone know who this phone belongs to?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Okay sooo... Yeah, guys, Newsflash! When you're married, you pay a "high price" and go the "extra thousand".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-1072036746867932537?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/1072036746867932537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=1072036746867932537&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/1072036746867932537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/1072036746867932537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2008/11/funny.html' title='A Good Laugh'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-6874998308237609604</id><published>2008-11-22T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:09:25.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Bomber Crew</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/SVaYi_PVozI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jOqU7y2Yg7Y/s1600-h/025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284578939624596274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/SVaYi_PVozI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jOqU7y2Yg7Y/s200/025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;Well, I literally just got back from a Children's Ministry Seminar at my church and was taught some of the best foundational principles every Sunday school teacher, bus worker, children's church worker, and assistants within that field of ministry need to know. I felt privileged to sit under the teaching of Bro. McCool and Bro. Brent Randall, both awesome Sunday school leaders and very affective in their ministry. There were different sessions and the topics were mainly on different tactics suggested to use within the children's ministries. Yet, they also shot out some very important pointers on how, we, as workers within children's ministries need to be equipped and prepared for what we are doing (spiritually and mentally), and know how to work and adapt to what we are working with (the children outside the church) and be involved, consistently, in their world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that thought, I just want to thank all the bus workers at my church; in fact, I thank every bus worker that is apart of their bus ministry. You all possess a special place within a child's life and have become a person that they look up to. You may not know it, and they certainly may not express that or tell you but they look to you as an example as someone they want to imitate as far as fashioning their lives after the "christian life" and you can be an example and guide to help them do just that. Bus Ministry requires so much of your personal "me time" and requires a very high degree of &lt;strong&gt;commitment, faithfulness, passion, burden,&lt;/strong&gt; and most of all &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sacrifice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I can say this because I know from experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being involved in the Bus Ministry changed my life forever. Those of you who knew me before I joined Bus Ministry, can say that I definitely am not the same person I once was. I was going through a lot in the year 2007 and battled many issues that attacked me spiritually. I was hurt, insecure, and questioning my faith. I talked with the greatest youth pastor's wife, Sis. Leah West, who gave me the advice to get involved, &lt;em&gt;focus on the issues of others&lt;/em&gt; and let God take care of yours. I took that advice literally and within days I joined the Bus Ministry. At the time I was the person who hated interacting with random people and was not very fond of socializing. I was a very quiet, timid, reserved person. But before I knew it, my walls were being torn down and before long, while I tried to help these children who were less fortunate than I was, trying to minister to them, focusing on their issues and their lives; by ministering to them, they ministered to me. How? They helped me come out of my shell and by me literally going inside their homes and seeing the way they lived, it opened my eyes that my problems aren't so big after all. My issues don't matter so much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that there was actually another, if you will, different atmosphere out there in the world. I saw that there were people out there that need what I possess and need to know about God's wondrous presence and what he can be to them in their lives. Soon I began to give of myself and learned the beauty of sacrifice. Sacrifice became something I liked to do because it enabled me to dig deeper into Bus Ministry and see things in a whole new light. I soon developed a burden heavy upon my heart for these children and literally looked to them as my own. I desired to be there for them and let them know that not only am I here for them but what i have, you can have also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said all of that to say this, Blue Bomber Crew, watching you all work together and seeing the aftermath of all your hard of visitation with the kids on your route throughout the week, being there on Saturdays, and being there at the crack of dawn (literally) on Sunday mornings is all going to be worth all your effort and sacrifice. I see the harvest of souls every time I walk into the gym when I'm there to just check things out. I can already see it all paying off within specific peoples' lives. I've watched some of you join and you are absolutely revolutionized, spiritually, in your attitude, in your character, and in your hearts. You all are the gap that stands between the children and Hell and for some of them you are their only hope and lifeline to bring them from the world's strong tide of "being fake is how you succeed".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By you bringing them to church on Sunday mornings and interacting with them, you are showing and telling them by your actions and your words that these children have a purpose and that &lt;em&gt;they are not an accident.&lt;/em&gt; They don't have to be like their mom who is drunk, they don't have to be like their dad, high on drugs, they don't have to live immoral lives this world labels as "okay and cool". You are telling them that no matter their background and past, they are able to obtain salvation from God and you all are that person that helps lead and guide them to the realization, that they are loved by God no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt like tellin gthe Blue Bomber Crew that I appreciate you all very much and value your passion and burden for the Bus Ministry. You all hold a vital position in these children's lives. You may not even realize or comprehend but they are watching your actions and listening to every word you say. I love you all, and you are all always in my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-6874998308237609604?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/6874998308237609604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=6874998308237609604&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/6874998308237609604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/6874998308237609604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-i-literally-just-got-back-from.html' title='Blue Bomber Crew'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/SVaYi_PVozI/AAAAAAAAAFI/jOqU7y2Yg7Y/s72-c/025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-668484851770207045.post-8479233091525820052</id><published>2008-11-20T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:07:54.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A 2:30am Revelation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;Don't ever underestimate the power you can possess when you overcome what keeps and limits you from the will of God. With that power, you have dominion over what formerly had controlled you and had ruled over your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving forward in Jesus Christ, within that power, nothing can tear you down, destroy you, stop you or have dominion over you. Through the power God has given, you can possess what had battled against you, what had shackled you with limitations in order to convince you, make you believe you can't fulfil God's "expectations."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful in convincing yourself in things you think you cannot do. In that, you are resisting what God has in store for you. You do not realize what blessings, anointing, revelations, spiritual breakthroughs you can achieve, but are holding at arms length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;If you have the power to overcome what had controlled you, you now have the power to control it -for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;benefit&lt;/span&gt; of excelling in being effective, which now you have become a vessel used in the Kingdom for God's glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/668484851770207045-8479233091525820052?l=audrienicole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/feeds/8479233091525820052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=668484851770207045&amp;postID=8479233091525820052&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/8479233091525820052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/668484851770207045/posts/default/8479233091525820052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audrienicole.blogspot.com/2008/11/230am-revelation.html' title='A 2:30am Revelation'/><author><name>Audrey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06469375373611523911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUgVCI2XCeg/S526WkwcZgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/SBMeMFaZyEY/S220/audrey+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
